-Concentrate-

I concentrated harder on the fan that sat in front of me. Our task was to make the fan move, harder than it sounds. Telekinesis uses the help of your hands or arms to help make it easier to move things, without using anything; it's just your brain that has to move the item. A dull headache was forming in the back of my mind but I ignored it. A thin layer of sweat formed on my forehead and I had to refrain from wiping it away.

We had motion sensors stuck on our arms, hands and clipped onto our finger tips. It would recognise any movement. We had to sit still for another five minutes out of the twenty our teacher Kelsey- she insists we call her that- gave us the task to complete. She had demonstrated it to us in under a second and to prove she wasn't secret twitching her finger or something, she even clipped herself up.

Three minutes and not one had a fan fully spinning yet. A lot of us got the occasional twitch and I even managed to get it to move a tiny bit, but no one had full on spinning. I decided to try a different method in getting it to turn. Before I would just picture it in my mind, spinning, but now, I decided to try something a bit different.

I imagined I was the fan, feeling my 'blades' slice through the air, the speed gradually picking up, feeling the heat of the electricity that would run through me to make it move. After a minute of repeating that to me and put my body as the fan, it turned. A full circle. I imagined it going faster and it did, I was spinning the fan without moving! I almost jumped up in glee. People recognised what I was doing and their fans starting spinning too. A buzzer sounded off in the room and we all tore off the motion sensors. Sighs of relief echoed throughout the room as everyone moved their arms and cracked their knuckles.

"Good job to everyone that got their fans to spin." Kelsey congratulated us with a clap of her hands. She was kooky.

Her white hair was decorated in millions of different ribbons, her tie-dye purple and yellow shirt was knotted at the back to show a tattoo of a sun and moon on her hip. Her purple jeans were paired with bare feet. She wore round bright blue glasses and a silver, metal wrist band that worked its way up to her shoulder in intricate designs. She was like a modern version of a hippy.

"Now we'll do another exercise-" She was cut off by groans. She chuckled a bit and pushed her glasses up her nose. Her eyes were still smiling when she quietened the room down with a wave of her hand.

"Oh, shush, this includes a lot of moving around." She grinned wildly, "Now everyone line up against that wall." She pointed towards the wall that was nothing but windows. We all did as she said and I was somewhat in the middle of the row.

"Now, you all see the forest?" We nodded, "the fountain?" She pointed to a small decorative house fountain in the class room. Again, we nodded. She pulled something out of her pocket, "these matches?" We murmured 'yes's'. She smiled.

"Good, now as you can tell already, I've been working on increasing your concentration. In this exercise I want you to concentrate on doing anything with these three items simultaneously. Dexter, you're up first." She pointed behind her, which was to the board and we all chuckled.

He bounced up into the middle of the room and closed his eyes; a look of concentration took over his features. He lifted his arms up slowly as if he was in a trance but then the tense mood that was building up got ruined completely.

"What are we supposed to do again?" He asked. Kelsey shook her head and waved him away. She motioned the next person up.

Judging by everyone faring well, it looked like a fairly easy task, so I wasn't entirely nervous when it was my turn. Control three things at the same time? It was not the easiest thing to do but seven out of ten people did it already so it couldn't be the hardest.

I stood in the centre of the room and glanced at the matchbox, the fountain and the forest. I closed my eyes and pictured all three of them in my mind. Matchsticks began to lit, water would rush like the tides and the tree's swayed, all in my mind. I moved my arm in the direction of the fountain and twirled my hand in a circular motion to get it spinning. I then moved my other arm towards the trees and they started dancing. I opened my eyes and stared straight at the matches, willing them to ignite, but with no such luck. I frowned and closed my eyes deep in thought.

Heaviness suddenly fell on me and the strange choking feeling washed over my body. A pair of green eye's flashed through my mind and it took all my concentration to stop from falling. A pulsing headache suddenly swept through my mind and I retracted my arms to my body and gripped my head. I was tired and the headache turned to my whole body, wave after wave of pain tremor through my being. I heard muffled talking as though they were speaking through glass. I hand was placed on my shoulder but it felt as though it wasn't my own body it was touching, like I was separated from it.

My eyes flew open but I saw nothing. Nothing but white surrounding me. Was I standing on a floor or was I floating in air? I still felt the throb of the headache but it was duller now. A scream tore through the thick, heavy stillness and I looked around. Another echoed soon after it, but it wasn't of terror or anguish, it was more of surprise. The blankness faded to the familiar surroundings of the classroom but I wasn't on the floor like I remembered. I was hovering in mid-air like I was pinned on the cross; my arms straight by my side, my head back and my legs together. Even though I was staring at the roof, I saw everything around me and I did not like it one bit.

The water was on fire. The water from the fountain was on fire. The matchsticks that I tried so hard only a few minutes ago to ignite now burnt a dark black and I saw a few tree's outside take on a greyish tint.

Kelsey was ordering everyone to stay calm and she walked over to me and grabbed my ankle. She instantly retracted as if I burnt her.

Get me down! My thoughts were screaming at everyone.

Kelsey gingerly reached out to take my hand and eased her palm into mine. She then closed her eyes and whispered a few soft words. Her hand was like ice. It was a burning sting and I shivered from the cold. Then I felt the heaviness lift. It started from Kelsey's hand then it worked its up my arm to my head then back down over my body. Before I could shout for glee, I dropped onto the floor like a potato sack. My vision was blurry and the headache started to subside. Black spots danced in my eyes but I turned to look at Kelsey.

"How'd I do?" I asked her, my voice coming out barely above a whisper. She smiled but her face was sad, and almost sorry. She placed a hand on my forehead and whispered. I felt drowsiness wash over me and I closed my eyes, falling into a black dream.