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*Abby
No one knows me. There may be people who think they know me, but they don't. My name's Cam, I never look the same, not if I can help it. I can be anybody you want me to be, anybody except myself.
The people I was staying with knew that I had an ability, they were really good about it. My foster family, Mark and Joan. I was homeschooled for the obvious reasons, and they liked me, but they didn't love me. And how could I expect them to, since I only just liked them?
So I heard about the school, and I knew I had to go there, maybe there, I could find someone like me. Someone who knew what it was like to not wanna be yourself.
I was leaving, and Mark and Joan would probably never see me again.
"Cam! Come on and get some breakfast!" I rolled out of bed, and shook my head to clear it. I pulled on jeans and, a t-shirt and a jacket. Then I walked over to the mirror.
My hair was bleach blonde, I was about 5'2", and my eyes were bright pink.
I closed my eyes, and visualized the person I wanted to be, black hair, purple highlights, tannish skin, dark blue eyes, and about five foot even.
I felt a cool sort of feeling spread through my body, washing out the old and bringing in the new.
I opened my eyes and looked at myself. Perfect. Except the age, I wish could look older, but I haven't got that bit down just yet.
Just before I went downstairs, I added a sick hollow look to the whole thing. It had to be done.
"Hey Joan." I called weakly as I walked into the kitchen.
"Hey Cam, not looking so good."
"Yeah, I just feel, ugh… you know?"
"Yeah," she handed me a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast. "Do you need anything, want me to pick something up at the store?"
"Are you going?"
"If you need me to."
"Could you maybe get some sprite, crackers, Pepto?"
"Yeah, I'll be back soon, but try to eat something okay." She smiled at me, and it made me want to blow the whole thing.
But I couldn't, if I did, I could just end up getting her and Mark in trouble.
When Joan was gone, I wiped the sick from my face, pulled out the bag I had packed the night before, and walked out the door.
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I was sitting on the ground by the lake. Classes would start in a few days, some of the kids were already here. I needed all the quiet time I could get.
I sighed. Tracy was nice to be with when you needed quiet. I missed her. She was off in Europe, trying to get some kids from over there.
Something moved behind me, I stood and turned around. There was a girl lying on the ground, she looked half dead.
I ran over to her and scooped her up, she had dark skin, black hair, and was small. Then I felt a tingle, the same as when someone's lying, except much, much stronger.
Ignoring it, I ran back to the school.
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I heard people talking above me.
I am so stupid, just because I got away with hitchhiking for like a week does not mean it was a good idea to walk to Lake Michigan, and to the school.
If it hadn't been for that guy. I recognized him from the press conference; he was the one who could fly. Well, one of the one's.
"She's fine, just dehydration and exhaustion." The voice spoke with an Indian accent.
"Does she have an ability?"
"As far as I can tell, we won't know what until she wakes up."
"Shapeshifting." I answered without thinking, I usually didn't.
I opened my eyes to find an Indian man, and the man who must have taken me here staring down at me.
"I can shapeshift, not very well, I've a ways to go."
"How old are you?" The Indian man asked.
"How old do I look?"
"17, or 16."
"Then that's how old I am."
"Is that what you really look like?" the man who could fly was looking intensely at me.
"No."
"Are you gonna show us what you really look like?"
"Not any time soon."
They looked at each other, then the flying man walked out of the room.
"My name is Dr. Suresh, what's yours?"
"Cam."
"Short for…"
"Chameleon."
Hope you guys like this chapter, I'll have some more up soon, at least I hope. And I'm gonna be really mad if someone dies on the show tonight who is in my fic, that would ruin the whole thing! Anyway, please review!!!
