A Changed Life
Disclaimer: If I had created X-Men, let alone owned it, I'd be helping out making the sequels. Not voicing them out to the public!
Chapter Two
The Crush
Trinity moaned and rolled over as she heard a loud booming sound not too far away. It sounded like music. Oh yeah, her brother's music. She sighed and forced her tired eyes open, but as soon as she did she squeezed them shut and rubbed her eyes with her fists. The sun was shining right through the living room windows, making it a whole lot brighter than what she was used to in her room.
"Great, first I'm going to come down with a terrible disease and now I'm going to become blind. What else should I add to the list?"
"Hmm...that's a good question. Where should I begin…?" Trinity peeked from underneath the shield of her hands and saw her younger foster brother standing above her with his headphones around his neck playing full blast. That's Kyle alright. She rolled her eyes at his smart remark and swatted at him with one of her hands.
"Gee, thanks." She sat up using her arms for support and then yawned while stretching her stiff limbs. "What time is it?" Her ears picked up the faint sound of snuffed laughter and she glanced up at Kyle to see him holding back a smirk.
"Seven…which means you only have about…" he glanced at his wrist watch. "…fifteen minutes to get ready." He grinned while patting her shoulder and then quickly ran into the kitchen as he saw her anger flare up. She couldn't believe it! Fifteen minutes! As if her headaches were bad enough, now she was going to be late for school? Where was her mom?
"You little worm! Mom!" Trinity squealed as she jumped off of the sofa and rushed towards the bathroom. She needed to make a new record getting ready if she wanted to make it to the bus on time. Her record right now was forty minutes. Quickly she turned the knob to the shower for the water to come on and soon enough it came pouring out of the shower head. She rapidly undressed and took a look at herself in the mirror. She did this every morning. Mostly to see if any of her skin had healed. She ran one of her fingers along the long scar across her belly and sighed. Nothing had changed. She lowered her head and then remembered she was on a time limit and so she relieved herself before hopping into the bathtub and taking the shortest shower in all of history. Eleven minutes. Next she grabbed a towel from the closet next to the door and dried herself off, followed by brushing her teeth.
"Great, now I have like five minutes to get ready and I haven't even picked out my clothes or done my hair yet!" She spit out some of the excess toothpaste in the sink and then gargled some water before washing off her face. Her eyes suddenly caught sight of her baby blue hairbrush that sat on the counter next to her toothbrush and she grabbed it and tore through her hair. She didn't care how knotty it was, it WOULD come out. And so after about two minutes of brushing her hair, she set down the brush, took out her hair dryer, and began drying her hair. When she was finished she applied on her minimal amount of make-up; black mascara and glittering crème eye shadow and sprinted into her room.
The glass that had previously fallen onto the floor had been cleaned up and an outfit was lying across her bed. A pair of dark blue Capri's and a red muscle tee top with matching pumps. Wow, her mother knows her very well. Where was she anyways? Swiftly she dressed up, making sure to put on her favorite, not to mention treasured sterling silver ring she always wore. The agency had sent it to her through the mail last year saying that it was a special gift from her biological parents for her sixteenth birthday. She still has yet to learn anymore from them.
A sigh escaped her lips as she gazed down at her ring and then she quickly remembered that she was already late for school. She quickly slipped into her red pumps, grabbed her purse and backpack, and headed towards the front door. She could miss breakfast today. As she came upon the dining room next to the kitchen, she saw her foster father, also known as Tom, sitting down and eating a piece of toast while reading the newspaper. He must have heard her for he raised his head and smiled while greeting her.
"Good morning Trinity. You know the power went out this last night for the fourth time this week. Only this time it circulated throughout the whole town. Weird, isn't it?"
"The whole town? That is weird. Oh well, it's back on. I have to get to school. Bye dad!" And before she could hear him answer, she fled and ran out the door. She hoped she could still get the bus. It was late for the last couple of days due to the power outages, so luck could be on her side today. As she approached her bus stop, she spotted Kyle there as well as a few other kids that lived nearby. They were sitting on the curb waiting for the bus to arrive. What was taking it so long?
"Hey Manz!" Trinity called out as she walked up next to her friend. Amanda was her best friend let alone only good friend she knew. She lived down the street and they made fast friends as soon as she moved here. Her life wasn't so great either, that was what made them connect. Two girls and one messed up life. Though Trinity would not tell Amanda much about her life. That always made a glitch in their friendship. Amanda would tell, Trinity wouldn't.
"Hey Trin. Did you hear about the power outage last night? I heard it took out the whole town! It didn't come back on until this morning. Around five or something."
"Really? Whoa. Something is definitely going on." She turned her head away from her and lowered her gaze to the ground. Should she tell her about her headaches? Nah. There was no use. They would be gone soon anyways. She subconsciously rubbed the upper part of her neck and felt the tensed muscle. Maybe that had something to do with her headaches. She had strained muscles. Yeah, that had to be it.
"Finally, here comes the bus!" A kid yelled. Trinity looked up to see the bright yellow bus that transported them to their school round a corner and soon the yellow lights started flashing. This was the latest it's ever been. When it came to a complete stop she boarded the bus and found a seat next to Amanda in a two seater. It wasn't that full this time. Probably students who thought they missed it or that it would never come. In a few seconds they were off again and on their way to Morris High School.
After a good ten minute ride they had finally arrived at the school and Trinity and Amanda both jumped off of the bus and walked towards the school. They were the latest bus and yet lived the closest to the school. They did have the last bus stop on their route, though the street lights did pose as a problem. Oh well, late is late. What can she do about it?
"We better not get detentions for this. You know it?" Amanda agreed with Trinity and the two girls laughed while entering the school building. The rest of the kids who were on their bus ran to their classes, afraid of being another minute late, but Trinity and Amanda walked as slow as molasses. It wasn't as if these people could do any worse to them then what they have already gone through. Detentions weren't alien to them.
As the two girls rounded a corner they said their goodbyes as their first period classes were in two different parts of the school. Trinity walked up a few flights of stairs as Amanda walked down a few. After a couple more minutes of walking, Trinity had finally reached her first period class. World History. It bored her to sleep, but it was needed if she wanted to further her education. Her parents had entered her into school when she moved here and they told her to try her best. She had never been in a school before she moved here. Her other foster parents said something about being home schooled, but of course she had never learned anything from them. Nothing, but pain. Now she was in a building with other students her own age and people who actually wanted to help her. It was comforting, yet scary. She didn't want anyone to find out about her past. The school counselor meets up with her every day and tries to speak with her about it, but she would tell her nothing. The subject was changed about every two minutes. People just didn't know how to communicate with her very well. Everyone except Amanda. She was about the only person Trinity could actually speak to openly, yet she still wouldn't give on to her past. Talking about her life was hard, for she would relive everything she would speak about. She didn't want to do that, ever. It was terrible enough to hold memories like she does, but reliving everything would kill her. She didn't know how she would handle it.
She glanced into the window of the door and drew in a deep breath as she turned the doorknob and entered the room. The whole class fell into a deep silence as everyone stared at her, but then they all went about their business and started talking again. It was as if she was never even there. It made her irritated that people could just do that to her. Then again, she was used to it. Her life was full of ignorance and deprivation. At least it used to be.
"Glad you could join us Ms. Parker. Please have a seat." Trinity lowered her gaze from everyone's and took an empty seat by the door. The faster this class ended, the faster she would move onto her favorite classes. Art followed by Physics. She loved them both. One was creative where as the other was intelligent. She thought of it as teaching both sides of her brain. And then there was also the fact that her crush was in her physics class. A smile rose to her lips as she thought of him. He was the cutest boy she had ever seen, not to mention the first crush she ever had. She sat back and shifted her attention to her teacher as she lectured about the 16th Century.
World History flew by and before Trinity knew it the bell had rang. She gathered her backpack and purse and hurried out of class. She strode down the hallway and then turned towards another, heading towards her next class. She had Mathematics and then finally art class. She whizzed by people as they stood in the hallways talking and she rolled her eyes at some of the comments she overheard. She hated walking through the hallways. It was always so crowded and people would stare at you and talk about you. At least that is what she saw. She in particular had never been talked about, but she has heard a few rumors about others. Not so nice ones. Soon she arrived at her class and prepared herself for a boring lesson.
When mathematics was over she practically jogged to her art class. It was kind of farther away from her Math class and this was the only way she could get there on time. As she came to the door of her classroom, she nodded at the teacher as she greeted her. Trinity sat down in her assigned seat in the back of the room and soon the bell rung and class begun. The teacher walked into the room and smiled at her small class of students. It was much different than her first period class, thank goodness.
"Alright class. Today we will be working with colored pencils. I want you to use value in your creations so make sure there are differences between light and dark. You can make what ever your heart desires as long as it is appropriate for school. This is a one day project so do not take long to brainstorm either. You may begin as soon as you receive your materials." Trinity smiled as she heard today's lesson. She loved to make things! She would be sure to create something beautiful.
As she received a box of colored pencils and paper she began to draw what was sketched in her mind. Her movements were slow and in some parts quick and she made sure to use a variety of colors. The minutes had flown by and soon she was finished with her drawing. She brought it away from her face and gazed upon her artwork. It was perfect! Just as she wanted it to look. She signed her name at the bottom of the page, her first name only, and then just as she was about to raise her hand the bell rang. As all of the students began packing up, she sighed and folded her drawing and stuck it in her back pocket. She could always show the teacher tomorrow.
Trinity rose from her seat and walked out the door. Now it was time for physics! And the best part was that she sat next to her crush. His name was Brad and he had the unruliest dirty blonde hair and coolest green eyes. It made her shiver as she thought of him. She hasn't even spoken to the kid and yet he made her feel wonderful. She was weird.
"Hey Trin!" Trinity was lost from her thoughts as she saw Amanda jogging over to her and she smiled while waiting for her.
"Hey Manz. Guess what class is next?" Amanda smirked. She knew all about Trinity's crush on the hot guy that sat next to her. She never stopped talking about him.
"You have to talk to him Trin. Tell him you don't get something the teacher was lecturing about or bring up a conversation. Ask him what classes he'll take next year for senior year. It is only a couple of months away from the end of the school year you know." Trinity sighed and shook her head. She'd never be able to talk to him. She was shy, not to mention scared out of her mind. She hated confrontations. They made her nervous. She didn't know what to expect.
"I don't know. He'll think I'm weird or something." Amanda laughed and brought her arm around Trinity's shoulders.
"You are weird Trin. Just give it a try. It's better to do something now than later." Trinity grinned and then chuckled at her friend. They had been going over this for weeks now. Amanda would tell her to talk to him and then she would chicken out. But this time, she was feeling kind of different. Maybe this was it!
"Thanks Manz. Ok, I'll tell you all about it after class. Wait for me out here in the hall." Amanda nodded and then released Trinity while carrying on to her class which was right across from Trinity's. Trinity drew in a deep breath and entered her class. She walked through the middle aisle until she reached her seat and then sat down. A couple of seconds later she saw Brad enter the room and begin walking down their aisle as well. Trinity gathered up her courage and smiled at him as he walked by her. He smiled in return and she felt an enormous amount of excitement in her heart. He just smiled at her! He acknowledged her! This was great for step one.
Suddenly, her neck began to ache and she rubbed it with her fingers. Please don't say it was going to act up again. She did not need this. At least not now. She could feel a strange energy roaming through her body and she immediately stopped rubbing her neck. What was that? She looked at her hands questionably and got so caught up in thought that she jumped when the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class.
A few minutes had gone by and still she didn't talk to him. She couldn't find the courage to do so. It wasn't until the end of class when they first spoke. The only thing was that he had brought up the conversation! He tapped her desk with his pencil and leaned over to her. She could feel the big lump in the back of her throat. Hopefully she could answer him.
"Do you know what he's talking about? I sort of got lost." She nodded and glanced up at the board. The teacher was talking about atoms and the periodic table. Thank god she was actually good in this class. She could answer his question easily.
"Yeah. He's saying that the atomic number is how many protons there are and most of the time how many electrons too. To get the number of neutrons you have to subtract the atomic weight and the atomic number. And he's now going to explain how to get the number of electrons when the atom is called an ion or something. Get it?" she whispered.
"Yeah. Thanks." She smiled and returned her gaze to the teacher. She didn't even listen to him as he spoke more of the subject of atoms, but instead reflected back on what had just happened. She couldn't believe what just happened! The butterflies in her stomach were rising and multiplying inside of her stomach. She was so nervous. At least it wasn't her who brought up the conversation. She liked it that way.
As she was absorbed in her thinking, she felt a sudden sharp pain on the top of her head. Oh no. Her headache was starting now. As if a stiff neck wasn't enough and now this! It was pulsating throughout her whole head this time and her neck was aching like crazy. She began to rub at it, but it only made it worse. She drew in a deep breath while rubbing her temples and then she finally heard the bell ring. The need for something cold registered in her head and she knew she had to get to the bathroom or the nurse's office as soon as possible. This one felt like the worst one yet. She stood up and gathered her things and then out of no where an extremely large pain flourished throughout her head and traveled down her spine. Her breath was caught in the back of her throat and the wind was knocked out of her. She bent over and gripped the edge of her desk table. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder and she looked up to see Brad there with his brows furrowed.
"Are you alright?" She couldn't answer him. She didn't have the breath to do so. All she could do was concentrate on the pain in her body. It was extreme to the point of passing out. She could see her vision blurring and she knew she had to get away from there. Maybe go to the nurse's office instead of the bathroom. She quickly threw her backpack on top of her shoulder and made her way towards the door. Little did she know that Brad was following her, curious about her behavior. But as she went to pass through the door a gigantic shock rocked up and down her spine and she cried out in pain. Her body fell to the ground in the middle of the hallway, as well as everything else she was holding and she curled up in a fetal position. Her whole body was trembling and the pain was unbearable now. What just happened to her? It felt like she was just struck by lightning.
A crowd circled around her and they stared at her in shock and in curiosity. A few people had knelt down next to her to try and help her out, but she swatted away at them. She didn't want anyone to touch her. It would just increase the throbbing. Brad had come out of the class now and grabbed her arm before she could do anything and tried to help her stand up. "Trinity? Are you ok?" He succeeded in helping her to her knees and hands but not any further. Trinity on the other hand whimpered as he gripped her arm, not to mention a little shocked as well. He knew her name? Since when? She averted her eyes to his and gripped his hand as she attempted to pull herself up, ignoring the pain, but what she saw on his face confused her. He looked like he had just seen a ghost. What was wrong with him?
"Oh my god. Your eyes." He ripped her hand off of him and backed away into the crowd. "You're one of those mutants. A freak!" He backed up into a few people and just stood there staring at her like the rest of them. Trinity could feel tears make their way to the back of her eyes. He rejected her. He called her a freak. And a mutant? What was he talking about? What was going on? She reached her hand out towards him and saw him back away even more, as long as with the rest of the crowd.
"Brad? No. What are you…talking about?" Another surge flowed through her body and she screamed in agony. The pain was increasing and her body couldn't hang on much longer. Why was she hurting so much? What was happening to her? She glanced around the hallway and saw all of the other students looking at her in fear. Some just stood there and the others ran away in fright. And then she saw him. Kyle was standing there with his mouth agape and his arms trembling. Oh no. Not him too.
"Trinity?" She heard him whisper and she lowered her head while sobbing. What was happening to her? Why was she in so much pain? Why is her brother scared of her? And why was she just called a mutant? She could suddenly hear different voices scattering about in her head and she looked around to see no one talking. What was this? Then the horrible sights of her past began to emerge and she could do nothing but watch as her past flew by in front of her eyes and she screamed for it to stop. Her eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to halt the flashbacks, but she could still see them burned into the back of her mind. They were there and there to stay. She wouldn't accept it! She pleaded to not remember, but it was too late. The little girl she had once known had returned from under the surface and curled up in the corner of her mind. The echoes of the horrible cries and loud banging's continued in her head and Trinity could do nothing but lay there and cry and plead. The children around her began to step away from her even more as it looked like she was having an inner battle with herself, but soon it became dangerous. The flashbacks came quicker and faster and Trinity had had enough of them. She did not want to go through it again. There was no way she would be able to live with herself if she didn't stop now. As soon as she saw one of her most traumatizing experiences, she cracked. She couldn't hold it in anymore. Her scream flooded the long hallways of the school and she clenched her fists in anger. A strange energy enveloped her and she hesitated before harnessing the power and allowing it to comfort her. Then with the comfort of the new power she possessed, she released the anger inside of herself, but something unexpected happened. The building began to shake and the lights started to flicker…
A/N: A cliffy! Anyways, I would like to thank all of my reviewers for such great and nice reviews. I appreciate all of the comments and please keep them coming. And all you others just reading, please review! I need to know how this story is going! It gives me inspiration to write more and faster! Alright well, here's some feedback to the ones who did review…
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