"Hurry up! You're falling behind again!" The P.E. coach shouted. Kayla rolled her eyes, speeding up as much as she could. She wasn't ever the fastest in the class, she was the slowest. She was again, last in the warm up race, but this was the usual. The people who'd already finished, the extremely fast and extremely snippy kids in her class, were jeering at her. There were at least seven other kids, all of which were almost there, while she was only two thirds of the way there. One of the kids at the finish line shouted.
"Hey Kayla! I think even a dead snail can go faster than you!" The others laughed, but Kayla rolled her eyes. Suddenly a most peculiar sensation coursed through her body. She felt, faster, stronger, and possibly even, more confident. Her speed rose very fast, and soon she'd passed the kids who had seemed so far away from her. She went faster and faster, not knowing what was going on. Before she knew where she was going, she'd crossed the finish line, and was being stared at by the other kids with shock, and even slight confusion. "You're creepy." The kid said, staring at her, his arms crossed. "Stay away from me freak." Kayla sighed, walking away from the others.
"How did I get that fast?" she asked herself. "I've never been that fast before. Not ever!" She knew something was wrong, but what was it? She felt different, way different from what she felt like before. The coach walked over to her and said.
"I knew you had it in you Kayla. You were just being lazy. You'd better keep your pace up if you want to be passed in this. Your deception is not appreciated."
"Deception?" Kayla asked. "What deception? I wouldn't deceive anybody! I don't know what happened!"
"Lying to a teacher, that's what. Now, if you don't get a grip on your tongue, you'll be getting a detention, and a failed mark." Kayla sighed, but nodded, knowing there was no way she'd get out of this. The teacher nodded and left, going back to speak with the rest of the class.
"I wasn't lying, or deceiving. That wasn't me doing that. I've never been that fast, ever. This isn't fair. But how did that happen? There has to be a reason…"
The rest of that school day was spent with confusion and odd looks. It seemed the whole school knew about the episode in gym class, and almost everywhere she went, Kayla received odd looks of either dislike, or slight annoyance. She had been kept in late in her last class as well, the teacher wanted to hear the whole story at least twice over. By the time Kayla got out of the classroom, she only had two minutes to get back home, which was a ten minute walk. "I am so dead." She thought, running down the sidewalk, hoping she didn't get in trouble because of being late getting home. However, her speed got faster and faster like in P.E. class, and soon she was going so fast she didn't really know what she was passing. Almost everything was a blur, and before she knew it, she was at her house. "Whoa…that was definitely interesting." She thought, heading inside.
"Oh good, you're here on time. However, we've got a special guest coming over, so you need to hurry up, grab a snack and get to your room. We don't want to be embarrassed by you." Her parents said quickly, pushing an apple into her hand and steering her to the staircase. Soon she was in her room with the door closed, and lying on her bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling. She could hear the doorbell ring, but just at that moment, she felt a stab of pain ripple through her body. She gasped, and tensed up, hoping this would stop. It felt like something was pushing out of the back of her skull, something stiff, thick, and somewhat sharp pointed. She felt herself slipping into unconsciousness, and before long, she fainted, her body still full of pain.