I had to rewrite this. The beginning was good, but I hit a barrier and started rewriting The Prisoner of Azkaban. Shuddering. So I gave up for a while and then I wrote again. Give me reviews! Tell me anything! Answer my question from last chapter!

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The group sat in a circle. At this point, it was just out of habit. The Psyche group (Lexish's group) had trekked across the field to sit with the Physique group (Danny's group). They were all sitting on different levels.

Sam and Danny were sitting on Sam's wall, or the huge shocking muddy thing, as Tucker dubbed it. They kept on standing up on it and walking up and down it's length. They had gotten on top of it by climbing up the tree. It was then they realized it was a real wall. It was completely flat on top and about a foot thick. Everybody agreed that, except for Hillary's arch, it was the coolest thing any of them had ever seen. Mitchell had gone so far as to compare it to a half-pipe wall.

Tucker was sitting on the ground along with Ethan and Maria who were cracking inside jokes, to the annoyance of everybody else. They had read all the same books and kept on bursting into heated debate over plot twists and hidden romances in the books. Ethan was the only one who could really get Maria to talk. When Maria started talking, she rarely stopped. Maria had concrete opinions on everything, which Ethan always tested. It didn't help when they would communicate mind-to-mind because the group yelled at them to shut up.

Anna and Mitchell were sitting on boulders that Emily had moved. They were just swinging their legs, listening to everybody else's conversations.

Hillary was sitting underneath her arch, remolding her bracelets. That was basically the reason she wore them. With her powers, Hillary's bracelets provided endless means of entertainment. She could melt them and remold them into statues, or necklaces or rings and every time they came out beautifully. Everybody complimented her on her arch. The intricate weaving and twisting design had everybody staring for fifteen minutes before it fully wore off. It looked like a kind of Irish-Celtic pattern.

Lexish and Gavin were sitting in the tree, teasing and flirting with each other.

They looked like Robin Hood's band, all dirty but grinning and joking with one another.

Gavin and Lexish were making the most noise. Lexish was swinging from a branch above Gavin's, by her legs. She was messing with his hair. "Hey!" Gavin exclaimed. When Lexish swung towards him with her hands out, Gavin snatched the hat off of her head.

"Hey!" Lexish said. "That's my hat!" She pouted and batted her eyelashes. Gavin grinned at her and shook his head. Lexish tried to snatch it away from Gavin. When he resisted she swung down to sit next to him, to continue her attack.

"Not anymore!" Gavin jammed the hat on his head. He tilted it slightly and tried to look like a model.

"Actually, Lexish," Sam said, from her perch. "It looks pretty good on him." She tilted her head to the side, as if examining the hat.

Lexish mock-glared at her and pursed her lips. "Whose side are you on?" She scooted back to take a good look at Gavin in the hat. Gavin grinned from the attention and posed, his hand on his chin, looking thoughtful. The green hat with a short brim framed his face and brought out the green in his hazel eyes. Lexish raised her eyebrows. "You're right, Sam." She said finally. "It looks really good on him."

Gavin immediately blushed and took it off. "You can have it back. It's okay." He said, offering it to her.

Lexish smiled but pushed it back towards him. "Take it. It looks much better on you than it ever did on me." Gavin blushed and twirled the hat on his finger before putting the hat on.

Tucker groaned. "Come on, guys. Isn't one set of lovebirds enough?"

Gavin and Lexish blushed crimson and looked away from each other. Everybody around them felt themselves blushing too, until Lexish realized. Instead of immediately resolving the situation, this just caused her to blush more, causing everybody else to blush and feel embarrassed. This vicious cycle was ended when Lexish finally got control of her emotions. Lexish sighed and rolled her eyes. "These powers can be a real pain." Everybody else felt her annoyance, literally.

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Who're the other lovebirds?"

Tucker leaned back against the tree, bored. "You and Danny, of course."

Sam and Danny blushed crimson. "We are NOT Lovebirds!" They shouted. Everyone in the group rolled their eyes and ignored them. (The author would like to point out that the feeling was mutual. This was not caused by Lexish. By now she was being extremely careful about spreading her emotions.)

Ethan sat up, cocking his head as if listening for something. "Emily and Zach are coming." He said, standing up. Everybody looked at him startled. He shrugged and blushed. "What?"

Emily and Zach rounded the corner and stopped in the middle of the circle. Emily spoke first, as usual. "Okay, guys. Today was evaluation day. You get to hang out for the rest of the day and do whatever you want." Lexish cheered and Gavin whistled. Emily glared at them and they shut up hurriedly. "Tomorrow we are going to start strict training regimen for both groups. You will most likely stick with your group through most activities, but sometimes you will break off into pairs or work alone. The schedule for tomorrow will be posted at six o'clock sharp. You'd best be up by then because we are going on a two-mile run before breakfast." Sam turned pale and groaned at the thought of waking up at such an ungodly hour. "For fun, the library is two halls to the right of the dormitories and we have it stocked regularly with new books. Most of them are fantasy fiction, for reasons you can imagine." Ethan and Maria could not keep the looks of glee off their faces. "The refrigerator is open for raiding and you can do anything out here. Remember, this fun stuff won't last long, so enjoy it while you can, but don't get used to it." Emily then smiled. "Off you go."

Everybody shot up and ran back inside to get stuff for their free afternoon.

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Sam was rifling through the duffel bag of 'necessities' her parents had packed her. Her face was red and her teeth clenched. Her parents had packed her only pink clothes. Apparently, the one Goth outfit they had packed, she was already wearing. And it was covered with dust from her little stunt. She felt her cheeks burn as she found, yet another lacy pink "nightie", as her mom called them.

Danny turned visible beside her. "Boo!"

Sam didn't even blink. "Hey Danny." She said through gritted teeth. "They so planned this out. They knew the only way to get me was to set me up like this…" She continued to mumble. Every so often Danny would pick up a swear word.

Danny raised an eyebrow. "Your parents? What did they pack? It can't be that…." Sam held up the tiny pink lace nightgown for his appraisal. Danny's eyes widened. "I take it back. It can be that bad. And that" he pointed to the flimsy dress. "Is even worse. Put it away! It burns!"

Sam laughed grimly. "And we don't get to go shopping until Saturday! That's three days of pink." She fell back on her bed and groaned. "Kill me now and get it over with."

Danny walked over to the duffel and stuck his hand in, searching for any non-clothing items. He shuddered as he felt silk and lace touch his fingers. His hand enclosed around plastic. "Hey, Sam! They packed something else." She got up and walked over, as Danny pulled the plastic package out. "Whoa…" In his hand lay the biggest bag of Hershey's Kisses he had ever seen.

Sam's eyes widened and she grabbed it from him. A post-it note was attached to the bag. It read: Dear Sam, We now you will be most dismayed with what we have packed, but we both know it is healthy for you to wear pink and not that horrible black stuff you usually wear. Sam scoffed and rolled her eyes. Clothes cannot change your disposition however, so here are some chocolates. Chocolates make everybody happy, even you. So eat one a day and you may feel happier than ever. Love, Mom and Dad  Sam looked down the note and grinned at what she saw. PS. Please don't share these with your friends. Their parents would probably disapprove of them having sugar.

Sam showed Danny the note, which had caught her eye and grinned when he saw the Postscript. At the same time, they both through back their heads and shouted. "WHO WANTS CHOCOLATE?"

Everybody shot into Sam and Hillary's room.

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Mitchell was lying down on Hillary's bed. Hillary was sitting next to him on the edge of the bed, cradling five kisses in her hands. She began to unfold them, without using her hands. It was quite a delicate art. She didn't even rip the tinfoil. But it took a long time. Mitchell raised an eyebrow. "Why does it take so long for you to unwrap those?" He leaned over on his elbows.

Hillary flicked her eyes up at him to smile, before she returned to the task at hand. "The aluminum in the wrappers has been processed so many times, most of the spirit is gone."

Mitchell raised an eyebrow. "Spirit?"

Hillary grinned as the wrapper turned back into a perfect square. She popped the chocolate into her mouth. "Well, yeah. Stones can only be pounded and melted down so many times before all the spirit is gone. That's part of my power. I can revert over-processed metals back to their original state." She smiled sadly at the perfect square in her hand. "As it is, aluminum foil contains to many man-made materials." She sighed and crumbled up the ball in her hand.

Sam was sitting on her bed next to Danny, opposite to Hillary and Mitchell. She shot a hand into the once brimming bag of Kisses. Only three candies were left. She held one out to Danny. "Want a Kiss?"

He smiled. "Sure." He pursed his lips and closed his eyes. Sam rolled her eyes and through a candy at him. Danny caught it before it hit him and popped it in his mouth, once he took the wrapper off. He pouted at Sam, who stuck her tongue out at him in return.

Mitchell rolled his eyes and grinned. "Come on, you guys. Flirt when we're not in the room."

Sam and Danny blushed. "We're not flirting!" They looked at each other and blushed, and then looked away. The room was silent for a minute or two.

"So…" Sam said, trying to break the silence. She looked around for something and found the wall of the room. "Could you mold the walls?"

Hillary shrugged. "Sure. It's just compact steel, it hasn't been processed to many times."

Sam's eyes widened. "Really?"

Hillary nodded her head, looking confused. "Yeah…."

Sam stood up and walked to the head of her bed. "Could you write 'Sam' into the wall above my bed?"

"Sure." Hillary went up and traced the three letters on the wall with her finger. Nothing happened for a moment and then it sank in, forming Sam's name in cursive.

Sam gasped. Danny came over and said. "That's so cool! Will you do my room?"

"Me too!" Mitchell said.

Hillary laughed. "It seems I've been made dorm decorator!" She joked, walking out of Sam and her room into Danny's. The group followed her. She turned to Danny, "So, what do you want?"

Danny shrugged. "Could you write Danny and draw a ghost underneath?"

"Sure." Hillary repeated the process she had done with Sam's wall, only after she was done writing she spread out her fingers and laid her palm against the wall. Currents of metal moved out from her hand and formed the shape of a standard ghost, drippy-looking, with huge oval eyes, and a wide mouth. Hillary looked a little more tired after this one, but she turned to Danny. "Is that good?"

Danny grinned. "Yeah. Thanks."

Hillary smiled at him and headed over to Mitchell's room. Ethan was gone, probably at the library. Mitchell asked for his name and a cat. Hillary frowned a little as she concentrated and formed the body of a leopard on the wall. After that she held her head and groaned. "I think I'm going to take a nap." She said sounding exhausted. Once she got to her room, Hillary collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

Sam turned to Danny. "She must be really tired from using her powers so much. Do you want to head outside or something?"

Danny shrugged and said, "Sure." They both started walking down the corridor when Danny ghost sense went off.

"Not here." He groaned. Out of instinct, he looked around for somewhere to transform.

Sam rolled here eyes. "We all know you're a ghost, Danny. What was that?"

He blushed. "Heh heh. Right. It's a ghost sense. It means there's a ghost nearby." He quickly transformed and flew up in the air, to watch for danger. Not seeing any, he phased through the ceiling. "I'll be right back." He said.

Sam sighed and crossed her arms. After about five minutes, she started walking down the hallway. He'll find me outside. She thought.

"Not very reliable, is he?" Said an overly sugary, sympathetic voice.

Sam whipped around to see a woman in a suit with bright red hair and green eyes. She was incredibly beautiful and beaming at Sam. Sam shrugged. "Well, I'm sure he has to save people." She looked confused, "Who are y-"

The woman interrupted. "But is that really more important than you? I mean, shouldn't he be here with you, making sure you're all right? But then again, you're hogging him, aren't you? He probably has a girlfriend back home. And I think Anna might have a crush on him. No offense, dear, but she's a might prettier than you are." The woman put a hand on Sam's shoulder.

Sam felt herself wince as the words hit home. She had only known Danny for a day, and she was already feeling possessive about him. "Well, he would tell me if he didn't want to be around me…" Sam heard how feeble her words sounded. Who am I kidding? He does like someone else more. It's obvious.

"But, maybe it's good for you to distance yourself." The woman said soothingly. Her eyes flashed green, and her smile widened. She whispered, "What if he should find out about you losing control?" Spectra ran a finger along the glass beads that made up Sam's necklace.

Sam shuddered. Danny flew through the ceiling and said, "Well, I can't find-" He stopped short as he saw the evil psychiatrist hanging over Sam's shivering form. Spectra. He felt anger build up behind his eyes. Why did she come here? "Get away from her!" He yelled, slamming Spectra against the wall.

Spectra transformed into her green and black form. "So, the freak decided to join the party?" She jeered.

"Where's Bertrand? Did he quit already?" He asked, dodging a blast coming his way.

"Well, I left rather suddenly. He will be joining me soon. But I couldn't resist." Spectra twirled up in the air above Sam's head. "This school is such a place of conflicting emotions."

Lexish walked down the hallway. She stopped and stared. "Spectra…."

Spectra's eyes narrowed. "You! You insolent child! You are the only one who can possibly destroy my plan!"

"Hey!"

"Oh, please. You, ghost boy only stopped me with the help of your parent's gadgets." She turned back to Lexish. "But you, you stopped me last time." A Cheshire grin appeared on her face. "Tell me, how can a girl who can make everybody suicidal if you hear 'I'll Cover You Reprise', stop me. But thanks for the help anyway."

Lexish made her face fall and a tear rolled down her cheek. As Spectra laughed, she winked at Danny before returning to her act. Spectra flew towards Lexish and laid a hand on her shoulder. Lexish immediately grinned and threw back her head. She sang, "I'm walking on sunshine…Whooooaoooo…I'm walking on sunshine…" Danny and Sam laughed at the odd song choice. Spectra shrieked as wrinkles appeared on her face and she disappeared through the ceiling. Sam's expression cleared as the spell over her broke.

Danny laughed and flew to the ground. "That was so cool! You know her?"

Lexish nodded. "She used to be my school counselor. I always thought the kids at my school were especially susceptible to mood swings. But it turned out it was Spectra's and my powers fighting for control. I'm always really happy unless I have a very good reason not to be." She blushed. "Or If I'm listening to a particularly emotional song. You should see me when people play Eminem in front of me. I almost had a girl punch a guy for bumping into her in the hallway. But anyway, One day I went to see Spectra and the moment I entered the room, she melted. It was extremely creepy." She smiled and shrugged. "That's really how I got so strong. My powers got bigger from the…fighting."

Danny laughed. Sam smiled and asked. "Why did you have to sing?"

Lexish smiled. "Music really affects my powers. I sing constantly and I love all songs. But really sad or angry songs," She shuddered. "Well, I'm sure you can imagine."

Danny and Sam looked at each other and grimaced. Lexish smiled at the two and turned back up the hallway. "C'mon, let's go outside."

They followed her. Sam asked, "Lexish, how did you know where to come?"

She smiled over her shoulder. "Ethan was reading when he suddenly said, 'Sam and Danny are fighting Spectra.' It was completely out of the blue, too. Everybody looked at him as if he had gone mad, but then I remembered the name."

Danny laughed and Sam followed suit. They three walked outside to sit with their friends. Everybody was sprawled under the tree. They all looked up at the newcomers and their eyes widened. They stood up and ran in the other direction. Lexish's eyes widened. "What the heck was that about? GUYS!" The other people didn't even turn around. Lexish turned around and screamed, before she started sprinting in the opposite direction. Sam and Danny whipped around. A tidal wave of dirt and pebbles was building up behind them. They both screamed and ran, not thinking at all. As Sam sped up, the wave did to.

The author would like to say that this situation would probably look pretty funny, if you weren't the one being chased. I mean, they're running like scared chickens from a moving hill. How hysterical is that?

The author's alter ego would like to apologize for the author. She is trying too hard and is incredibly bored. All in all, she's in a rather weird mood right now.

The rest of the group watched Danny and Sam running from the dirt monstrosity from behind the stonewall that lined the field. After a ton of sprinting like mad, Danny decided to act smart for once, grab Sam and fly her up in the air. The dirt and stone tried to follow, twisting and churning straight up after them. Hillary ran onto the field then and spread her arms. With this one movement the once alive dirt and rubble became a rather beautiful pebbly pillar. This exertion took its toll on Hillary and she collapsed to the field.

The group gathered underneath the pillar, awestruck. Gavin had already taken Hillary back to her room for a much needed sleep. Nobody spoke, looking up at the spiraling structure. Mitchell turned into a peregrine falcon and flew up to the spiky top of the pillar. He perched up there for a second and then glided back down on the drafts of air. When he changed back, everybody's head turned towards him silently. "About one-hundred and fifteen feet." He said, slightly out of breath. Everybody turned back to the extremely tall wonder in front of him or her.

Tucker turned to Sam. "Can't you do anything half-way?" He exclaimed.

Sam gave him a shocked look. She was still panting and her hair was whipped in every direction. Her cheeks were maroon, but if that was from exertion or embarrassment was not known. She grimaced and looked up at the pillar. Head still tilted up, she collapsed near the bottom. "This isn't supposed to happen." She said in a small voice.

The group stood in uncomfortable silence. Danny sat down beside her. He grabbed her hand, quickly as if to avoid detection. "Yeah, but if it hadn't nothing this cool would have been made." Danny grinned at her and looked up. Sam smiled softly at him and looked up.