The next day at school, Nat found me straightaway.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"So?"
"So what?" I said.
"So what happened with you and Angel? Come on girl, I want details," she said excitedly.
"Nothing happened," I said smiling, "We just talked.
"Yeah, then why are you smiling like you're remembering something good?"
"Coincidence?" I said, just as Angel walked up behind me.
"Not talking about me I hope," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
"You wish," I said. I felt his arms come around me, and his scent filled my head.
"I've been hearing some stuff going around school about you two," Zack said, walking up and giving Natalie a quick kiss.
"I wonder who spread those rumors," I said sarcastically. Nat gave me a guilty look.
"Oh, and Luke's been spreading that you're some kind of animal, and that we should stay away from you," he continued, giving me a "you-have-got- to-be-kidding-me" look.
I felt Angel stiffen behind me. His hand pressed on my stomach, warning me. I put my hand over his, assuring his that I had it covered.
"Oh really," I said, returning Zack's gaze. "Please don't tell me you actually believe him?"
"Uh no," Natalie said. The bell rang for morning classes to begin. Nat and I separated from the guys and headed to Math.

"Excuse me, Mr. Marchaud?" said a voice over the intercom.
"Yes?"
"Do you have Sydney Bourque?"
"Yes."
"Could you send her to the principal's office? It's urgent."
"She's on her way," said Mr. Marchaud, as the intercom went off.
I stood up and left the room. A few seconds later, I was standing in front of the principal's office. I knocked.
"Come in," said Mr. Bourgeois, the principal.
I walked in to find him seated behind his desk.
"You wanted to see me sir?" I said, trying to sound polite.
"I have been informed of the most unusual thing," he said, his eyes boring into mine, "Someone has told me that you are some kind of creature. They said you could do this thing with your eyes, make them glow gold. Is this true?"
I wanted to tell him the truth, just to scare him and get a good laugh. Oh how I wanted too, but I decided against it.
"Do you think it's true sir?" I asked him instead.
"Now I'm not sure. You're a bright student. Not the top of your class, but bright nonetheless. I'd have to say no, I don't believe it's true. But, I still have to test you."
"How long is this going to take?" I said, getting nervous. I wondered if my mutated DNA would show up in whatever they were going to do.
"Not long. All we need is some blood," he said. I froze. My DNA would definitely show up in that. I paled. "Is something wrong? You look a little white."
"Just nervous. I get queasy at the sight of blood," I said. That was such a lie. I'd probably seen more blood than a surgeon had in a lifetime. But again, he didn't need to know that.
He nodded, showing his concern. "This way," he said, leading me to the nurse's office. I sat down in a lab chair, and the nurse came in.
It was over in like a minute. There was no time to act scared. All they did was fill a tube, and I was sent back to class.

When the lunch bell rang, I was so happy to get out of class. I needed to see Angel, I needed his touch, and I needed to tell him about what happened.
I spotted him across the grounds and started running towards him, leaving Natalie far behind.
"Hey," he said. Then he took a good look at my face. "What's wrong?"
"They're going to find out about me." I showed him my arm. Realization came over his features, as he understood what I was saying.
"What's going on you guys?" Nat said, coming up to us with Zack hand- in-hand.
"Nothing," I said quickly. I looked at Angel, showing him a flash of golden eyes, warning him not to say anything.
Nat eyed me, trying to figure out if I was lying or not. "So, how did it go with the principal?"
"Let's just say Luke's story got back to him, and he wanted to prove that I wasn't an animal."
She stole a glance at my arm. "Are they allowed to do that?" she said.
I shrugged and reached for Angel's hand. His fingers tickled my palm, teasing me.
"Are you telling us the truth?" Zack asked me suddenly.
I switched my gaze to him, wondering how he had come to that conclusion. My eyes searched his, wanting an answer.
"Do you think I'm lying?" I asked him.
His eyes adopted a faraway look, like his mind was somewhere else. I saw them dilate, and that was the last piece of information I needed. I knew what he was, a telepath.
So, how long have you been keeping this from Nat? I thought to him.
He picked up on it, his eyes widening in realization. I knew his secret. I felt him probe my mind gently.
A Feral, huh? He thought. My eyes gave him the answer. Does Nat know?
No, but Angel does.
He searched my mind. Your mate?
Yes.
I see.
I felt him leave, and checked his eyes. They were back to normal.
"No, I don't think you're lying," Zack said, "I was just testing you."
"Testing her?" I heard Angel say. Zack shrugged.
"See ya'll in class," I said suddenly, trying to get away. I led Angel to a picnic table.
"What is he? I know he's not normal. It's like he knows too much," he asked me.
"I can't tell you," I confessed as we sat down.
"Why not?" he pouted,
"For the same reason I can't tell Nat about me," I said, catching his lips in a kiss.
"Wait," he said, breaking away, "Does that mean he's a-"
"Mutant?" I whispered into his ear. I climbed onto his lap and put my arms around his neck. "He's a telepath."
"A telepath?" he said, surprised. "I would've never thought."
"Their eyes dilate whenever they enter someone's mind. That's how I knew," I told him.
"Interesting. So, what did I do to get you to tell me this?" he said, kissing me.
I relaxed as his arms came around me. The question went unanswered until the bell rang five minutes later. "That's what you did," I whispered as I opened my eyes.
He smiled, and lifted me off his lap to the ground. "Class time, unfortunately," he said. I laughed as we walked to class together, the only class we shared.

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