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I hate homework! It interferes with my writing time! I'm lucky to have this time!
Anyway, here is the next chapter of the story. Sorry that I cut the actual date off for the next chapter. I didn't want this chapter to end up too long. Oh, well. More waiting for you.
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans.
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Once I got to my room, I had some searching to do. Not just for my notebook. I also had an outfit I needed to match up. I want to wear nice clothes for my date later. Once I found what I thought was the perfect outfit, I thought about when I should wear it. Should I wear it to school? No; then it could get dirt splattered on it from the back of the bus. Should I put it on right after I get to school? No; then Connor would see the outfit too early and it would lose the 'wow' factor. I finally decided to store it in my bag until the end of the school day, at which time I will change into it before going to meet Connor at his locker. Perfect.
I packed the rest of my books into my backpack, then throw in my homemade grappling hook last minute. I won't need it, but it's nice to know I have a backup plan.
I look at my - oh, wait. That's right. It's broken now. So instead I look at my watch. I still have fifteen minutes until the bus arrives at the bus stop. I only need ten minutes to eat. That leaves me five minutes to get my stuff on and get to the bus stop. Normally, I'd have to cut breakfast time in half in order to have enough time to catch the bus by my hook. Today I can finish my bowl, get ready, and still be comfortably on time, with some super powerful help.
I go downstairs and eat my oatmeal. When I turned to rinse my bowl, I noticed my mom looking at me briefly, then turning away. Why did she look so concerned? I think about turning and asking her, but then thought better on it. There was a really awkward incident just moments ago. I don't think I want to give her any more to think about or handle for awhile.
I go upstairs to put my stuff on, then I'm out the door. After I shut the door behind me, I try to remember how I was able to fly. Let's see. The first time, I was thinking of my happy place while falling from forty feet in the air. The second time, I was excited about my date with Connor. Now, what do those two times have in common? They were both times when I was happy. That's it! I need to think of something happy. Now, what makes me happy? I thought about how light I felt flying home. It felt amazing. I rose off the ground and took off for the bus stop.
I got there in time to be the last person getting on. I actually made it to the bus stop in time! I really like this flying thing. It felt really weird walking onboard, as opposed to my usual entrance in the back. The bus driver noticed me as I walked on and said, "You don't ride this bus."
I stopped. Wow. I never noticed how rare it is for me to be on time for the bus before. The bus driver doesn't even remember who I am!
"Yes I do. I ride in the back. You just don't notice me." I said.
She looked at her list. "Name?"
"Ember. Just Ember."
She turned up to me. "Don't you have a last name?"
"I'm not registered with a last name."
She looked at me for a bit, then looked at her list.
She pointed to a name and looked up. "Ember. Okay. Go take your seat."
She waved me and I sat in the back with my friends.
While my friends were talking about whatever, I thought about the previous conversation. I suddenly found it strange that I didn't have a last name. Why don't I have a last name? Why didn't I find it strange before? First, the strength, then the flying, then the glowing eyes and hands, now this? On top of all that, mom acted way weird this morning, almost suspicious. Something very strange is going on here, and I have a feeling mom knows something about it.
"Alexis, I-I'm not sure I can do this. I mean, what if I bomb?" I said out of nervousness. The butterflies in my stomach are fluttering so fast I feel almost nauseous. The material feels foreign against my skin.
"Relax, Ember. You're not going to bomb. Now come on out. Let me see how you look."
I grabbed my arms in discomfort. I suddenly regret the outfit choice I made this morning. "No. I look stupid."
"Just come out of there. You can't stay in the stall forever."
It's true. Being a girls' restroom, it's surprising the toilets reek something so foul I can hardly breathe. Even so, I was tempted to challenge her statement.
I let out a sigh. "Fine." I braced myself for the worst as I unlocked the door and walked out of the stall.
I was wearing a blue, one shoulder blouse and a matching blue asymmetrical length skirt with a pair of black, two-inch wedge, flip-flop sandals.
"What do you think? Is it okay?" I asked. I already know the answer. It's horrible. I should take it off right now. What was I thinking?
She took a good look at my outfit. "You're going to the movies, right?"
"Yeah."
"Too many formal pieces. Switch your skirt for your jeans and your sandals for your sneakers. Then come back out and let me see."
"Okay." I went back into the stall and made the quick switch. Then I came back out.
"Better, but it needs one more thing." She took off her sweatshirt and tied it around my waist just so. Then she stepped back.
"There. Okay, turn around for me."
I turned.
"Perfect. Just classy enough for your first date with Connor."
She just gave me a glimmer in my eyes. Maybe there's hope for me yet. "Really? You think I'm ready?"
"Definitely. Take a look for yourself."
Alexis stepped out of the way and I saw myself in the full length mirror. I looked like a girl with a classic edge. The kind of girl who likes to look her best, who also appreciates the smaller things in life. This girl has a good head on her shoulders and is confident in who she is. I have been transformed.
All those thoughts, and all my mouth can manage to say is, "Wow."
"See? I little class can go a long way. Now go on. He's probably waiting for you." Alexis said smiling.
I let out a breath with a smile back. "Okay." I said nodding.
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