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My brain exploded in pain and tears trickled down my face. I curled up onto the floor with my hands clutching my head. Don't blow up now, I begged. Images and random words flashed under my eyes but I couldn't understand any of it. Everything was just there for a split second and then something new would replace it. I bit my lip to keep myself from screaming. Just kill me, I asked God. If you're out there, just please kill me and get it over with. Please, please, please just make it go away. After what felt like hours, the agony slowly ebbed away leaving a very freaked bird kid. I haven't had a brain attack for weeks. Were they always this painful?
"Hey, you ok?" Zoey asked uncertainly. Aphrodite glanced at me and then looked away.
"I'm fine." I croaked, hating how weak I looked.
Weakness isn't always bad. The Voice said. If you have no weakness, you aren't a person. Heroes conquer their weakness.
So let me get this straight. I thought angrily. First, you tell me my whole life's an experiment. My whole freakin' life! And now you're telling me it's human to be weak? Well let me tell you buddy, your fortune cookieness is bugging the heck outta me! Can't you ever tell me something without making it a crazy riddle? Is that too much to ask for?
My mental tirade was interrupted by Aphrodite, the Barbie doll. "Did you just have a vision?" She asked, lacking her sneer.
"Nope." I said popping the p. "Just something else that happens a lot. Something very annoying that happens a lot."
I'm very sorry to hear than, Maximum. The Voice sure didn't sound sorry, but then again, it was always lacking emotions.
"Just shut up already!" I yelled.
"Whatever." Aphrodite tossed her hair over her shoulder and smirked. "You're worse than Zoey. She barely cusses, but you don't cuss at all."
"Wow. You know what? You're right! You deserve a gold star!" I said sarcastically. "Who cares if I don't cuss?" I try not to cuss in my head either, we don't want Angel to improve her vocabulary.
She shrugged. "I just wanted to point that out."
I made my eyes huge and innocent. "Well I'll remember to work on that, thanks!"
Aphrodite glared at me. I have a habit of getting under people's skin. What can I say? It's a talent. "Work on your fashion sense." She sneered. Was that supposed to be a diss? Work on your fashion sense? I don't know squat about fashion and I don't think that's very important. There were always more important things to worry about like, getting attacked, food and shelter, flock problems, The School, Itex, saving the world, expiration dates, and Fang. Did I actually just think Fang? Let's just forget I thought that, kay?
"Stop fighting!" Zoey said. "You guys have no clue what I'm going through, and this doesn't help!"
"Excuse me?" I said venomously. "What you're going through?"
Aphrodite glared at me. I kinda expected her to start hissing or something, but she nodded. "Zoey's got a lot of responsibilities for a fledgling."
"Then please explain to me." I rolled my eyes and pretended to yawn. This would be boring; anything's boring compared to my life. A walk in the park.
"We can't, the vamps would find out." Zoey said.
"How come she knows?" I ask half heartedly.
"They can't read Zoey's mind or mine." Aphrodite said smugly.
"Cool, so I'm not the only one." I said, not really caring.
"They can't read your mind? How do you know?" Zoey asked.
I shrugged. "They just can't, trust me, they can't."
"We'll talk this over." Zoey said, referring to Aphrodite and herself.
"I'll take a nice, hot shower." I said and walked into the bathroom.
In the shower I sighed and relaxed, as much as I could, as the hot water poured onto me. One thing I hate about being on the run is no showers, we all get grimy and showers are just nice. The good thing about my gills, are that they only show up when I'm engulfed in water. Showers and rain don't make them pop out.
After my shower I walked back into the dorm room. The feeling of being clean made me feel lighter and happier. Aphrodite raised a perfect eyebrow when she saw me. "What?" I asked harshly.
"Why are you wearing the same clothes that you were wearing before you showered?" She said in disgust.
I gave her the same excuse for the missing luggage.
"I forgot about that!" Zoey whacked her head with her hand. "I'll lend you something."
"Thanks." I said, sounding unsure. Not a lot of people are this kind to me. When it comes to beating up some people, I'm totally relaxed. Yet when someone's kind, I clam up. The joy of being an anti-social mutant freak.
What did Zoey lend me? Some sweats? A T-shirt and some jeans? Nope. She handed me a freakin' mini skirt! I hate skirts already, but a mini skirt!? Too bad for me, she took my other clothing and put it in the washer. So I'm stuck in a freakin' mini skirt until the laundry's done! Luckily, she gave me a sweatshirt. At least I don't have to worry about my wings. But still! A MINI SKIRT! I examined myself in the mirror. The reflection looking back at me looked even more Barbie like than Aphrodite. Ugh.
I glared at Zoey when she came into view. "You lent me a freakin' MINI SKIRT! What the heck is wrong with you?" She smiled sheepishly.
"It was the only thing that was left. Everything else's laundry." She shrugged. "You look like Aphrodite."
"Thanks." I said sarcastically. "My goal in life is to look like Barbie." Zoey eyed my shoes thoughtfully.
"Combat boots and a mini skirt doesn't fit. Do you want me to lend you some shoes?" Zoey never struck me as fashion crazy as Nudge, but people can surprise you.
"No thanks. I like my combat boots." I said sourly. They're heavy enough to do some damage when I kick. Zoey frowned but didn't do anything else.
"I've decided that I'm going to tell you about my crappy life." She said. Bet it's not as bad as my shorter crap filled life. Zoey sat on the carpet and began talking.
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