Chapter Two
Life's Ways

How long have I been sleeping? I could see the day light though my eye lids. I started to lift up my head off the concrete, but I got pushed back and hit my head.
"Ouch!" I kept blinking trying to see who it was that pushed me, but it was very bright out. It was so bright out that my eyes hurt slightly.
"You're a murderer!" the familiar voice from yesterday, yelled silently.
"What! No, I'm not!" I called back. As my vision got clearer I saw that we were in a public place and wished I wouldn't have spoken so loud. "No, I'm not" I whispered again. I finally saw what this mysterious person looked like. She had really red hair, which went down all the way to the middle of her back, and there was a vivid color of green in her eyes. She had a very angry look, which was not pleasant. She shoved a newspaper in my face so hard, I hit the sidewalk again. As I rubbed the back of my head I read the main story on the newspaper.

A young girl, of 14 years of age, lost her two
parents and went insane killing two policemen and another young girl died mysteriously, but detectives think this crazy girl has something to do with it.

One policeman, who hasn't been identified yet, died because a piece of sharp glass in his temple.
Another cop, Arnold Lucia, had the girl for a moment. We do know that she killed him
by stabbing him in the neck with yet another piece of glass. He will rest in peace at 40.
The last police officer, Albert Blake, tried his best against the girl but was unfortunately beaten. He was on his last job before retiring. He was the only one who didn't die, but is blind. When he was found he was still unconscious.
His family had this to say after they found out what happened to their beloved husband and dad, "We just thank the Lord everyday. He may be blind, but he's still here with us. I'm so overjoyed he's still here. I can't explain it."
The last soul, which is not here with us now,
goes by the name of Amanda Phillips. She had just got a new house and job. This was her first assignment as well. She ran after this new criminal, after the criminal ran out of the house, but could not out run the ambulance truck that rolled over this poor young soul with extreme force. The force of this ambulance is unknown.
The driver of this ambulance is still alive but is in great pain. He says he had no idea of what happened just out of the blue the ambulance started to tip.
The detectives are figuring out why there was glass trailing out through the street. Luckily, the detectives identified this young killer's name; Terri Skylar.

I was so shocked I dropped the newspaper with the article headline that printed "One Runaway, Two Injured, Three Killed" and a split picture. One picture is of the two died cops and the other was of that stupid picture of me in 8th grade. I couldn't help but think how much I hated that picture, but my mom thought it was the best yet. I was stunned wide-eyed just looking at the moist sidewalk.
Finally I said, "I…I didn't…I didn't do it."
A powerful voice broke out, "What do you mean you didn't do it? That picture looks like you. You do look a bit older now, but there's that resemblance. Just tell me, is that you?"
"It is me," I said quietly. She replied with a big sigh. She did the whole package, hands in the air, walking in a circle. I was waiting for this yell from her like the movies. With hands on her hips, coming at me, but she never did. So I tried again to explain, "I didn't stab any cops-"
"Save it. I'm sure you never did anything that article said you did. That they just imagined it all. You just unwillingly and magically didn't stab the cops or tipped over the truck or-"
"You know what, it's my turn to interrupt. Sorry, I really am, but here's a question for you. How can a 14 year old girl tip over a huge ambulance truck and keep it moving at a constant speed while it crushed a body, crashed in a tree, and knock over the tree with me not even behind it to push?" my voice went louder and louder as I completed my thought to her. I might have gotten to loud, maybe to the point where people started to point and stare and the newspaper guy walking by.
I started to walk very fast and stomping at the ground. I was leaving that girl behind. I was so angry at this girl who doesn't even know me and she yelling at me for something that I didn't even do, the guy you had to hand out newspapers to every paying costumer, and for the writer to even write such a story about me killing though guys. That's what it was just a story, it wasn't real. I was thinking so much that I didn't even realize that right there beside me was the girl I just met until she tapped me on the shoulder.
With a huge gasp and a jump out of my skin I said, "How long have you been there?" I demanded.
"I've been here the whole time. I've been telling you a whole bunch of stuff. You haven't heard me?" she explained while we stopped walking.
"No, I did not hear you. Where are we?" I asked as I looked around. While I was walking I was looking at the ground, but now as I look I see that we were near some sort of woods, that looked like it could have been The Village, and really green grass and perfect tempter. It really cooled down from the park that was just a couple blocks away.
I looked back at this person I've been with for the last 20 minutes. I looked close at something I didn't notice earlier. I jumped back, "What happened? Did I miss something?" Instead of her long and red hair, now it was shoulder length and blonde! It was a brilliant shade of blonde and it was wavy, but when did long, red, and strait hair turn to shorter, blonde, and curly hair in less then the 5 minutes we were walking?
"I was telling you on the way up. No wonder you were so calm about it."
"Okay," I took a deep breath, "Tell me what happened or whatever again, please. I'm listening now," I said this as slow and calmly as I could.
"Alright, you promise to not say anything until I'm done right?"
I nodded.
"Have you ever seen X-men?"
I nodded proudly. I liked that movie. It was one of my favorites. With the mutants and their powers. It was so cool how they used the powers to defeat evil. The X-men movies had great action scenes.
"Well, it may have been fiction then, when that guy made the comics, but it's real now. I'm a mutant. Sadly enough, there is no school that will take me in."
I was silent. I swear I thought I was never going to speak again. I was living my favorite movie. It all came clear. I too was a mutant. How else could the glass fly ever where? How else could that truck kill? Then it hit me. I am a killer of 3 people. I am the one who injured 2 people. I am a runaway. I fell to the ground thinking; how could I do this? What happened? I started to cry.
"It's okay." She said comforting me. She went to the ground, to where I was as if we were on the same level. She did this as if one should not be above the other, and for some reason that worked. We were on the same level.
I stopped crying and dried my eyes. I looked into her eyes and noticed that they were light blue.
"Your eyes change to?" I asked.
She nodded and smiled.
I started to laugh and she joined in. There we were in that moment. We didn't know where we were, but laughing just because we have been through so much in the past 30 minutes now and I've never had a friend that was so much into my life and what problems I'm going though. She was in mine and I was in hers. Right then we formed a secret bond. Right then we, friends, had each other forever.
"By the way, what's your name?" I asked.