Barbara checked some exams in her classroom but her mind wasn't there. She
took off her
glasses. She was thinking about how to help Helena to face her fears; she
was sure the training would help her so much, to trust in herself, as it
had helped her.
"Barbara" Helena interrupted her thoughts; she smiled seeing her. "Are you going to stay?"
Barbara looked her watch "Oh, it's late, lets go. Help me with this. How was your day?"
Helena helped her to put some books in the shelves. "Great, the only bad point of day was Stuart Thomsen; you know, he thinks is the most beautiful man in earth. I want to like kick him sometimes."
Barbara laughed closing her books "There's always a kid like that in all groups." Helena put her elbows in the desk where Bab's was and said to her in low voice "Hey Barbara you know Mr. Loeb, from fifth period English class."
"Yes, why?" she continued preparing her things to leave.
"Have you notice that he is something strange?"
"Strange?"
"Sometimes he acts as a woman."
"Helena please!" Barbara rolled her eyes.
"Everybody talks about that." Helena said.
"Everybody includes you, let's go." Barbara wheeled to the door.
"Me? Why me?"
Barbara and Helena laughed walking to the parking lot. Helena felt danger, her eyes changed and she stop suddenly in the sidewalk, Barbara turned to see her; she noticed her cat eyes.
"What happen?" Barbara asked; usually Helena's eyes only changed in the dark or when she was mad or scared; but not with out reason. "Better cover your eyes, are feral, this place is full of students."
The girl took off her bag her sunglasses and put it while she looked around "I feel something strange, something wrong."
Barbara looked around too, but there was many students walking in the parking lot and gardens. "What do you feel?"
"I never felt something like this. is like danger."
Barbara kept silence looking her; would be possible that she were developing a sixth sense; something common in animals as cats; and she had many skills of cats. "Let's go Hel, I will check you at home."
They walked to the Hummer, while; at distance a man watched her behind a tree.
* * *
That weekend late, the elevator door opened, Helena stepped out and sat on the floor taking off her shoes. She stood up hesitantly and walked in trying to be silent. It was 4 o'clock in the morning and Barbara would be listening for her. She stumbled against a table and took it with her hands to prevent it from falling. "Shhhh!" she mumbled to the table and looked around afraid so she waited a few seconds. Luckily for her Barbara was still sleeping. It was an advantage to see in the dark. She righted the table, picked up her shoes, and crept to her room, opening the door slowly.
"Something wrong?"
Helena froze when the light turned on and she heard Barbara's voice behind her. *Damn* she thought to her self. "Wrong?" she said turning and trying to act like she was not drunk "No, why?"
"Where have you been?" Barbara had her arms crossed in her chest, she knew that Helena had been to a big party and that she had drank to much; her feral eyes changed their size from small to big.
"Oh. Just having fun, you know, talking." Helena explained trying to sound sober.
"Oh I see. isn't it a little late?" the red head raised her brow.
"Oh. yea, I know." Helena felt the floor moving down her feet, she struggled tying to kept the balance. "Sorry, when I watched my watch. I back inmediatll, inmeditly. inmed."
"Im-me-dia-te-ly"
"That, sorry," she fake a yawn "I'm very tired, I can't think" Helena felt suddenly her stomach asking for a bath, she closed her mouth. Barbara wasn't scolding her, she sure didn't realize that she was drunk, but she was wrong, Barbara had realized that she was in a bad condition and she looked at her with an evil grin. "So good that you are here, I need talk with you."
"Must it be now?" Helena tried to control her self.
"Yes, it is very important."
"Okay" Helena swallowed, she began to sweat. Her stomach was screaming.
"Come with me to the kitchen." Barbara smiled looking her expression.
"Just let me go to the bath a few seconds." Helena said trying to sound normal.
"Is Something wrong?"
"Wrong? No, no. of course not" she answered moving her arms nervous.
"You are sweating."
"Yes, its too hot here." she took her blouse by the neck and pulled it, she felt sick. Her stomach was betraying her.
"Come with me." Barbara wheeled back.
"I need go to pee..." Helena tried to kept her composure. "Give me a minute."
"Oh, it is just a minute Helena."
"I need go to pee." the brunette bit her lip.
"Are you drunk?" Barbara tilted her head.
"Me? No." Helena said almost in a hurry grabbing her crotch to convince her mentor "I just need go to pee."
"Why the hurry?"
Helena put her hand to her mouth and ran to the bath. Barbara smiled and moved her head.
Helena had empty all her stomach in the toilet after a few minutes. She had her arm resting in the toilet and her other hand grabbing her stomach.
"Oh my." she mumbled.
A hand extended a towel next to her. "Feel better?" asked Barbara.
"Oh shit." Helena took the towel and rested her head over her arm. Barbara now knew.
"Just not bad words." The red head said, she looked inside the toilet "That isn't pee. How much did you drink?"
"Not much."
"Not much? I saw two bottles there at least."
Helena didn't answer, she grabbed her stomach and vomited again in the toilet.
"Well, when you finish to pee, come to the kitchen I'll give you something to your stomach." Barbara wheeled outside the bathroom. "And take a bath, you smell awful, If I light on a match you will burn the room just with your breath."
* * *
A few minutes later Helena entered in the kitchen and sat in the table crossing her arms over and resting her head on it with her hair wet and a dressing gown. Barbara was in the stove and served in a dish a plate of soup. She went to the table and put it with a spoon nest to the girl. Helena raised slowly her head.
"What is that?" she asked.
"Shrimp and sea bass with tomatoes, a kind of soup, it will help you."
"I don't want eat anything" she pushed the dish with her hand. "I hate fish."
"Cat's love fish, you like fish."
"Not tonight."
"So. you aren't drunk.." Barbara smiling preparing a cup of coffee.
"Okay, okay, I'm drunk.." Helena raised her hand.
"What happened?"
"A contest of tequila.."
"How many shots?" Barbara wheeled to the table with her cup of coffee and a plate with cookies.
"Not much.."
"How many shots Helena?" Barbara ate a cookie.
"Eighteen.."
"Eighteen?" Barbara spat the cookie "Are you nuts?"
"It was a contest." Helena smirked "I won."
"I guess, you don't let any tequila to the others. eat that, you will feel better." Barbara pointed the soup and cleaned her mouth and the table with a napkin.
"Are you sure?" Helena looked the soup with her eyes half-closed. She took the soup slowly, not convinced.
"We talked about parties." Barbara said.
"You said: 'come back on two feet and early.' I came back in my two feet and it's four AM, it's early."
"Was it a big party?" Barbara sighed, she knew that the worst punishment to Helena wasn't scolding her, was feeling sick. The kid was a difficult person and be anger with her didn't work, and less if she was drunk.
"A reunion in a bar."
"Who was your challengers?"
"Gibson and Jonathan. Gibson fell in shot number twelve and Jonathan in the seventeen."
"Gibson always loses, why does he insist?."
"He have the hope that maybe one day he would win me." Helena couldn't deny that her stomach felt a little better with the soup. She rested her back in the chair. "All was okay, the problem was Jonathan, he resisted so much."
Barbara crossed her arms on the table and looked her. "Helena you have special abilities and you have talent."
"Be a great drinker is marvelous?"
"I'll like to train you." Barbara said.
"Train me?" Helena glared to her, "train me for what?"
"To manage your powers, to be a hero."
Helena laughed loudly "You are drunk too!"
"I'm serious. Your abilities are amazing Helena, neither you know it! I'm sure you have abilities that you haven't discover yet."
Helena looked at her in silence, she fixed her eyes in hers and rolled her eyes. "Oh my. you are talking serious."
"Yes, I'm talking serious. You are fast and agile, you have the strength"
"Wait a minute wait a minute" Helena moved her head and her hands. "I'm drunk, I'm feel sick, it isn't fair you are taking advantage of me."
"You have great powers but you don't know how control your character and don't know how to manage all your strength, you will be dangerous."
"Uhh.?" the brunette raised her brow.
"Or are you going to tell me that every time you are mad you avoid taking advantage of your meta-abilities? The training is not just to teach you to defend your self or fight is to teach you to control your mind and your powers to teach you to be consciousness of your own power and to now your limitations. "
Helena sighed she knew about what Barbara was talking about. She often lost the control and was in trouble. Some time she had hit so hard a guy in a bar that annoyed her. And in the school the things weren't well, she had turned aggressive and not very friendly.
"Do you know how high you can jump?" Barbara asked.
"Does that matter?" Helena smiled with irony.
"Yes. If you don't know your limits you will kill some one or will kill your self."
"You are taking this too serious."
"I am just asking you to think about it. I can teach you, you will be a great crime fighter."
"As my father no? Forget it." Helena cleaned her mouth and stood up from the table, all moved around and she took the back of the chair to kept her balance.
"Helena. Just think about it." Barbara said.
"I don't want be like him"
"You are not going to be like him, you have your own personality."
"Barbara. I'm drunk, you are right, punish me but don't ask me that." Helena moved her head.
"Okay," Barbara raised her brows "two months no party's no exits the weekends, I want to see you here at 8 PM and you will work those 2 months as a volunteer in the School library."
"That is unfair!" Helena protested.
"You have 17." Barbara said.
"18 in ten months." Helena gave her a funny face.
"Ha, ha, anyway. It's illegal that you drink. Take it or." Barbara took a sip of her coffee.
"Are you blackmailing me???"
"Take it as you wish.. Think about training or punishment.." Barbara smiled.
"Okay. Okay. You win." Helena tried to exit of the kitchen but she stumbled against a chair and fell to the floor, Barbara cover her mouth to avoid laugh. Helena stood up immediately "I'm okay, I'm okay" Barbara followed her with her gaze smiling, she could be a great crime fighter, she know that, she could smell that, she just need a guide, orientation, and. she must do it, because her strong character and her anger would take her easily to be like her mother. Helena walked to her room bumping against the walls lightly.
"Barbara" Helena interrupted her thoughts; she smiled seeing her. "Are you going to stay?"
Barbara looked her watch "Oh, it's late, lets go. Help me with this. How was your day?"
Helena helped her to put some books in the shelves. "Great, the only bad point of day was Stuart Thomsen; you know, he thinks is the most beautiful man in earth. I want to like kick him sometimes."
Barbara laughed closing her books "There's always a kid like that in all groups." Helena put her elbows in the desk where Bab's was and said to her in low voice "Hey Barbara you know Mr. Loeb, from fifth period English class."
"Yes, why?" she continued preparing her things to leave.
"Have you notice that he is something strange?"
"Strange?"
"Sometimes he acts as a woman."
"Helena please!" Barbara rolled her eyes.
"Everybody talks about that." Helena said.
"Everybody includes you, let's go." Barbara wheeled to the door.
"Me? Why me?"
Barbara and Helena laughed walking to the parking lot. Helena felt danger, her eyes changed and she stop suddenly in the sidewalk, Barbara turned to see her; she noticed her cat eyes.
"What happen?" Barbara asked; usually Helena's eyes only changed in the dark or when she was mad or scared; but not with out reason. "Better cover your eyes, are feral, this place is full of students."
The girl took off her bag her sunglasses and put it while she looked around "I feel something strange, something wrong."
Barbara looked around too, but there was many students walking in the parking lot and gardens. "What do you feel?"
"I never felt something like this. is like danger."
Barbara kept silence looking her; would be possible that she were developing a sixth sense; something common in animals as cats; and she had many skills of cats. "Let's go Hel, I will check you at home."
They walked to the Hummer, while; at distance a man watched her behind a tree.
* * *
That weekend late, the elevator door opened, Helena stepped out and sat on the floor taking off her shoes. She stood up hesitantly and walked in trying to be silent. It was 4 o'clock in the morning and Barbara would be listening for her. She stumbled against a table and took it with her hands to prevent it from falling. "Shhhh!" she mumbled to the table and looked around afraid so she waited a few seconds. Luckily for her Barbara was still sleeping. It was an advantage to see in the dark. She righted the table, picked up her shoes, and crept to her room, opening the door slowly.
"Something wrong?"
Helena froze when the light turned on and she heard Barbara's voice behind her. *Damn* she thought to her self. "Wrong?" she said turning and trying to act like she was not drunk "No, why?"
"Where have you been?" Barbara had her arms crossed in her chest, she knew that Helena had been to a big party and that she had drank to much; her feral eyes changed their size from small to big.
"Oh. Just having fun, you know, talking." Helena explained trying to sound sober.
"Oh I see. isn't it a little late?" the red head raised her brow.
"Oh. yea, I know." Helena felt the floor moving down her feet, she struggled tying to kept the balance. "Sorry, when I watched my watch. I back inmediatll, inmeditly. inmed."
"Im-me-dia-te-ly"
"That, sorry," she fake a yawn "I'm very tired, I can't think" Helena felt suddenly her stomach asking for a bath, she closed her mouth. Barbara wasn't scolding her, she sure didn't realize that she was drunk, but she was wrong, Barbara had realized that she was in a bad condition and she looked at her with an evil grin. "So good that you are here, I need talk with you."
"Must it be now?" Helena tried to control her self.
"Yes, it is very important."
"Okay" Helena swallowed, she began to sweat. Her stomach was screaming.
"Come with me to the kitchen." Barbara smiled looking her expression.
"Just let me go to the bath a few seconds." Helena said trying to sound normal.
"Is Something wrong?"
"Wrong? No, no. of course not" she answered moving her arms nervous.
"You are sweating."
"Yes, its too hot here." she took her blouse by the neck and pulled it, she felt sick. Her stomach was betraying her.
"Come with me." Barbara wheeled back.
"I need go to pee..." Helena tried to kept her composure. "Give me a minute."
"Oh, it is just a minute Helena."
"I need go to pee." the brunette bit her lip.
"Are you drunk?" Barbara tilted her head.
"Me? No." Helena said almost in a hurry grabbing her crotch to convince her mentor "I just need go to pee."
"Why the hurry?"
Helena put her hand to her mouth and ran to the bath. Barbara smiled and moved her head.
Helena had empty all her stomach in the toilet after a few minutes. She had her arm resting in the toilet and her other hand grabbing her stomach.
"Oh my." she mumbled.
A hand extended a towel next to her. "Feel better?" asked Barbara.
"Oh shit." Helena took the towel and rested her head over her arm. Barbara now knew.
"Just not bad words." The red head said, she looked inside the toilet "That isn't pee. How much did you drink?"
"Not much."
"Not much? I saw two bottles there at least."
Helena didn't answer, she grabbed her stomach and vomited again in the toilet.
"Well, when you finish to pee, come to the kitchen I'll give you something to your stomach." Barbara wheeled outside the bathroom. "And take a bath, you smell awful, If I light on a match you will burn the room just with your breath."
* * *
A few minutes later Helena entered in the kitchen and sat in the table crossing her arms over and resting her head on it with her hair wet and a dressing gown. Barbara was in the stove and served in a dish a plate of soup. She went to the table and put it with a spoon nest to the girl. Helena raised slowly her head.
"What is that?" she asked.
"Shrimp and sea bass with tomatoes, a kind of soup, it will help you."
"I don't want eat anything" she pushed the dish with her hand. "I hate fish."
"Cat's love fish, you like fish."
"Not tonight."
"So. you aren't drunk.." Barbara smiling preparing a cup of coffee.
"Okay, okay, I'm drunk.." Helena raised her hand.
"What happened?"
"A contest of tequila.."
"How many shots?" Barbara wheeled to the table with her cup of coffee and a plate with cookies.
"Not much.."
"How many shots Helena?" Barbara ate a cookie.
"Eighteen.."
"Eighteen?" Barbara spat the cookie "Are you nuts?"
"It was a contest." Helena smirked "I won."
"I guess, you don't let any tequila to the others. eat that, you will feel better." Barbara pointed the soup and cleaned her mouth and the table with a napkin.
"Are you sure?" Helena looked the soup with her eyes half-closed. She took the soup slowly, not convinced.
"We talked about parties." Barbara said.
"You said: 'come back on two feet and early.' I came back in my two feet and it's four AM, it's early."
"Was it a big party?" Barbara sighed, she knew that the worst punishment to Helena wasn't scolding her, was feeling sick. The kid was a difficult person and be anger with her didn't work, and less if she was drunk.
"A reunion in a bar."
"Who was your challengers?"
"Gibson and Jonathan. Gibson fell in shot number twelve and Jonathan in the seventeen."
"Gibson always loses, why does he insist?."
"He have the hope that maybe one day he would win me." Helena couldn't deny that her stomach felt a little better with the soup. She rested her back in the chair. "All was okay, the problem was Jonathan, he resisted so much."
Barbara crossed her arms on the table and looked her. "Helena you have special abilities and you have talent."
"Be a great drinker is marvelous?"
"I'll like to train you." Barbara said.
"Train me?" Helena glared to her, "train me for what?"
"To manage your powers, to be a hero."
Helena laughed loudly "You are drunk too!"
"I'm serious. Your abilities are amazing Helena, neither you know it! I'm sure you have abilities that you haven't discover yet."
Helena looked at her in silence, she fixed her eyes in hers and rolled her eyes. "Oh my. you are talking serious."
"Yes, I'm talking serious. You are fast and agile, you have the strength"
"Wait a minute wait a minute" Helena moved her head and her hands. "I'm drunk, I'm feel sick, it isn't fair you are taking advantage of me."
"You have great powers but you don't know how control your character and don't know how to manage all your strength, you will be dangerous."
"Uhh.?" the brunette raised her brow.
"Or are you going to tell me that every time you are mad you avoid taking advantage of your meta-abilities? The training is not just to teach you to defend your self or fight is to teach you to control your mind and your powers to teach you to be consciousness of your own power and to now your limitations. "
Helena sighed she knew about what Barbara was talking about. She often lost the control and was in trouble. Some time she had hit so hard a guy in a bar that annoyed her. And in the school the things weren't well, she had turned aggressive and not very friendly.
"Do you know how high you can jump?" Barbara asked.
"Does that matter?" Helena smiled with irony.
"Yes. If you don't know your limits you will kill some one or will kill your self."
"You are taking this too serious."
"I am just asking you to think about it. I can teach you, you will be a great crime fighter."
"As my father no? Forget it." Helena cleaned her mouth and stood up from the table, all moved around and she took the back of the chair to kept her balance.
"Helena. Just think about it." Barbara said.
"I don't want be like him"
"You are not going to be like him, you have your own personality."
"Barbara. I'm drunk, you are right, punish me but don't ask me that." Helena moved her head.
"Okay," Barbara raised her brows "two months no party's no exits the weekends, I want to see you here at 8 PM and you will work those 2 months as a volunteer in the School library."
"That is unfair!" Helena protested.
"You have 17." Barbara said.
"18 in ten months." Helena gave her a funny face.
"Ha, ha, anyway. It's illegal that you drink. Take it or." Barbara took a sip of her coffee.
"Are you blackmailing me???"
"Take it as you wish.. Think about training or punishment.." Barbara smiled.
"Okay. Okay. You win." Helena tried to exit of the kitchen but she stumbled against a chair and fell to the floor, Barbara cover her mouth to avoid laugh. Helena stood up immediately "I'm okay, I'm okay" Barbara followed her with her gaze smiling, she could be a great crime fighter, she know that, she could smell that, she just need a guide, orientation, and. she must do it, because her strong character and her anger would take her easily to be like her mother. Helena walked to her room bumping against the walls lightly.