AN: So thanks to clw317, theapexpredat0r, and outsider83 for reviewing the last chapter. I wanna thank everyone else for their fav/story alerts! So yeah, I wrote this chapter in a hurry so its not as good as I wanted it to be, but I hope you like it! Enjoy!

Chapter 3-Telekenesis/Psychic

"The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned."

-Maya Angelou

(Recorded at 12:45 pm, March 18, 2016)

When I had my first "vision", you can bet it scared the crap out of me. I didn't know how to explain it, or if I could control it. The boys' powers increased the more they practiced, but I was unsure about mine, since it was more of a 'come and go' thing. So, in the meantime, I helped the guys with their powers while I tried to figure out my own. I did confide in one person at first…

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Present Day

"So you had a-a vision? Like you saw the future?" Andrew asked me as we took a walk down my street. We were heading to the house, well more like behind the house, that I lived in with my parents when I was younger. And once again, Andrew had his damn camera with him.

The house's backyard opened up into the woods, and Andrew and I would play hide-and-seek in there. Our dads even built us a tree house a short distance away from the house. Once every month, we would go there and just remember when life was easier when we were kids. My mom alive, his mom cancer-free, and my dad here with me, and his dad off of the bottle…

"Yeah, I think so. Didn't you see my face when you hit Matt's hand with that fork?" Andrew nodded.

"Has it happened again?" He asked as we slipped into the woods unnoticed.

"No, not yet, anyway. I'm trying to figure out if I can control it, like you guys can, but so far, nothing. I think it just happens randomly, like winning the lottery. I'm just scared what might happen to me if I have another vision."

"Like what?"

"That I might pass out in the middle of class, or in the hallway, or even worse, in my lunch. I mean, how embarrassing is that? Plus, I might not like what I see." Andrew said nothing.

We reach the tree house, which is nestled 4 feet above ground in an old oak tree. It looks like a small hut from the outside, but it is pretty roomy on the inside. Andrew and I painted it blue and purple, his and mine favorite colors years ago, but of course, it's faded over time.

I began to climb the rope ladder, and Andrew followed. I laid my book bag on the dusty, leave-covered floor and sat in an old lawn chair of my dad's. Andrew sat across from me in a beanbag chair, looking around the room.

That's when I noticed a small bruise on his face. "Andrew, how'd you get that?" I pointed to his face.

"Oh, it's nothing," he replied quickly, trying to wipe it off as if it were a stain.

"Andrew, that is not nothing. You need to go to the police, or tell Matt that your dad is hurting you. I know you don't want to, but-"

"I'm fine, Mel. Leave it alone," he growled, his light blue eyes darkening.

I stared at him, shocked at the dark tone of his voice. I sighed, and changed the subject to his mom.

"She's…I don't know. I think she's getting worse. She coughed up blood yesterday," he mumbled as he wrapped his arms around his legs.

Then, he buried his head in his lap. I knew he was crying because his body was shaking slightly. Andrew wouldn't cry in front of Steve or Matt, not wanting to appear weak, but he knew that I would understand.

I stood up, and sat down next to him before wrapping my arms around my friend. My heart went out to the poor kid; he didn't deserve this treatment from his dad, especially if his mom was dying right before their eyes.

As he cried onto my shoulder, I realized that I knew this feeling all too well, and began to sob too.

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The next day, we met up with Matt and Steve after school, and Steve defined telekinesis for us.

"Telekinesis, the ability to move, lift, vibrate; ha-ha that's my favorite-"

"You're so gross," I cut in, grimacing and shaking my head at Andrew's camera.

Steve rolled his eyes and continued, "-spin, bend, break, or impact objects through the direct influence of mental power or nonphysical means."

"Well, that sounds familiar," I commented as I kicked a rock with my converse.

"Hey, do you want to see direct influence?" Matt asked out loud. I turned my head and saw three girls talking past the fence, all wearing short skirts.

Steve and Matt winked at each other, and suddenly, a nearby leaf blower turned on, and the girls' skirts flew right up exposing their underwear. The boys cracked up and I snickered, shaking my head at them.

"Somebody's wearing black today!" Steve chimed as we walked off.

"Okay, now that was direct influence. Good thing, I decided to wear jeans today."

I saw Casey wave at me from the other side of the parking lot, her camera in her hand. "Guys, I gotta go."

"Why?" Andrew asked, practically shoving his camera right in my face.

I pushed it out of the way and answered, "I'm helping Casey with her blog as part of my senior project."

Matt whipped his head in my direction and asked, "What do you guys even talk about?"

I sighed, "Stuff. And no, we don't talk about you, Matt."

"I didn't ask if you guys talked about me. Wait, you guys don't talk about me?"

"Bye, guys," I said as I took off in Casey's direction.

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When Casey went downstairs to get us some sandwiches, I went onto the internet to look up "psychic". But then, it just let me to a bunch of other words like clairvoyant, premonition, and precognition.

Clairvoyant-(from 17th century French with Clair meaning "clear" and voyance meaning "vision") is used to refer to the ability to gain information about an object, person, location or physical event through means other than the known human senses, a form of extra-sensory perception. A person said to have the ability of clairvoyance is referred to as a clairvoyant ("one who sees clearly").

Premonition-information about future events that is perceived as emotion.

Precognition- (also called future sight and second sight) is a type of extrasensory perception that would involve the acquisition or effect of future information that cannot be deduced from presently available and normally acquired sense-based information or laws of physics and/or nature.

I texted Steve the definitions, and he called me right back. "Does this explain what happened to you the other day?"

"I think so. But I don't know. Where are you?"

"Oh, we're just having some fun, Mel. Experimenting and all that. You should've seen what I did to this lady's car-"

"Are you guys using it in public again? Steve, that could be dangerous."

"Mel, why do you have to be a buzz kill? We need to test it out, so that we can, you know, get stronger. What is that dude's problem?"

"Wha-"I heard excessive honking, and Matt and Andrew mumbling in the background. There was silence, and in an instant, Steve was screaming hysterics into my ear, clearly freaking out. Something was wrong, I could feel it.

"Steve, what's going on?" I had to practically yell into the phone.

"I have to call you back, Mel!" Then, he hung up.

Casey came back into the room, but I was already packing my bag to leave. "What's wrong?" she asked. She must've noticed the panicked look on my face.

"Family emergency. Gotta go. Thanks for the sandwich!" I called out as I grabbed one and flew out the door.

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