Saturday morning I woke up bright and early to check if Josh was passed out drunk somewhere in the house. He wasn't. He was gone already. Super-De-Duper!
I fixed myself a pop-tart, cold, by the way, since we couldn't afford a toaster or whatever you use to heat these things up.
I sat in the den, staring at a bare wall where the television used to be. We had to sell it because we weren't making enough to pay the rent. So if you can't image life without a T.V., come over to my place.
At one 'o clock I walked over to Nikki's house. We came over, (Jamie and me) to practice every Saturday. My guitar case swayed as I trotted down the cement sidewalk. She only lived a few blocks away.
I patted the mask that was in my pocket. I wanted to make sure if anything should happen without warning; I could just put on my mask.
Jamie was already there and had set up on Nikki's brother's drum set. Her brother had left his drum set there for us to practice with when he went to college.
"Hey girls." I said as I let myself inside.
"Hey!" Jamie said from her little stool.
Nikki's mom walked over to greet me. "Hello, Miss Kimberly. How are we doing today?"
"Fine, fine, Mrs. Smithers. And yourself?"
"Very well. Do tell your mother I said hello. I know she has no time for socializing with that busy schedule of hers!"
"Ooh, I...I will ma'am. And she's sorry she can never talk."
I felt bad lying to her, especially because she was so nice to me. But if she knew, she'd tell everyone. And then I'd wind up in foster care and Josh...I don't know what would happen to him.
"Okay girls. So, what should we play first?" I asked, adjusting the amp.
"Whatever."
"How about some Plain White T's?"
Jamie nodded, so I started to play. Plain White T's were a really good band, too. We played their music, but only some songs.
"By now you should know everything you say
Can and will be used against you someday
I've got the microphone so don't go too far
'Cause I'm gonna tell the whole world how you really are!"
I checked to see everyone else. They were so in the zone it wasn't even funny.
"I don't really care how you're gonna feel
'Cause I've already tried to give you something real
Go ahead and get mad
Never talk to me again
I don't even care 'cause
I got my revenge!"
We were interrupted by Mrs. Smithers.
"Sorry girls...Nicole, would you're friends like cookies?"
"No thanks, Mrs. Smithers," I said instantly. "I had a big breakfast."
"You mean lunch?"
"Um...yeah."
I hate it when I'm so stupid like that. I show little hints that says something's not right...like when I only eat two meals a day. Or when I say something about Mom being gone.
We started to play one of the songs I wrote next. I didn't really like this one, but a lot of people like the beat at some of our gigs.
"I know...you're a liarOur love...has expired
You're such...a disgrace
I don't...wanna see your face
Yeah.
Don't go and apologize to me
I always thought that you believed
You lied and that is the end
You're such a shitty boyfriend
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Ooh Oh Oh well now,
I know its true but
I can't believe you
And that you'd do this to me
You had said
That in the end
We'd be happy
(Yeah Right!)
Well now I'm sitting here
Thinking clear
For the first time.
Yeah yeah yeah ey-yeah!
Who was the other girl?
And what's so great about her?
What can she do that I can't do?
No, there's nothing you can say
There's nothing you can do
You love her and that's the truth
It's better this way
Its better this way-aayy.
Just go away"
I had to stop because I had that painful feeling again.
Ooh no...not here...no.
I ran out the door, dropping my precious guitar.
I ran outside and threw on my mask. I ran down an alleyway, hearing my friends calling my name.
I jumped up onto the roof (Yeah-I Jumped! How Cool Is That?) and started to run. I didn't know what to do...just get away. Don't hurt them.
I saw the Daily Bugle once I had leaped across hundreds of roofs.
I sat down on the rooftop I was on and let it all out.
The blast of that physic energy swarmed my body. I was blinded...I felt these cool winds blowing on me from every direction. It was like I was flying straight into heaven.
I don't know what happened after that. I was in a hospital bed when I woke up. It was dark outside. I looked around the room. This wasn't a hospital.
I had no idea what this place was. There were computers and cameras and all these buttons and blinking gadgets. I went to get up from the bed when my body twisted. I was yanked backwards onto the bed.
My right hand was handcuffed to the bed!
I got really ticked off. Who had the authority to do this, huh? Then I chuckled because I had forgotten: I'm a super powered, super strong bi-atch! I tugged at the handcuff, but it did not break. I was confused. I used my laser eyes. It didn't melt it.
What the hell?I kept trying to break this thing and get away, go somewhere...anywhere but here.
That's when Johnny Storm of the world-famous Fantastic Four walked in through automatic doors.