The morning was a blur, filled with nothing but scenes that just didn't make sense. I'd be one place, then another, and then even outside. I was currently not talking to my parents, so instead of bothering them for a ride I walked. It wasn't far, but I just didn't like being alone that early in the morning. I tried my hardest not to teleport, especially when cars passed by, or when some other kids were in the other side in the street. I was doing great, there was no tingling sensation, I wouldn't feel my body drifting off.
A smile appeared on my face, maybe this wasn't going to be so bad. The grin became contagious, making my whole body turn less stiff and more relaxed. I began to hum a light tune as I neared the school. It was only about three minutes away, but I managed to just see it.
"Your almost there, now all you have to do is not get caught by anybody," I thought as the school was a mere twenty seconds away.
But, before reaching the door, a tingling sensation began at my feet. My arms felt as if they had been to jelly. My noise twitched as it happened.
"Achoo!" I sneezed.
Nobody was around, but I let out a little laugh. It was only a sneeze and I was about to go run and hide in a bush or something. The laugh soon stopped as began to look around. The school doors were no longer in view, only a hallway. The hallway around the corner from where my locker is. My stomach felt as if it was caving in, fear filled me as I spun around frantically, seeing if anybody was around. Seeing nobody, I began to calm down, but then a heard a noise.
Bang! A locker shut behind me. I slowly turned around to see a kid a few years younger than me sainting there, staring. His eyes wide open, refusing to close and a lock of his hair in his face. I couldn't tell if he was stunned or not until he grabbed his books and took off running in the other direction. A faint, squeak, could be heard as he ran, as if his life depended on it. Amend depending on what he saw, he might have think it had.
I hit my head with my hands.
"Gah!," I began, "how you could give yourself away in a matter of a few seconds, your so stupid!"
I repeated the last part over and over, repeatedly smacking my head until I felt so dizzy, I thought I might be teleporting without knowing it. But still, I kept going, cause what else could I do.
My life you have been over. I could be handed right to whatever those people are that take mutant kids. I could...
Before making the situation worse, there was a tap on my left shoulder.
"Hey Indigo, watcha doing in the hallway?" My best friend, Anna, asked.
Panicked, I could not really think of a good excuse and Anna knows me enough to tell when I was lying.
"I was thinking about something and I lost my train of thought, but I'm pretty sure it was really important, like life or death important!" I joked trying to stay cool.
"Ok," Anna laughed, a faint smile showing, "so wanna walk together and try to figure out what you forgot?"
"No it's fine," I began, "I just remembered, that I, um, forgot to water my plant, see life or death!"
Ann nodded, but slowly, as if she was trying to read my facial expressions. She knew I was lying, but she just didn't know what about.
We walked hand and hand down the hallway, one foot after another, until reaching our lockers, each on a different side of the hallway. We began our separate ways to get our books.
"4, 12, 5," I mumbled while putting my locker combination in.
The blue shaded locker popped open along with a few of my books I threw in the other day. I cleaned opus the avalanche, protruding from my locker and opened up my backpack, taking out only my Spanish, social studies, and science books. It was a lot and they were pretty heavy but I began to get used to it, after Awhile though.
Anna and I had different homerooms on different sides of the school, so we went our separate ways, Anna down one hallway and me down the other. The hallway, now packed with kids was difficult to navigate. The screaming from kids and the pushing, oh the pushing was the worst. Nobody cared who they rammed into as long as they weren't caught. The worst part is when someone drops their books and everybody goes to help them pick up the books. Most would think that is a good thing, but not when it stops the so called, flow of traffic.
I laughed at the thought but quickly tripped over a kid and it sent my books flying. I frantically ran to get them, but the hallway was already filled which kids willing to help me. Screams of anger people, not wanted to be late for homeroom emerged and I became that person who caused the raucous. Kids ran everywhere, grabbing at the books, some even taking my pencils and running off into the other kids.
When the last books was returned to me and the staring and rude comments became a minimum, I continued on to my homeroom, Mrs. Kinok. The late bell had no rung yet, but the hall was already desolate. I peeked into the classroom to see everybody already within its walls. The white brick interior with posters mothering it walls was right in front of me, but I was too afraid of what might occur if I walk in.
So many things could go wrong. I could trip and fall flat on my face, or I could drop all my books again. Or, maybe even someone is waiting in there to scare me out of my pants. And they could all be talking about me. Or,... No, those are human problems, I'm not human, I have to think about what problems a mutant would have and a few were already coming to mind. The fearful thoughts began once again. What if the boy told already and everybody knew, or I could teleport right in front of their eyes, or... the late bell rang. I if I went in now I would not be considered that late, so I did. My hand lightly pushed the wooden framed door open, sending a chill up my spine, even though I was pretty sure it was warmer in the classroom. A creeping noise could be heard as I entered no the door began closing, slowly. Nobody looked at me, not even Mrs. Kinok, but I felt her ready to talk and that was what she did.
"Your late Mrs. Kaar," she spoke.
Her gruff voice took be by surprise, so I just nodded, keeping my head down and not making eye contact with anybody. I had no friends in this homeroom, so I sat in the desolate corner of the room. My desk had a slight crack on it fake wood surface, stretching from the length of the desk, until it meets the metal legs. Small holes were spread about from kids who would somehow manage to stab pencils into the solid desk. The chair, wobbly was not comfortable either. It was a plastic blue chair with a pice of it sticking out, hitting your back every time I moved. My life pretty mush sucked, but I used to have Anna to make it better. Now once I tell her about me being, um, different, she'll be gone.
Stuck in my thoughts, I didn't notice that we were reciting the Pledge to the Flag until people became to get up. I struggled to my feet and placed my hand over my heart. In somewhat unison, everybody began the pledge.
"I pledge allegiance, to the flag of the United States of America, and..." my mind, filled with curiosity cut myself off.
Nobody noticed me stop reciting it, but it felt like all eyes were on me. I always had good eye sight, so even from the back of the classroom, I could see the newsletter on Mrs. Kinok's computer. Despite my pride in my twenty twenty eyes sight, I was so far back that only a few words were legible. I gasped so loud that I felt as if everybody stopped just to see if I was hyperventilating. I felt my body begin to tingle and that was never good. I began to fight the urge, looking and thinking just about the classroom, the desk, the dark corner, and hopefully it would be enough to keep me here.
The pledge was over, but I was too afraid to make any sudden movements. I really didn't know what triggered me to teleport and I didn't intend to find out while in front of a teacher and a bunch of kids from my grade. I slowly began down to the chair, my hands shaking, a drop of sweat dropping from my forehead to my pants. Relief never swept over me even as I sat down, still in the classroom. The bell wasn't to ring for another two minutes, but all of the kids were already lined up at the door ready to leave this place. But me, I was not ready to move, ever.
"Maybe I shouldn't have stormed off on my parents last my night," I thought, "maybe they can help me control, whatever it is"
The thought stirred around in my mind until I saw the clock begin to strike eight thirty. The bell sounded and the heard of kids ran out of the door, pushing and shoving at one another to get out.
"Mrs. Kaar, Indigo!" Mrs. Kinok yelled, "What are you still doing here?"
"Um.. my first class is here," I nervously lied.
"No it's not, you have me next block," she responded.
"Oh, silly me. Sorry, I'll be out of your hair," I weakly told her.
She flashed a quick smile, then went back to her computer, the same one that I saw the notice on, but I couldn't see the date, that was going to cost late bell was going to ring for class. Nobody was looking, maybe because the only person in the room was my computer addicted teacher and well just me.
"Maybe I could use my so called, mutation to my advantage, well if I can control it," I thought.
I stood up, looking around, I guess that nobody has class at this time. I closed my eyes, clenched my fists and thought about the outside of the social studies classroom. I thought on the white speckled floor, the graffiti of kids names written on the walls and the way the light shine perfectly from a small sun roof that can't be close pad ever since a kid through a box of pencils up there. I breathed in and out, I really had no idea how this worked. I opened my eyes in frustration and headed for the door. I did a double take then looked up at the sun roof, the speckled floor, and the social studies room door. I felt a swell of excitement fill up inside of me. My shaking hand flew into the air to celebrate, when I realized that my books were in them. Confused I spun around to grab them, when I noticed a figure lurking by the water fountain.
It was the kid that saw me teleport earlier. I hadn't really seen what he looked like until I saw his features. His dark hair matched his brown eyes, which had a tint of fear hidden within them. He was shaking almost as hard as I was. He looked like he wanted to run, but fear got the most of him.
"I, I, I thought that I saw things before, but now, you, again. You weren't here and now you are and I am either going crazy or your, some part of monster?" the boy yelled.
I put my finger to my lips telling him to be quieter, but he just got louder.
"I have to go tell somebody!" He yelled while beginning to sprint the other way.
Panicked, I ran at him, casing him to go faster. I was left with no choice, I sprinted faster, ignoring my aching foot and jumped, on him. Relived, I looked at him, only to see a unfamiliar sight. Under me, was the boy, but the floor looked different. My eyes scanned the surroundings and it wasn't hard to tell that I was not in the school anymore. Around us were vast greenery, trees on all sides. I got off of the boy and he ran backwards into a tree.
Part of me wanted to say, problem solved, let's just teleport out of here, but my conscious knew that I shouldn't. I walked towards him, then just stared. Him eyes looked up at me, while he frantically searched the ground for a rock or something to throw at me.
Looking at him and remembering how he called me a monster, my mind went through possibilities.
"Since when has my conscious helped me anyways," I said still staring at the kid.
He didn't know what I meant, but I did, he wanted to call me a monster, so I would start acting like one. I shut my eyes and began to think of the hallway. The graffiti names, the broken sunroof, and how when I opened my eyes, I was there.
I began to freak out, I just stranded a kid and apparently missed my first class. Fear overtook me, I ran the the bathroom and ran into a stall. The blue plastic walls faced me. The porcelain toilet seat was moved down so I sat on it.
"What can I do!" I screamed.
My parents would kill me and what excuse could I use.
"Okay, okay," I though while trying to calm myself down before I hyperventilated, "Let's just go to the nurse's office and say you have had a stomachs ache for the past hour."
It could work, yeah, then my parents would pick me up and I could leave and never come back. I may have been ver exaggerating, but once home, they could help me, train me maybe. And I would come back to school when I could control my teleporting thingy power, ability, I really haven't figured this out yet. I unlocked the door and walked out.
The nurse's office was just as I remembered it. The same computer, scale a cabinets. The bathroom door still had a weird stain on it and Nurse Smith was still sitting at her compute like always, on her phone.
My feet walked one at a time over to her desk, where she was seated.
"Um, Mrs. Smith?" I asked.
"Oh, yes honey," she responded while turning her phone off.
I held my stomach and began."I have been in the bathroom all since the start of school, I didn't even get to go to first period. My stomach hurts really bad!"
She put a face of pity on and talked. "Oh, sweetie, let me call your parents and see if they can take you home and don't worry, I'll talk to your teacher and tell them you weren't skipping."
Everything was going according to plan, but unfortunately for me, nothing good ever lasts.
She got off of the phone and told me the news.
"Sorry, but you'll just have to go to class, both of your parents are busy and can't pick you," she alerted me.
My smiling, hopeful face turned to one of grief. I nodded and walked out. The hallway, desolate, was where I walked until reaching my classroom. I managed to get through four more classes without any mutant mishaps, as I am now calling it, but there were a few close calls. And I'm really afraid to sneeze, I have been holding in like every sneeze that I have. My noise still tingles.
Anna and I met up at the lockers. We each put our books away and got the ones we needed after lunch. She, smiles and all, skipped down the hallway by my side until we reached the bathroom. We always stop there before lunch. I opened the door for her and we both waltzed in. Before she walked into a stall, I began.
I was looking in the mirror. My light brown hair covering parts of my shirt a face. My hand reached up, moving the stray strands of my bangs away from my eyes and I worked up the effort to speak.
"Anna I have to tell you something, it's a secret that you can't tell anybody," I warned.
"Ok, lay it on me, it's not like I have any other friends to tell," she jokes, elbowing me in the shoulder.
I began. "Do you know what a mutant is?"