One year later

One year later.

If I told you that that day hadn't effected me at all. I would be lying. In many ways, it's as simple as that.

In many ways it isn't. I was fourteen then, young and happy. But that was then.

I haven't spoken since that day, not one word, well, apart from the screams after the nightmares I have every night.

Every nightmare is the same, it's like Ciara is trying to tell me something.

But that's impossible.

Right?

Yeah, sure it is.

Kian, who had adapted his middle name ever since said day, was sitting next to me as I leaned against him. We were on the bus to a new school our parents had decided to take us to. We'd both had to go to therapy for about two years. Now, at sixteen, our parents had become gradualy become more worried about us both not speaking out loud so they decided to send us to a new school.

Sky High. Pfft.

What sort of moron names a school Sky High, its not like its going to be floating in the middle of the sky. In any other case, i would have refused to go. But our case was special.

Ever since we had been traumatised by what had happened in our old school Kian and i had developed...well, to be blunt, we'd developed different powers.

We could speak mind to mind, but we also had our own seperate, unique powers. Like, Kian had Premonitions and had the power of Empathy, which meant he could read and manipulate emotions. He also had a few super-human senses, like hearing and seeing. I, on the other hand, was slightly differnet. My abilities were centered around my mind and the world around me. I could change things, at the moment it was resticted to changing the weather and slight molecule control. My other main power is kind of anything to do with my brain, it has endless possibilities. Telepathy, telekinisis, clairvoyence, clairaudient and proberly many more that i haven't discovered yet.

Some that i NEVER want to discover.

The scientists said that we had multiple powers because the trauma we had faced had broken the part of our mind that held restrictions, so really, our power capabilities were endless, as long as we concentrated and practiced.

Suddenly, almost everyone started screaming, my eyes shot open although i hadn't noticed that they had closed. We were flying. Well, not us technicly, but the bus we were in, so i guess it counts, as i took this in, i realised that there WAS a good reason that the school was called Sky High. I exchanged a worried glance with Kian, who pulled me closer, watching with slight amusment as i manipulated the weird rollercoaster like things that were keeping us in the chairs. I sighed and nestled back into Kian's warm chest, watching the beautiful, slightly rainy blue sky drift past. Soon enough the bus set down on the ground.

I waited for the others to get off, taking the chance to study them, one was a girl dressed entirely in green, she had long red hair in a french plait. She was smiling, open and friendly. Another guy was dressed in an orange suit, he was dark skinned and dark haired, i giggled in my head as he exited the the bus. Kian, hearing my giggled thoughts, turned to look at the orange suit guy. He shot a quick smirk at me but then turned to face the seat in front of us. The two people were joined by three others, one dressed in black and purple, one dressed in blue and red, the other wearing bright clothes, he also had bright hair. I sighed, climing out of my seat and grabing my black bag. Just as i was leaving my seat a guy i hadn't seen bumped into me, we both went flying into one of the spare seats, i swear he growled in anger.

"Don't touch me!" he snarled angrily. I glared at him, climbing to my feet, but once up, i tripped on a stray bag, flying once again into the mean guy with black hair streaked red (called red for now). He shoved me away angrily and i slammed back into the seat. I heard Kian shout out in anger and watched with satisfaction as he punched Red. Suddenly Red's arms were alight with flames, bright orange and red licking from his fingers up to the creese of his elbows. I cried out as the heat reached me, my arms few up to protect my face as the after shock of the fire ball hit me. Said ball of fire was currently heading for Kian.

I flung my hand out and directed a shot of telekenetic power towards the flames that were about to burn my closest friend. I had to protect Kian, i HAD to, no one else mattered, the earth could have frozen and i would'nt have noticed as i preyed my power would stop Red's fire.

Thankfully, it did. Unthankfully, Red's attention was now on me, but before he could lift his arm, a weird hurricane of sparkles flew through the door of the bus, landing between me and Red.

"Warren!" snapped the woman who formed out of the silverness.

Formaly named Red, who i now knew to be Warren, had the grace to look guilty. But only a little, from the looks he had sent me, i knew he held a grudge.

"Out!" she ordered him in a commanding voice. He obayed the order and left the bus.

Kian strode down the narrow bus towards me. He pulled me into his arms and threw a hate filled glare at Warren's retreating back.

"Sorry about that" the woman apologised with a serene smile, "That Warren always was a hot head...just like his father" an unreadable emotion flitted across her face but she quickly turned the too bright smile on and introduced herself as Principal Powers. She paused, like she was waiting for an answering introduction. When none came she sighed and lead us up the big steps to the huge school.

Looking around, i could see loads of students entering the school, some flying, some just appearing, all talented and smiling.

Typically normal. Well, sort of.