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Kiya read for a little bit longer. Then she turned out the light, put her history book on the floor, and lay down to try to sleep.
Soon, she did go to sleep.
In the morning, Tommy woke up, and went to check on Kiya. She wasn't there. He checked the other guest
room. Not there, either. He was starting to panic when he remembered her telling him yesterday "I'll also practice my pictorial teleportation, so if I happen to disappear, don't worry. I'll be back."
She must be practicing he told himself.
Soon, she was back.
"Hey, time to get up for school."
"I guess it is. I must have dreamed about my room last night and been teleported there. It didn't take long
to picture this room, though. Thank goodness. I thought you might get worried if I wasn't back in time for school."
"Well, I would, a little."
"I' m glad I was back."
"I'll let you get dressed." He left the room, closing the door behind him. Kiya got out of bed, and got
dressed. She used her deodorant. Then she put on the shirt with the skull surrounded by flowers. Ashley
hates that shirt. She's always threatening to throw it away.
Kiya remembered telling her father that she would contact her mother. She concentrated on Ashley.
Mom?
Yes, Kiya?
How's everything with you two?
Fine, fine. You and Dr. Oliver getting along okay?
Yes, ma'am.
Were you a little shy at first?
No, ma'am! I'm not supposed to go into the basement. His lab is down there.
Oh. He must be afraid you'll break something.
Must be. Well, I'm ready for school. I just wanted to know what you were doing.
Bye.
Bye.
Kiya got her history book and put it into her backpack. She put on her socks and shoes, got her backpack
on, and got her notebook. She went to the living room. Tommy called to her from the kitchen.
"Kiya? You are not leaving this house until you have some breakfast."
"Yes, sir." She put her stuff down and went into the kitchen. She sat down at the table. Tommy came over with a plate with two pancakes. He sat it in front of her.
He had put a glass of milk, a fork and napkin, and a pitcher of syrup on the table.
Kiya said the blessing, picked her fork up telekinetically, and stared to cut in. Then, she put it down and
poured some syrup on her pancakes, telekinetically as well. She picked up the fork and picked it up when
she had enough. She caught the fork with her hand. She smiled as she chewed.
"This is really good." She said, after swallowing the pancake with some milk.
"Why, thank you, Kiya. It's nice to have some one compliment your cooking instead of complaining."
"Haley asked me if your cooking made me sick last night."
"I'm glad it didn't. To tell you the truth, I don't get much practice cooking for other people."
"Don't you have your parents over for dinner very often? I'm sorry, that was rude of me."
"No, Kiya, it's okay. I'm an orphan, like you. Except that I wasn't adopted by a cousin or another family
member. I was adopted by the Olivers. David, my older brother...You met him already...Was placed in
another orphanage. My uncle looked and looked for me, but never could find me. I didn't see him again
until I was about seventeen." Tommy came to the table, sat down, and started eating.
"Oh. I didn't want to ask about that."
"It's alright. It might not happen too often, but it did to me."
"I'm so sorry."
"Don't be. I've accepted it."
"I'm glad."
They finished at about the same time.
They both took their plates to the sink and slid them in. The plates would soak until that afternoon when
Tommy had time to wash them. Kiya got her stuff from the living room, went back to the guest room, went
into the bath room, and brushed her teeth. She rinsed her brush off when she was done, and put it on the
counter. She went back to the living room.
"Ready?"
"Yes, sir."
"Let's go."
They left the house. Tommy had grabbed his keys from the hook by the door. They got into his jeep,
backed out of the driveway, and drove to school.
When they got there, Tommy pulled into his parking space. Kiya unbuckled and gathered her stuff. She got
out, told Tommy, "See you in third period, Dr. O!" and ran off to homeroom. Before she got there, though,
she stopped at her locker and got her science book. She went to homeroom, and sat at her desk. She
answered roll when her name was called. When homeroom was over, she went to first period. Science. Ugggh.
She waited for the bell to ring. She had taken notes like she was expected to do.
She went to her locker and put up her science book. She went to history.
"Hi, Atarah." She sat next to her cousin. "You and Darnell get up okay? I mean, in time?"
"Yes. Leo and Karone do have four children of their own. I'm staying in Kelly's room and Darnell is staying with Leonard."
"Oh, okay. Want to practice telepathy again today?"
"Not now, and not during the test."
"Test? On what?"
"Chapter three, remember? He only announced it last Monday."
"Oh, yeah. But no, I forgot about the test, but I did re-read Chapter three last night."
The teacher came in the room.
"Good morning, class,"
"Good morning, Mr. Breed." The class echoed.
"As you all should know, we have a test on Chapter three today. I will be handing them out as soon as I find them."
He had opened his briefcase and started looking through it. He found the tests and started passing them
out. As soon as Kiya got hers, and passed them back, she started working on it. She finished it before
most of the class, but instead of handing it in, she went back over it. She changed some answers,
redefined some, and went back to others.
She still handed hers in before Atarah did.
Atarah, Atarah. Why are you always so slow when taking tests? I'm careful, but not that slow.
Well, excuse me, Ms. Speedy Gonzales.
Oh! She didn't mean to do that!
"Kiya.", Mr. Breed called, "See me after class."
"Yes, sir." Kiya slid into her seat.
Mr. Breed is from KO-35. He probably thinks I was cheating! Wait. I've already handed my test in.
After class, Kiya went to Mr. Breed's desk.
"I promise you I wasn't cheating, Mr. Breed. I didn't even mean to use my telepathy, honestly."
"Have you learned to control it yet?"
"Yes, sir. Only...sometimes, I'll use it without meaning to."
"Oh. I've heard that your parents went to Aquitar and left you with Mr. Oliver. I thought that maybe being
separated from them and being left with an uncommunative person who is always leaving you is causing
you some undue stress."
"No, sir. Although I AM worried about my parents."
"You have nothing to worry about. I'm sure that your parents are highly capable of handling this."
"Of course. They can handle Atarah, Alexander, Alexandria, Vera, Andrew, Darnell, and me just fine."
"Well, you may go to class, now."
"Thank you, sir." Kiya hurried off. She ran to English.
"S-Sorry I'm late, Dr. O, but M-Mr. B-Breed wanted to talk to me about something." She stuttered.
"It's all right, Kiya. As long as there's a good reason."
Kiya sat down. She got out her English book.
I never thought I'd be so nervous about being late to class. I guess I was just nervous about being sent to the
principal's office. She didn't like going to the principal's office. Especially not during Tommy's class Most of
the time, the principal wound up calling the parents.
Wait. Dr. Oliver wouldn't send us to the principal's office for tardiness unless it's our third time. This was the
first time she had EVER been tardy.
She calmed down enough to answer when Tommy called her name.
At lunch, Tommy disappeared. Later, she heard he was late for sixth period. There was a substitute, until
he came back. He had to have been called off to a battle. She didn't see Haley. That was it. A battle. After
seventh period, math, (double uggh) she went back to his classroom.
"I hate math." She announced, when she got there.
Haley came in as well.
"Dr. O, ready to go home?"
"Haley's car in the shop, and we usually go home together."
"All right, then. Let's go."
Kiya and Haley beat Tommy to his Jeep®.
Kiya got in the back. Haley got up front.
"Any homework, besides in my class?"
Tommy backed out and drove home.
"Math." Kiya said, making a face.
Haley laughed.
"I hate math, too, Kiya. But we have to do it." She said, getting out.
"I know." Kiya agreed, also getting out.
She and Haley followed Dr. Oliver inside.