"We never meant to hurt you!" cried Whitney as she stared wide eyed at the
knife.
Heidi laughed to herself as she took the end of the blade in her hand. She carefully controlled the water's form as she lifted the knife above her shoulder.
"Heidi!" the girls screamed as they watched her getting ready to throw the knife at them.
Slowly, Heidi drew back her arm and with all her anger built up inside, she sent the knife sailing into the air between them. The knife twirled over and over like a speeding bullet as it came straight for Whitney's chest.
Everything slowed to a stop for Heidi as she felt the water seeming to run through her as she controlled it in the air. She could hear her heart beating in her chest as she lowered her arm from the throw. She looked at the expressions on the girl's face. Their mouths hung open as they screamed at the knife coming straight for them. She closed her eyes and while every part of her wanted to impale the girl with the sharp object, she thought to herself firmly, "This is not who I am."
And with that, everything returned to normal speed as the girls screamed in fright. Suddenly, the knife burst from the narrow shape it had taken form of into a burst of water coming for them. The girls huddled together and screamed as the water exploded over them.
Whitney, now wet, looked up at Heidi terrified. "You're a,"
"Freak!" finished one of the brunettes clinging to Whitney.
"Mutant!" Whitney cried shaking with fear.
Those words cut through Heidi just like that knife had been ready to cut through Whitney and Heidi felt her face getting hot.
"Hey!" someone called from down the hall, interrupting them. It was a man, a teacher.
Whitney stole a glance back at Heidi and said mockingly, "Wait 'till Principal Richardson hears about this!" And with that, the four girls rushed past the man, throwing Heidi's book bag on the floor in front of her. Heidi stooped down to pick it up when she noticed her water bottle on the floor. She quickly snatched it and stood up as the man's footsteps came closer.
"What's going on?" he asked her, peering down through his glasses at the redhead.
"Oh," she said standing up fighting the tears that were coming, "it's nothing." She clutched the strap of her book bag nervously as she quietly placed her water bottle inside the bag.
"Didn't sound like nothing," said the man quickly. He looked over at the water on the floor where the girls had been standing.
"Did you see?" asked Heidi quickly zipping up her bag quickly as she looked past him towards the stairs.
"I heard!" he said back in a gruff voice, placing his hands on his waist.
"Why don't you ask them about it then," she said walking past the man quickly as he turned to watch her run hastily but lightly down the steps.
Heidi reached the bottom of the steps just in time to hear a door down the hall swing shut and the patter of feet along the floor. The principal's office was down that way and Heidi swallowed hard as she stole quickly out the double doors of the main entrance and down the concrete steps of the school.
Hundreds of questions ran through Heidi's head as she dashed across the street. "What was she to do now? What were people going to think of her? How would her family treat her? What would they even do? Would she be able to go to school again?"
Not many people had been aware of Heidi's mutant powers until now. She had kept it hidden so well for the three years ever since she had turned thirteen. Her father didn't know and she didn't have any friends to tell. For possibly the hundredth time, Heidi Montgomery felt incredibly alone. She felt as though she should be used to it by now.
Ever since her mother had died two years ago, Heidi had never had friends. She didn't even talk much to her father anymore. Her mother had been the only friend Heidi had ever had in her life.
"I am a freak," she said to herself as she walked through an alley. She trudged through the puddles as she started crying, fighting hard to blink away the tears. "You were the only one who ever cared, Mom," she said sobbing.
She stood leaning against the building as she peered down at the muddy gravel dotted with large puddles everywhere. She stared at a puddle that lay right in front of her as she softly moved her hand above it.
The water instantly became flat and reflected Heidi's sad face. Her eyes and nose were red and her face was blotchy with tears streaming down her cheeks. Her messy red hair was frizzy and hung in her eyes, but she was beautiful nonetheless. "I look just like you, Mom," she said softly wiping the tears away with the back of her hand.
Heidi laughed to herself as she took the end of the blade in her hand. She carefully controlled the water's form as she lifted the knife above her shoulder.
"Heidi!" the girls screamed as they watched her getting ready to throw the knife at them.
Slowly, Heidi drew back her arm and with all her anger built up inside, she sent the knife sailing into the air between them. The knife twirled over and over like a speeding bullet as it came straight for Whitney's chest.
Everything slowed to a stop for Heidi as she felt the water seeming to run through her as she controlled it in the air. She could hear her heart beating in her chest as she lowered her arm from the throw. She looked at the expressions on the girl's face. Their mouths hung open as they screamed at the knife coming straight for them. She closed her eyes and while every part of her wanted to impale the girl with the sharp object, she thought to herself firmly, "This is not who I am."
And with that, everything returned to normal speed as the girls screamed in fright. Suddenly, the knife burst from the narrow shape it had taken form of into a burst of water coming for them. The girls huddled together and screamed as the water exploded over them.
Whitney, now wet, looked up at Heidi terrified. "You're a,"
"Freak!" finished one of the brunettes clinging to Whitney.
"Mutant!" Whitney cried shaking with fear.
Those words cut through Heidi just like that knife had been ready to cut through Whitney and Heidi felt her face getting hot.
"Hey!" someone called from down the hall, interrupting them. It was a man, a teacher.
Whitney stole a glance back at Heidi and said mockingly, "Wait 'till Principal Richardson hears about this!" And with that, the four girls rushed past the man, throwing Heidi's book bag on the floor in front of her. Heidi stooped down to pick it up when she noticed her water bottle on the floor. She quickly snatched it and stood up as the man's footsteps came closer.
"What's going on?" he asked her, peering down through his glasses at the redhead.
"Oh," she said standing up fighting the tears that were coming, "it's nothing." She clutched the strap of her book bag nervously as she quietly placed her water bottle inside the bag.
"Didn't sound like nothing," said the man quickly. He looked over at the water on the floor where the girls had been standing.
"Did you see?" asked Heidi quickly zipping up her bag quickly as she looked past him towards the stairs.
"I heard!" he said back in a gruff voice, placing his hands on his waist.
"Why don't you ask them about it then," she said walking past the man quickly as he turned to watch her run hastily but lightly down the steps.
Heidi reached the bottom of the steps just in time to hear a door down the hall swing shut and the patter of feet along the floor. The principal's office was down that way and Heidi swallowed hard as she stole quickly out the double doors of the main entrance and down the concrete steps of the school.
Hundreds of questions ran through Heidi's head as she dashed across the street. "What was she to do now? What were people going to think of her? How would her family treat her? What would they even do? Would she be able to go to school again?"
Not many people had been aware of Heidi's mutant powers until now. She had kept it hidden so well for the three years ever since she had turned thirteen. Her father didn't know and she didn't have any friends to tell. For possibly the hundredth time, Heidi Montgomery felt incredibly alone. She felt as though she should be used to it by now.
Ever since her mother had died two years ago, Heidi had never had friends. She didn't even talk much to her father anymore. Her mother had been the only friend Heidi had ever had in her life.
"I am a freak," she said to herself as she walked through an alley. She trudged through the puddles as she started crying, fighting hard to blink away the tears. "You were the only one who ever cared, Mom," she said sobbing.
She stood leaning against the building as she peered down at the muddy gravel dotted with large puddles everywhere. She stared at a puddle that lay right in front of her as she softly moved her hand above it.
The water instantly became flat and reflected Heidi's sad face. Her eyes and nose were red and her face was blotchy with tears streaming down her cheeks. Her messy red hair was frizzy and hung in her eyes, but she was beautiful nonetheless. "I look just like you, Mom," she said softly wiping the tears away with the back of her hand.