Chapter 10: Thoughts

Sydney sat down on her bed and took out her diary and pen. Keeping journal records has become a habit the day she joined S.P.D academy. Penning down her thoughts and feelings were what she considered essential to growing up. Sydney tugged her pen behind her left ear. She began flipping the pages of her diary, smiling as she looked through her past entries. Here is one of them.

Monday, 8th
Dear Diary,

It's my first day at S.P.D. My luggage, tote bag and all my belongings are beside me. Standing on my left is Bridge Carson and on my right is Sky Tate. There are a total of ten other fellow cadets too. It seemed like I'm the only one who brought the most things to the academy, which was most embarrassing but who cares, besides I'm the only girl here. It doesn't strike to me as awkward, but how many kids are born with super powers. My guess is the rest of the other cadets must be like me, with extraordinary powers. I was able to change elements with my hands.

Here at S.P.D, everything is top secret. We weren't allowed to tell our friends about our identities too. That was one of the rules told to us on day one. Luckily it was our semester break now so we need not go to school. But when school reopens, I think I'll have to be looking like a slave then.

We were brought to our quarters later on. Our D level cadet uniforms were already sitting in the closet, waiting to be worn. I was entitled to a room, by myself. That was fine by me since I'm used to sleeping alone back at home. The other boys had to share; two people to a room. Packing was to be done at our free periods. I changed into the uniform as soon as possible and before I could begin unpacking, a sound blasted through the intercom in my room asking us to be assembled at the parade square in five.

Shortly, a doggie looking creature greeted us and a lady with cat ears stood beside, clipboard in her left hand. Doggie told us to call him Commander Cruger while the lady beside is Kat Manx. There were many rules to be adhered at S.P.D. strict military training is going to accompany us for the next couple of years, depending on our capability. All of us aimed to be part of A-squad one day so none of us would be dreaming of jeopardizing this chance here, at the academy. Besides, we had to undergo several tests before we could actually step into here, where I am sitting now, writing. There were climbing, shooting, fighting and theory tests. I'm not sure how I scored but it must be one of the best.

From all I could remember, my mum trained me in all sorts of activities. Mum taught my shooting and fighting skills while Dad sent me for other training like gymnastics and fencing. I excelled in all of them. I'm proud of myself for being in the Olympics, winning for my country. It was until I was at the age of ten that I realize my powers. I was afraid and I had the fear. Fear of being different and fear of being shunned by others. What will they think of me? I didn't dare tell mum or dad. Not until I was fourteen when my powers began to go out of control. The things I touched, my hand changed into that and it was scary and could not be stopped. I remember when I was having dinner with my parents at a restaurant one day. I was holding this silverware; my right hand became silver in color, and hard as the material. No one noticed it, not even me. The waiter came towards our table bringing juice for me, he gasped in shock and stuttered, stammered and shivered and pointed at my hand. I looked down and was shock. The people close to our table saw it too and there was unimaginable chaos. Women started yelling, shouting and everyone started to run, to stay away from me. Whatever happened next, I blacked out. By the time I awoke, my parents stood beside my bed. They seemed to be calm unlike others. At that time, I knew it. I seem to know it. But I was hysterical. I was angry and sad. Mum took my hand. Dad hugged us. I cried. I stopped. Mum looked at me, searching for my eyes. I was blank, very blank. Unable to control herself, mum cried too. Then they left; I was alone, by myself in the night. I fell asleep.

The next morning, mum and dad came to see me again. This time, I was calmer, at least calmer than the day before. Mum told me that they loved me for who I am. They are proud of me, they said. I believed. Parents don't lie, do they? And that's why I'm here today, at the academy. Cruger promised my parents they would take care of me, and he would be my mentor too. I wasn't informed until the following week, which was now, here, today. My rich dad would sponsor in whatever new equipments or technologies for the research and D. No one asked if I really wanted to be here. But I resigned to fate. I was a special case, different to others. I was certain that mum knew something. It was written all in her eyes. But why did she not tell me? And why else did mum train me all those skills.

I wasn't allowed to go back home if I miss my parents. But I could write. I hoped I could adapt to my stay here.

Ps. How I wish I had started this journal earlier on.

She couldn't help smiling at her journal. Unnoticing, she took her pen from her ear and start nibbling it as she continued to flip, taking a walk down memory lane.

Wednesday, 10th
Dear Diary,

It's during training today that I realized that out of the ten new cadets including me, only Tate, Carson and I had powers. The rests, others, they were just normal humans but with an exception of remarkable intelligence.

Tate had the ability to create force fields and shields while Carson, hmm; his powers were more of a mystery to me. He was able to read my mind, on and off accurately, read about what happen now and then.

I'm so glad that I'm not alone. Dad and mum were right to send me here. I guess parents knew best. It's late, I'm going to hit the sack soon, tougher training tomorrow.

Saturday, 13th
Dear Diary,

We have light training today. Only morning training and some patrols late at night. I have some time for my own now. I have just unpacked my belongings. It was tiring. I realized I really do have a lot of things. Took an awfully long afternoon to get everything in proper place. My favorite elephant soft toy, which I called Peanuts, was secretly brought with me. I would hug it to bed every night. It was a gift from my parents for my first birthday. I decorated my room pink, and in all shades of pink. Pink mirror stood at one corner, pink dresser, pink wallpapers. Anything you name it. Call me pinky but it's my favorite color.

I'm going out to the malls now. Need to pick up some new clothes and accessories. Hope I could meet up with some friends but that's very unlikely, and that would be another story.

Tuesday, 16th
Dear Diary,

It was until today that I knew where did S.P.D come about. Aliens lurked around every corner of the world now. Some are harmless, some aren't. We are trained to apprehend those who are out to create troubles. In other words, we are alien-nabbing-police. Did I ever mention that I'm proud to be part of the S.P.D as a cadet?

I have a secret. And that is to be a Power Ranger. It's just so cool and something proud to be one.

More flipping.

A month later,

Wednesday, 23rd
Dear Diary,

It's a month already. How time flies. Training was tough, almost same as what was taught to me since young. Perfecting our shooting skills, mud course, miles of run and combat kicking sums up everything. I have made many friends at my stay here. One of them is Bridge. We are always team together, to spar, to look after one another. I already began to treat him like my brother. I was the only child of the family so I don't have any siblings. Only dad, mum and I living in a huge mansion.

The other guys are good to me too. We talked easily, through practice, duties, lunch and dinner. We went outings, goofed around, singing and had little celebrations and parties. There was only one problem, Sky. He doesn't mix around with us much. He's quiet, serious and not to mention stern looking. I've never seen him smile before, yeah not even once. He took things seriously and expects all of us to follow suit. The weirdest thing is, he holds the S.P.D book all the time. I wonder if he brings it to the washroom and bathroom too. Chuckles But we made good team when playing light ball. Cool huh?

Sydney grinned when she saw this.

Thursday, 25th
Dear Diary,

I'm back. It isn't going to be a good entry. In fact, one of the worse but not yet the worst. Two of our cadet friends have been kicked out of military and to join the lab tech team. It was such a waste. One of them, Cray was my good friend. Another guy, Dru, Sky's best friend and my enemy. I was secretly happy.

I never did like Dru. Super flirtatious guy and an egoistical pig. And he had some weird character traits. I'd better not mention, didn't want to keep this as a sweet memory. Later.

Couple of pages flipped.

Two years later, Friday

Dear Diary,

It's our promotion night. After a year of training, we finally made it to C-squad. I was so happy to receive my C-badge. Mum and dad sat and clapped for me. I waved to them from the stage. Some of the audience jaw dropped. I don't why.

Later at night, dad brought us all to a restaurant to celebrate. I do not have any worries. By now I could control my powers properly.

Two years later, Friday

Dear Diary,

I made it to the B-squad, together with Tate, Mr. Serious-no-nonsense and Bridge Carson. All three of us climbed up while the five, two of which left on their own accord. The other three did not make it. I was sad for them. Bridge and I are but Sky, he couldn't be bothered. And he was super-duper shock when Commander Cruger mentioned my name and congratulated my advance.

I'm not surprised. I worked hard as much as he did. I excelled. I passed the test, all of them.

Sydney smiled smugly and continued further.

His jaw almost dropped when I took my position beside him. All three of us were going to be a team as of now. But to Sky, it must be a big shock to him. He almost felt I was the weakest link of the pack. The only look-and-not-do type of person. The forever complaining of them all. Until today, I proved him wrong.

To be honest, he was my source of motivation too. If not for him, I would not have pushed myself that hard too. We received the B-badge. Only mum came today. Dad was overseas, on a business trip. I was happy. Mum was overjoyed. We celebrated at the same restaurant, this time we invited my soon-to-be partners, Tate and Bridge. Both turned up, but Sky. Yes, he did too. But guess what he wore? S.P.D uniform! We practically rolled our eyes. I managed to make him remove his outer jacket.

Our identities were still undercover.

Recently this year, Monday, 5th

Dear Diary,

I did not know what it would be like to be a Power Ranger. I finally had a taste of it. We received our morphers today. I was pink, and yes I'm elated for pink was my favorite color. Sky's blue and Bridge's green. Sky wasn't too happy about being blue and he confronted Cruger after fighting the troobians. Bridge and I could not understand why he wanted to be red so much. Colors no big deal right?
I'm exhausted after the fight today. Lights off please.

Present today.

Finally, she came to a blank page and uncapped her pen. Sydney started to write today's entry, biting her lower lips excitedly at the same time.

Dear Diary,

Tonight is the happiest day of my life. She began. I just returned from my date with Sky. Yes, he is Sky Tate. Who would have known? I didn't expect to fall in love with him too. But, haha, I admit I did have a crush before. Okay. Well, maybe it was the first day, the first time we set our eyes on each other. Sure, I had realized of his good looks, his macho-ness. Girls followed him wherever he goes. He tossed heads as much as I do, maybe more.

Our night began with a romantic dinner at the restaurant at the beach. We had a private seat near the sea. We started off with appetizers, Caesar salad, Seafood soup and followed by main course, half-done steak in thick gravy; the food was washed down with red wine.

Following, we had a stroll with the company of moon and stars. It was a romantic walk. Sky looked so handsome when he did his hair. Chuckles loudly His hair doesn't move in the wind too, no matter how strong the wind is.

Sky surprised me with a pair of rings, one with pink diamond in the center, while the other had blue sapphire in the center. He gave me the one with the sapphire in the center, engraved with his name. He took the other, engraved with my name.

Our night ended with a hand-to-hand walk, and passionate kiss under the moonlight.

Ps. Diary style, I wanted a new feel... tell me what you think. Anything you want me to improve, add-ons. Good or bad. Endings, content wise... all are welcomed.