Chapter 6

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"Don't be scared Otto. These are just to monitor your heart rate, body temprature and levels of stress during your performance today." Breezy told him, attaching the last wire near his temple. "If any problems arise, just yell out okay?"

Otto nodded in reply, watching as Breezy walked out of the room. There was a bunch of objects on a table and a few beside it, including a TV and a Christmas tree, not yet decorated. Looking at the tree reminded Otto of what he lost, and anger welled up inside of him. A glass on the table shattered.

"Is everything okay in there?" A voice said through an intercom. "Try to control it Otto, that's why you're here. Levitate the pencil on the table. Just the pencil."

Otto looked at the pencil and concentrated, willing his anger away, he levitated it perfectly. Next he was asked to levitate heavier items and turn on a radio. Then came to the TV.

"Okay, you're doing fine. Now, can you turn on the television set?" The voice said. When Otto did as he was told, though only minor sparks were admitted from the set, the voice came back again. "Good, now this is a test to see how well you can control where objects go. The box next to the Christmas tree holds decorations. You know what to do."

"Christmas. What a joke. Family and love my ass." Otto mumbled. This threw him off and the decorations flew out of the box as though a miniture bomb was planted in there. A string of lights began to flash, then popped one by one, just like back at home. "Okay focus." Otto told himself. Willing all the decorations to go to the tree, but instead the force of the flying decorations knocked down the tree.

"Okay, that will do for now. Same time tomorrow."

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Instead of going to dinner, Otto went to his room and lay back on his bed. He was sure that he would be in control, that he could get out, but then weighed up the possibilities and figured that if anger threw his abilities off, then maybe it was better he stayed. "I might never go home." He said aloud. "What normal person can get over their family dumping them at Christmas."

"Talking to yourself is the first sign of madness, or ability to communicate with the dead." Billie said from the doorway. "I didn't see you at dinner, so I came back to get you. How was your first time in the lab?"

"Okay, until I lost control trying to decorate a Christmas tree. I have to say, it wasn't really what I expected." Otto said, sitting up.

"Yeah, movies are funny that way and atleast you're not isolated from everyone. Some people are so out of control they basically go insane. Mainly telepaths who hear too much." Billie picked up a photo frame on the floor. "This your family?"

"If you can call them that. I guess Raymundo wanted to remind me that they care. Instead it just reminds me of everyone who sent me here. I know what you're thinking, get over it Otto."

"No. I don't blame you. I would be the same if I found out something like that, at a time like this." She put the photo face down on his table. "So, are you coming to eat with us or not?"

"I don't think so. Not really hungry right now. Tell Jack I'll see him tomorrow." Otto told her.

"You're obviously upset and pissed off at something. I want to stay with you and make sure you're okay. Though, if you want to be alone, I totally respect that." Billie turned towards the door.

"Wait. If you don't mind. You can stay."

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Jack sat alone at one of the tables. Emily brought over her tray and sat with him. "You shouldn't wait for them. They're not coming. So don't bother telling me to move."

Jack knew there was no point in saying that he wasn't going to, Emily would know he was lying. "Why do you want to sit with me anyway? There's plenty of other spots."

"This will be one of my last chances to sit with you. You're going home really soon. Speaking of last chances, have you talked to Billie about how much you love her?" Emily made kissy faces at him.

"That's none of your business anyway. Plus, your six. What would you know about love or liking someone for that matter?" Jack asked, with a mouthful of mashed potato.

"I know that Billie likes Otto. Makes sense since both of them could blow stuff up." Emily said, casually. "Why would you want to go with her anyway. She's mean. Do you know the reason both of them were sent here?"

"I don't want to know. She's not in love with Otto. They barely know each other. Pull your psychic games on someone else, I'm not in the mood."

Emily stood up and looked him right in the eyes. She may have been younger, but wasn't completely clueless like others her age. She started to walk away, Jack read her last thought.

'What an idiot, if Billie liked him, why is she with Otto, knowing very well Jack is waiting here.'

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Breezy drove around the town of Ocean Shores. It was dark, so she couldn't see that well. She stopped at the side of the road and picked up her cell phone, dialing her sisters number.

"Anna, this is Bree. We need to talk. Where are you?" She wrote down the directions for where Anna was staying, driving there really quickley. She spotted the building and the mirror image of herself standing out front and parked the car.

"Bree. How have you been? It's been a while, especially for us." Anna hugged her sister. Breezy didn't hug her back. "What? To cool to hug your sister?"

"I need to know if you've been using my name. There is a kid at my research facility who knows me, or rather you. What's going on Anna?" Breezy sat down on a bench.

Anna's heart beat fast. "He's with you? You have to let me see him!"

"Why is Otto so important to you?" Bree asked, then developed a theory. "Oh my god. Your baby. It didn't die at birth did it? Otto is your son. I can see it now, he looks a lot like James and obviously inherited your skating talents."

"You wouldn't understand! I made a mistake. One fucking mistake! I was a married parent at nineteen. I wasn't smart like you. We didn't have a choice but to give him up, we were better off without him and he was better off without us, atleast until he found out he was adopted."

"Of all the shallow things in the world. Abandoning your child and then pretending to be me just to be safe while seeing him." Bree stood over her sister. "Obviously now you know what he cant do."

"I know. I also know that it was shallow and I have been regetting it for years. Sure, I was angry and frustrated when I abandoned him, yes Bree I was a bitch. But he was better off. Let me see him, just once." Anna was crying, she put her head in her hands and wailed.

"I can't believe I even came here, hoping to find out why you used my name. Now I find out you've outdone yourself and abandoned Otto. If you want to know how he is, well when he's not angry he's upset." Bree walked back to her car. "I'll talk to you when I've calmed down, it's just shocking to find out that you of all people would do that. The best way to see Otto is to tell everyone the truth. Maybe they'll cut you some slack."

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Twister woke up in his room, smiling. Looking around, he realised he must have been more happy and excited then he originally thought. His room was more of a mess than usual. "Oh well, I guess I'll go see Squid now. Reggie's probably still not over Otto. Geez, if it's not him beating me in pretty much everything, he has to have a more dramatic and attention seeking life." Twister rolled his eyes. "Then again, why see Sam. He'll probably go on about how Otto has powers and how they're so amazing. Little does he know that once again, he's not that best at everything. Atleast I'm in control."

Twister looked at the pile of clothes on the floor, they all flew into the open closet. The cd's and books on the floor went back up on his desk. "Should try and stop levitating stuff in my sleep though." He stood up and yawned, preparing for a day of skating. "Destroying the Christmas tree was the best idea ever. Come to think of it, it's probably my only one."

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Christmas Day came fast and Otto watched his new friend Jack packing up his things. "I heard you were leaving. That's great man, you get to go home for Christmas."

"Then again, you know at Christmas no-one ever gets what they truely want." Jack said, trying not to sound too angry. "Sorry to leave you hanging, but it's not like you'll be completely alone."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Otto asked.

"Thanks Otto. I'm glad you care." Billie said sarcastically as she walked in the room. "Heard you were leaving Jack. It's been fun. You have to write us while we're in here. Then meet up when we're all out okay? You know I'll miss you, right?"

"Not as much as I'll miss you." Jack said quietly, finally turning around to look at them. "Well I have to go wait for my parents. Bye guys, I'll see you around. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas." Billie said back, watching him leave. Otto noticed her eyes water.

"Is everything okay?" Otto asked, putting a compassionate hand on her shoulder. "I guess that's a lame question. If you want, I'll go."

Billie went and shut the door, sitting down against the wall. "No. Please stay."

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So there's the next chapter of this. Hopefully a lot better than the last one. Yeah, there will be some Otto x Billie stuff in future chapters, but if I don't change the way im going to end it, it helps the story along. But it will not take over the plot or anything.

MGP