AN: Okay I'm so sorry for what happened. I did not notice it till a few people pointed it out, so I'm reposting chapter one.
1.
This story starts in the most cliche` way I can possibly make it. I was in my parents car, overly joyed for our destination. Twinkie was sitting on my lap, occasionally licking me happily from my pets.
"Keep petting me please. Oh~ yeah. That's the spot!" I smiled at his thoughts, and scratched right behind his ear like he instructed.
I looked out the window, watching the trees fly by. We had left my old house only a few minutes ago. I had teleported most of our belongings over to the new house earlier in the week, leaving my family, myself, and our bags left.
I glanced at my family. My dad was sitting in the seat in front of me, driving. My mom was sitting next to him with the map folded out in front of her, occasionally telling him directions. My little brother was playing a game on his iPad in his carseat. Overall it was quiet, other than their loud thoughts.
"Three plus one…. Three plus one…. Three plus…. 6!" I listened to my brothers thoughts, his overjoyed triumphant tone quickly turned into a defeated sad one. "What? Four? That can't be right….-" his thoughts were interrupted by another's.
"I'm sure we turn left here! But the map says we should turn right, but the last time we came this way we turned left…. Maybe we should-" My mom's thoughts were interrupted by my voice.
"That's because we were going in the opposite direction. Plus that was eight years ago. Turn right at the next turn dad." Dad turned the car, my mom looking sheepishly back at me.
"Thanks Sweetie," she mumbled.
"Kanae….?" my dad called slightly accusingly. I sighed.
"Yes dad?" I boredly asked.
"What did I tell you about using your powers?" He needled. I groaned discreetly. I put my chin in my hand.
"To not use your powers unless it's a complete emergency," I mumbled.
"Correct!" He said cheerily. After a second, I spoke again.
"You do realize how loud your thoughts are, right dad?" My dad grumbled from the front seat. I mimicked his words angrily quietly before putting my hand out. A single metal necklace with a blue gem charm appeared in my hand. I slipped it on my neck before looking back out the window. I felt Twinkies paw on my hand. I smirked and continued petting behind his ear.
"Please ask me if you have any concerns about the map mom. You know I know which way to go," I said.
"Yes, she knows you do. But you know the rules. No powers at all on the way. Okay?" My dad pushed. He glanced at me through the rear view mirror. "And that means you too Kane!" he called angirly. I looked over at my little brother who had previously held out his finger to shock me. A sad pout crossed over his mischievous face as he went back to his game. I rolled my eyes and pulled out my notebook from the seat pocket. I put my earbuds in and opened my book to the picture I was working on.
It was a simple picture of a flower, and probably wouldn't have taken me more than an hour usually. But this was different. I was trying to color it to perfection, and then draw another one. I was hoping to make a bouquet for my aunt. I put the last stroke of color on the petal. I ran my hands over the picture. I moved my fingers as if I could pick it up. The flower came out easily, like usual. I laid it on the empty seat next to me before starting on another flower.
"Dad!" Kane stressed. "Kan's using her powers again!" My mom turned to look at me disappointedly. I held up the flower.
"Making a bouquet for aunt Kurumi," I said flatly. The tension in the car eased as I went back to drawing.
"So, Kane, are you ready to meet the rest of the family?" My dad asked. Kane looked up puzzled.
"What are they like?" Kane asked. I smiled at the memories.
"Well, aunt Kurumi is really sweet. She is so much like mom, it's scary. Uncle Kuniharu is pretty crazy. He can be a bit of a dork, but if you get over that he's pretty cool. Grandpa Kumagoro tries to play the card he doesn't care, but from what I can tell from his thoughts he really loves us…. Except for uncle Kuniharu. Grandma Kumi acts young for her age, but is really awesome. But cousin Kusuke…. Well…. He's very umh…. Very…. Competitive. Just don't show your powers off to him too much and he'll probably leave you alone," I said. I was about to speak again when mom interrupted me (how rude).
"Then you have your cousin Kusuo. He's really quiet, but don't let that fool you. If you get him talking, sometimes it takes a lot to make him stop. At least, that's what it used to be like. Remember Kanae? You two used to be so close! I wonder how he's grown?" my mom wondered.
"Those two used to be so cute together. I bet he's become a really handsome young man," my father thought a loud They can be pretty weird sometimes.
"But anyway, you'll meet them soon after we get to the house. I think my sister invited us over to her place maybe a week after we get there? I think it's so we can get settled. But anyway, you both have school in two days, and tomorrow you're going to school after everyone leaves to get your uniforms and to find out where all of your classes will be at," my mom chirped. I mumbled about not giving teenagers enough of a break before going back to what I was doing.
About six hours later, I had a decent sized bunch of flower on the seat next to me. I could just see the huge buildings in the middle of the city. Kane was sleeping beside me, and my parents were talking in whispers. I realized how tired I was when I fought back a yawn. I packed the flowers carefully into a bag and put my art supplies up. I leaned against the window watching the last of the trees.