The night was crazy. People were dancing on tables, alcohol was going as quick as virginities. Blaire was the oddball, like always. While everyone else partied, she sat quietly singing to herself. It always calmed her mind to sing, and right now she didn't want to be here. A strong voice entered her mind, but as she opened her eyes she saw a slightly plump woman with blonde hair smiling at her. "If you don't want to be here, why don't you go home?" Blaire was confused, and wasn't sure why the woman was smiling at her while speaking that way. As she sat quietly, she realized that the woman seemed knowing of her. Almost as though she could read her emotions, or her mind? Blaire looked up at her, but stayed seated.
"How do you know I'm not happy being here?" The woman shook her head, and took a seat beside her. She shuffled a little, and spoke of random things before looking back at Blaire.
"Anyone with a brain could see you're not happy, but let's just say I have great intuition." The woman made movements, but Blaire only shook her head and smiled a little. For some reason, this girl was very easy to get along with. Blaire looked around for a second, her brown hair falling around her face. She tucked a few strands behind her ear, and looked back at the girl. "I can read what you're feeling, and I know you are like me." At first, Blaire was confused, but then she thought for a moment. Still, she wasn't sure what the girl meant.
"What are you talking about?" Was this girl drunk? She did act a little that way, but for some reason Blaire knew she wasn't. The girl seemed to act like this was her usual self. As if she hadn't even tasted a drop of alcohol. Blaire looked at her, in her eyes, and the woman's smile faded.
"Have you ever had something happen, something that made no sense. Have you ever controlled someone's emotions?" Suddenly, memories flooded through Blaire. There were several times when she had been bullied or picked on. All she did was sing, and her voice seemed to calm the person. There were other times when she had sang and caused other emotions. If she was crying, she could make other cry with her. Sometimes, she could get people angry, but it depended on whether she was angry. Blaire had always just thought she was gifted with a voice, but nothing too extreme. Her eyes had trailed off, and she was staring at the ground. Slowly, she looked back up at the woman beside her.
"How did you... What are you?" It was all starting to make sense. If this woman was like her, if she could also control emotions wouldn't she be able to feel them too? Maybe she could only feel emotions, but not control them? A spark of happiness struck Blaire, and she started to feel as though she wasn't alone. The woman smiled at her again, but showed no teeth this time.
"I'm like you. So let's just say you're not the only weird one around here." The woman nudged her head toward the crowd around them. Blaire glanced around at everyone, and saw them as normal people. They all drank more than they should, and some couldn't even hold their liquor. The woman stood up, and offered a hand too Blaire. If it had been a few minutes before, she wouldn't have taken it. For some reason, she trusted this woman, and was curious as to what she knew. Taking her hand, she was pulled up. The woman let go, and nudged her head again. "Follow me, let's see what you can do." Blaire only nodded, and followed the woman.