CHAPTER THREE
Okay, so now I want to imagine something else now. You've seen a cop TV show, right? Try to remember the room in which the cops took a suspect in order to interrogate them. I was in a room like that when Ms. Goodman called for me. Bleck.
"Brittany… Sit." Ms. Goodman said calmly. A little too calmly if you ask me. I slowly lowered myself into the chair across the table from Ms. Goodman.
"You're hesitant." She observed.
"No duh." I snapped back.
"I admit, you really surprised me Brittany." Ms. Goodman said, catching me off-guard.
"Is that so…" I said slowly.
"Yes. You see Miss Morgan, I need brilliant people like you."
"Like me?"
"Yes. Talented, gifted children like you. You see those other two whom I paired you with… They aren't the same."
"They aren't?"
"No. Miss Morgan, when your parents called me some ten years ago, I never believed that you're 'gifts' were so amazing. I need you."
There it was. The change of voice that I was warned about.
I stood suddenly. The chair fell backward with a lard crash. Ms. Goodman flinched at my sudden movement.
"No! You do not need me!" I yelled.
"I thought you would be different than this…" Ms. Goodman said softly.
"You were wrong. You know NOTHING about me. And neither do my so called 'parents'!" I snapped.
"No matter how many times you deny it, it doesn't change the fact that those two are your parents, Brittany."
"Right. Let's see… How about you tell me when I care?" I snapped.
"Brittany! Do not speak to your superior that way!" Ms. Goodman yelled.
"No, I'm the one with the powers here! In that way, I'm superior to you." I yelled back. I turned to the door and used my mind to push the door off its hinges. I walked out the door, Ms. Goodman at my heels.
"Brittany Morgan!" she yelled, "I command you to stop right this instant!"
My mind became slightly foggy. Something caused me to stop walking. I wasn't in control of my own body. Ms. Goodman came up behind me.
"You think I don't have my own 'gifts'?" she muttered in my ear, "How else do you think I got in charge around there? I can even erase minds, Brittany. Do you know how much fun it is to tell a person all your secrets? Then simply remove them from their minds? Why, here in a moment you'll just… Forget."
My mind felt like it was on fire for a moment. Where was I again? What…?
"I'm still superior to you. So what if you caused me to stop walking?" I growled, remembering that Ms. Goodman just caused me to stop moving. But… Was I forgetting something?
"I told you so." Ms. Goodman said with a small laugh.
"Told me what?" I growled. I hate it when people mess with me.
"Nothing. Just go back to your room. Your friends will join you in a little while." Ms. Goodman said. My body felt like pins and needles for a moment, then I felt normal once again. I walked towards my room, or at least, where I think my room was.
"Good talking with you Brittany!" Ms. Goodman called after me.
What the heck is wrong with that lady?