Sorry, I know it's a little short. Oh well. Thanks to Brent Holcombe and Cleo Lorenz for reviewing!
Everything Changes
Nikki trudged miserably through the crowded hallways to chemistry class. She'd had a horrible headache ever since the incident with the scalpel. Usually, she would have gone to the nurse on a day like this. But Nikki was too scared that what she'd done would be discovered, so she decided to bear it. What she didn't know, was that the accident had happened on one of the most inopportune days of her life.
The biology teacher was back today, but the class stayed in the chemistry room to avoid the trouble of moving all their equipment.
When Josh thanked her for finishing without him, Nikki just mumbled something inaudible and squeezed her eyes shut, wincing at the growing headache.
The teacher gave them an A and commented lightly on Nikki's ability to work and have three conversations going at once. He called her "quite the multitasker." Josh laughed good naturedly, but Nikki was beginning to feel like the room was slowly turning.
"I have to sit down…" she started, but her voice trailed off. Nikki realized she was falling toward the floor. Everything seemed to be in slow-motion. In alarm, Josh lunged forward and tried to catch her.
As he watched in amazement, his lab partner began glowing blue. Josh threw his arms under her, but he never made contact.
Nikki never forgot Josh's surprised face as she fell through him. She didn't realize that she had suddenly begun beaming like a radioactive gel pen, but she could see that he had.
A few kids turned to look and watched in amazement as their blue classmate collapsed through Josh's outstretched hands and headed for the floor. The moment she connected with him, her glow seemed to shoot up his arms so that he too was radiating blue light.
But the girl never even hit the floor. Instead, she disappeared into it, leaving a glowing blue silhouette on it.
It was like falling into water; the horrible sensation of feeling it close over her head. Instantly, everything became pitch black and she found herself gasping and fighting for air.
The English teacher seemed to rattle on and on. Terri stared at the ceiling in boredom. To her amazement, a bright blue girl suddenly dropped out of it directly on top of the teacher. Terri leaped to her feet excitedly and watched the girl fall straight through the teacher, ending her little adventure with a painful thud against the ground floor.
The whole class was on their feet and cheering when Nikki came to her senses. A glowing face, half covered by glasses, was staring curiously at her. With a shriek, she struggled to her feet and looked about wildly.
What had happened dawned on Nikki almost instantly when she saw the blue shape above her. I fell through the floor!
All of the sudden, the wall of the classroom seemed incredibly inviting. Nikki bolted through the desk and into the wall. The next thing she knew, it was dark again, but she plunged ahead. Nikki felt herself break free of the concrete and hunched up to catch her breath.
She didn't stay for long. People were thundering down the steps from the floor above her and Nikki knew it wouldn't be long before she'd be facing the English class again. She darted on.
Nikki ran until she got home. Pushing the door open, she hurried in and slammed it shut behind her. For a long time, Nikki remained there, leaning against the door and breathing hard. Sobs would shake her occasionally, but then they would gradually die away. What had happened to her? Was everything going to be alright?
After a while, Nikki dragged herself up the steps to her bedroom and threw herself down on her bed. She cried there for a while longer before getting miserably to her feet and walked into the bathroom.
She flicked on the light and stared into the mirror. A pale, tear stained face gazed back at her pityingly. It spoke gently. "What am I going to do?"
Frustrated, Nikki picked up the hand towel and threw it at the mirror. Her reflection offered no answers. She was tired of looking at herself and decided to take her contacts out. As she carefully screwed the lid of the contact container back on, Nikki felt a wave of nausea wash over her.
Gasping, Nikki staggered for a moment and blinked. Her headache began to return with just as much force as ever. Rubbing her face and sighing, Nikki began the endless journey to her room.
By time she walked through the doorway, she was swaying like a drunken girl. Nikki paused a moment to yank her ponytail out of her hair and throw the rubber band on top of the dresser.
Everything was really spinning now. The world about her was upside down and inside out. With a final lurch, Nikki sprawled onto her bed. Her last sight before passing out was a spider web on her windowsill.