"Where were you last night? I called you like twenty times," Nat told me.
We were in class and the teacher was giving us a lecture.
"I was out," I said, avoiding her eyes.
"At one in the morning?"
"Why are you calling me at one in the morning?"
"I wanted to talk."
"About?"
"You and Angel."
At Angel's name, my hand flew to my stomach. "What about me and Angel?"
"The basics."
"Like?"
"How far ya'll have gone, stuff like that."
"We've gone pretty far," I said quietly to myself.
Nat picked up on it. "Yeah, but ya'll haven't actually done it yet."
My eyes gave it away before I could avert my gaze.
"What! Ya'll have had sex?!"
I held up two fingers.
"Twice?!"
I nodded. I turned my attention to the teacher and ignored Nat. For the rest of the class I could see her trying to get my attention out of the corner of my eye.
"So, when were you going to tell me about this?" Natalie asked me after class while we were walking toward our lunch table. "I mean, me and Zack haven't even gone that far."
"Well, the first time was a must, and the second time we got caught up in the moment."
"So the second time was last night?"
"Yes," I said, thinking of the life that was growing inside of me. I looked up to find Nat's eyes dilated. Why are all of my friends mutants? I thought, directing the question at Natalie.
Really? We're all mutants?
Yep.
Well, that explains the days absent every month she thought as she found out what type of mutant I was.
Very funny. I felt her search through my thoughts and memories. She stopped suddenly and I felt the memory of last night come to the front.
Oh my God!
What? I thought, knowing already what it was about.
You're pregnant!
Yeah, so how come you never searched my mind before?
I don't know. I guess I didn't want to invade your privacy. Now stop avoiding the subject! What's your mom going to say?
The truth hit me with a bang. I-was-having-Angel's-baby. Shit! -There's that word again I thought. A hand on my back brought me back to reality.
"Angel," I breathed, turning around and laying my head on his chest. I felt his arms come around me as I took deep breaths.
"Relax," I heard him say. He glanced around, making sure no one besides Nat was looking. He put a hand on my forehead. It glowed red, and I felt the stress and tension leave my body. I silently thanked him as he hugged me.
"You'll never believe this," I said, "Nat's a telepath too."
He nodded his head. "So we're all 'different'."
"Yep, although I could've sword my best friend was normal. How did you not give yourself away?" I asked her, turning around in Angel's arms.
"I don't know. Though I bet it's a lot easier to keep my powers a secret than yours. Yours are physical while mine are mental. Mental you can't see with your eyes."
"Too true."
"And to think they used to call us the lovebirds," Zack said, walking over and standing by his girlfriend. They looked at each other, their eyes dilating at the same time.
"This might take a while," I said.
It was fun to watch Zack's expressions and actions as Natalie told him about Angel and me. You could tell when she got to the part about the baby because his eyes got wide and he snuck a glance at me.
"By the way," I said to Angel while the silent conversation was going on, "if it's a girl we're naming her Tru Michelle."
"You have names picked out already?" he asked. I shrugged. "With your last name or mine?"
"I don't care," I said.
We looked up to see that they had finished talking.
"Done so soon?" I asked.
"I couldn't take it any longer. I had to start yelling at you. What were you thinking?!"
"I don't know. Why don't you tell me, you're the one that can read minds!" I yelled back.
Angel had to hold me back to keep me from throwing myself at him.
"Somebody could've heard you," he told me.
And in fact, someone did. They had seen and heard everything, and they were on their way to the principal's office. We were so caught up in our own conversations that we hadn't checked for spies.
"Sydney Bourque, Angel Mayter, Natalie Portman, and Zachary Taylor, please report to the principal's office," the intercom said fifteen minutes later.
"This isn't good," I said.
"You're not kidding."
We didn't even knock, just waltzed right into Mr. Bourgeois's office. I was in front.
"You called?" I said.
"Sit down." We sat in the four chairs that were facing his desk.
"Look, I'm really not in the mood. So, can we just get this over with and leave?" I said.
"Maybe, maybe not. All I know is, if you don't want that child of yours to get hurt, you better not say another word," he said threateningly.
That shut me up. Nothing's more protective than a Feral mother when she has an unborn child.
"What do you want?" Angel said, speaking up.
"I want you out of this school and away from the other students."
"Why? Not scared of us, are you?" said Zack.
"Not a bit."
I let my eyes turn Feral. My animal side was just waiting to be released. I was ready to fight, if it was necessary. I saw Mr. Bourgeois press a button underneath his desk.
Security I thought. I heard the door open, the snapping of fingers, and the whizzing by of four tranq darts before I blacked out.
We were in class and the teacher was giving us a lecture.
"I was out," I said, avoiding her eyes.
"At one in the morning?"
"Why are you calling me at one in the morning?"
"I wanted to talk."
"About?"
"You and Angel."
At Angel's name, my hand flew to my stomach. "What about me and Angel?"
"The basics."
"Like?"
"How far ya'll have gone, stuff like that."
"We've gone pretty far," I said quietly to myself.
Nat picked up on it. "Yeah, but ya'll haven't actually done it yet."
My eyes gave it away before I could avert my gaze.
"What! Ya'll have had sex?!"
I held up two fingers.
"Twice?!"
I nodded. I turned my attention to the teacher and ignored Nat. For the rest of the class I could see her trying to get my attention out of the corner of my eye.
"So, when were you going to tell me about this?" Natalie asked me after class while we were walking toward our lunch table. "I mean, me and Zack haven't even gone that far."
"Well, the first time was a must, and the second time we got caught up in the moment."
"So the second time was last night?"
"Yes," I said, thinking of the life that was growing inside of me. I looked up to find Nat's eyes dilated. Why are all of my friends mutants? I thought, directing the question at Natalie.
Really? We're all mutants?
Yep.
Well, that explains the days absent every month she thought as she found out what type of mutant I was.
Very funny. I felt her search through my thoughts and memories. She stopped suddenly and I felt the memory of last night come to the front.
Oh my God!
What? I thought, knowing already what it was about.
You're pregnant!
Yeah, so how come you never searched my mind before?
I don't know. I guess I didn't want to invade your privacy. Now stop avoiding the subject! What's your mom going to say?
The truth hit me with a bang. I-was-having-Angel's-baby. Shit! -There's that word again I thought. A hand on my back brought me back to reality.
"Angel," I breathed, turning around and laying my head on his chest. I felt his arms come around me as I took deep breaths.
"Relax," I heard him say. He glanced around, making sure no one besides Nat was looking. He put a hand on my forehead. It glowed red, and I felt the stress and tension leave my body. I silently thanked him as he hugged me.
"You'll never believe this," I said, "Nat's a telepath too."
He nodded his head. "So we're all 'different'."
"Yep, although I could've sword my best friend was normal. How did you not give yourself away?" I asked her, turning around in Angel's arms.
"I don't know. Though I bet it's a lot easier to keep my powers a secret than yours. Yours are physical while mine are mental. Mental you can't see with your eyes."
"Too true."
"And to think they used to call us the lovebirds," Zack said, walking over and standing by his girlfriend. They looked at each other, their eyes dilating at the same time.
"This might take a while," I said.
It was fun to watch Zack's expressions and actions as Natalie told him about Angel and me. You could tell when she got to the part about the baby because his eyes got wide and he snuck a glance at me.
"By the way," I said to Angel while the silent conversation was going on, "if it's a girl we're naming her Tru Michelle."
"You have names picked out already?" he asked. I shrugged. "With your last name or mine?"
"I don't care," I said.
We looked up to see that they had finished talking.
"Done so soon?" I asked.
"I couldn't take it any longer. I had to start yelling at you. What were you thinking?!"
"I don't know. Why don't you tell me, you're the one that can read minds!" I yelled back.
Angel had to hold me back to keep me from throwing myself at him.
"Somebody could've heard you," he told me.
And in fact, someone did. They had seen and heard everything, and they were on their way to the principal's office. We were so caught up in our own conversations that we hadn't checked for spies.
"Sydney Bourque, Angel Mayter, Natalie Portman, and Zachary Taylor, please report to the principal's office," the intercom said fifteen minutes later.
"This isn't good," I said.
"You're not kidding."
We didn't even knock, just waltzed right into Mr. Bourgeois's office. I was in front.
"You called?" I said.
"Sit down." We sat in the four chairs that were facing his desk.
"Look, I'm really not in the mood. So, can we just get this over with and leave?" I said.
"Maybe, maybe not. All I know is, if you don't want that child of yours to get hurt, you better not say another word," he said threateningly.
That shut me up. Nothing's more protective than a Feral mother when she has an unborn child.
"What do you want?" Angel said, speaking up.
"I want you out of this school and away from the other students."
"Why? Not scared of us, are you?" said Zack.
"Not a bit."
I let my eyes turn Feral. My animal side was just waiting to be released. I was ready to fight, if it was necessary. I saw Mr. Bourgeois press a button underneath his desk.
Security I thought. I heard the door open, the snapping of fingers, and the whizzing by of four tranq darts before I blacked out.