"Renee." A deep soothing voice called me. My eyes flew open and I leaped out of the wooden stool. A familiar hand caught me while I tripped. Mike! I hugged him for what seemed like eternity. I was able to breath a sigh of relief again, knowing that this time it really was a dream. The cold air wrapped us tighter and all that was audible to me was our synchronized breathing.

"Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh." I breathed. My heartbeat slowed down to its norm.

"What did you do last night?" Mike whispered, rubbing my back. I gazed at his face.

"Nothing… Much." I joked around. Mike released me from his welcomed grip.

"A nightmare." Mike pinpointed. I wrinkled my eyebrows as a reply.

"What was it about?" Mike poked me.

"I don't really want to talk about it." I answered him honestly. Serenity! The thought prodded my mind.

"I am going to be right back." I said, looking back as I was running up stairs.

"Ok?" Mike was barley audible. I found my feet trailing the pathway to Serenity. I blew open the purple door. Serenity was nowhere to be found in her deep purple room. The beds where messed up and empty.

"Serenity. Serenity!" I hollered.

"What?" She moped. I looked around. No one was there.

"Over here." She moaned. I pushed the covers on the top of the bed, and I glanced underneath the bed. Black hair was visible, and then a face showed up.

"Really? I thought you stopped doing that the last time I saw you." I chuckled just a bit.

"And I thought you stopped having constant nightmares." She retorted playfully.

"You have a point there old chap." I held out my hand.

"Can I sleep for five more minutes?" She pleaded.

"Nope, it is only eight in the morning and you said we have a big job a head of us." I reminded her. Her face was grim and she threw the pillow at my face. I reflected the pillow and laughed.

"Go to your boyfriend, and eat breakfast with him already." She smiled.

"Oh shut up, he is not my boyfriend!" I tried to convince her.

"Oh whatever. I know you. You like him." She appeared right in front of me. I bounded backwards.

"Stop doing that!" I giggled. This time I was determined not to trip down the stairs and fall flat on my face. The aroma of cereal floated around me. Mike was crunching on cereal from afar. I slipped into the chair next to him.

"Want some?" He mumbled. I waved my hand.

"No, my stomach is unsettled."

"The dream, huh? Hey, why did Serenity sleep like that last night?"

"Sleepwalking. Now a day, she usually does not sleepwalk. Years ago she did that once a week. No one knows why though." I answered. Mike looked at me and tucked a piece of hair that was in my face behind my ear. For minutes we gazed at each other until a certain SOMEONE came down.

"I knew it! You guys are dating." Serenity rushed down.

"No we are not." Mike tried opposing her.

"Hurry up and get dressed Renee. We have to teach you some very important things." She demanded.

"Fine 'mother'." I sighed. I ran upstairs to the hallway where I left my backpack. The seat where my backpack was sitting was gone. Did I sleep walk? Or did I just forget I moved it to someplace else?

"It is over here Renee." Mike called. I sprinted down stairs and smiled that "opps" smile. I grabbed my backpack from Mike's hand and sprinted back upstairs into the blue bathroom. A smell of coconut overflowed in the bathroom, but there was no air freshener in sight. Maybe the perfume from Serenity or the shampoo she uses. It was a medium sized with walls that had clumps of a deep blue paint that is in a pattern. The look was actually very interesting and artsy. The bathtub is also a shower, how convenient. Locking the door, I open my backpack and choose a pair of jeans, a yellow shirt with a yellow over shirt. I took off my white pajama top and the goose bumps on my arms rose up.

"Goodness, it is cold." I shivered. I quickly slipped on my choice of clothing. Yawning, I fix the plaid, yellow collar and looked in the mirror. I was still the same as yesterday, nothing was different, even my hair wasn't messed up from sleeping. However, my bumps and bruises are lighter and less noticeable.

"Hmmm. What am I going to do now? I don't know how to do this stuff. I don't know the full story either." I sighed to myself. The same thought prodded me again and again. Mike. Do I honestly, truly like him? Do I just want to be a good friend of his, someone to hold you up when there is something wrong and visa versa? Or did I admire him? So many questions bustled in my head. Three knocks sounded on the door.

"Hey you done in there?" Serenity asked.

"Yeah, I have to use the bathroom very badly." Mike urged.

"I was only in here for like three minutes you guys." I replied.

"How do you know, do you time yourself?" Serenity joked around.

"Yeah. I do." I opened the door and showed her my watch.

"That is just like you." She rolled her eyes, smiling.

"Yeah yeah, just use the freaky deaky bathroom." I rolled my eyes back.

About ten minutes later, we were outside. A wave of irritation swept over my body. Nothing like this has ever happened to me. A tingly sensation was felt in my arms that made me felt like I needed to punch something. I didn't know this until I paid attention, but I was grinding my teeth very hard. Every thought that was streaming through my head was really just me yelling inside my head of something that someone did to me months and years ago. I had to break something, or do something about it. I must have looked fine, but I was experiencing heck inside me. My thoughts were horrible and violent, and I was feeling sick to my stomach from the anger inside me. Knowing it would be irrational of me to take it out on my two friends, and ignored it. Mike wasn't bothering me and neither was Serenity, they shouldn't receive harsh blows from me because I was irrational.

The sky was completely grey, and it was chilly. The grass was not quite an autumn colored yet, whereas the trees were bare. There were nine lit candles on the ground, and some boxes were on the ground as well. Mike was in the corner of the imaginary square with his arms crossed. I felt very stupid though. I mean, though I am seventeen and Mike is seventeen, I still felt like I didn't know anything. (Serenity is younger than me by a month.)

"Ok. How is this going to work? Won't someone see us Serenity?" I wondered.

"I set a mental barrier around us. Anyone who gets in sight of here won't be able to see us, they are just going to see a dark forest in front of us." She explained proudly.

"Ok, so what do you want me to do boss?" I asked. Mike pointed to the candles.

"We are going to teach you to how to use your ability without using your hands so when you can't use your hands you can still use your ability. Also, you need to learn to focus your ability on one spot so you don't effect everyone around you, only the people you want to effect." He explained.

"I want you to take away the air from the first and seventh candle, so they go out." Serenity instructed me. This shouldn't be that hard. A few seconds later I learned that I was wrong: I blew out all of the candles.

"That is ok, just try again." Serenity re lighted the candles. This time I looked at the candles and just thought about putting it out. And again, it wasn't as easy as I thought it would be: I made the flames grow bigger by giving them too much air. I shrugged and tried once again. You know what they say: third times the charm.

"Yay you did it!" Serenity congratulated me.

"Now do it to the third and fifth ones." Mike ruined the mood of happiness. The irritation I put to the side was bobbing to the surface of my mind again. What is up with me today? I succeed in blowing out the right candles again!

"Very good! Now we want you to be able to control these boxes by your air manipulation." Serenity pointed. The encouragement cooled down my anger quite a bit, and I felt sane again. The cogs in the back of my brain started working again, and out-of-the-box ideas of what I could do with air were being mass produced my head. I could produce a small twister, right? Maybe I can produce a bigger twister. I used all of my strength to think of a way to accomplish this. The wind speed started to pick up and grass, boxes, and candles spun around at first. The something occurred to me: what about Mike and Serenity? I put my brain to the test again and found out that I could divide my attention to my surroundings and do different things with my ability at the same time. So what I ended up doing was that I made the air push them up and down at the same time to keep them at place as the twister was created. I knew my two friends were yelling at me, but the sound of the twister sounded like three trucks on a highway passing me by, drowning out any other sound. The now fully formed twister obscured my vision, so in turn I didn't know how things were holding up with Serenity and Mike. The moment was slowing down, and I fell to one knee. The wind was whipping through my hair and hurt my face. Energy was being drained out of my body and I collapsed. The altered environment fell silent. I could hear the crunching of dead grass to my side. That was the only sound that could be heard,

"You guys." I opened my eyes, and rolled over just to crumble again. I pushed up my glasses and struggled to get onto my knees. All of a sudden, I was able to get up, but still stumbled to the side a bit.

"That," Mike started off.

"Was," Serenity followed.

"Just."

"WOW." They finished together.

"Thanks. Is the mental thingy still up?" I breathed heavily.

"You bet. How did you do that?" Serenity questioned me.

"I was thinking about interesting ways to use my ability. What I didn't know what that I could split my attention and use my ability in two different ways at the same time. Did you guys get picked up by my twister?" I yawned.

"No, it was like we had a barrier." Mike exclaimed.

"That is my Renee." Serenity smiled.

"Aw… My little girl, she is growing up so fast!" Mike walked and stood beside me.

"Wow." I sighed.

"What?" Mike grinned.

"Just….. Just…. Aren't you my same age?" I yawned yet again.

"Nope, I am nineteen." Mike put it bluntly

"But how? Didn't you say your were seventeen?" I asked, bewildered.

"You assumed I was. Remember, I never actually said I was seventeen. And I wasn't held back in school either, if you are wondering." He pointed out.

"Ok, enough with the chitter chatter. What else do you got?" Serenity poked me. I signaled them to get farther away from me, just in case. What really intrigued me was thought of being able to push myself in the air for a certain amount of time. That would be fun. Taking a deep breath, I analyzed how to do this thing. Iron Man! The way he tried to fly at first in the first movie! Maybe I could try that. I stood up straight and put my hands to the side, and faced my palms down. Slowly, but surely, I was lifting myself up in the air, so I decided to increase the airflow that was coming out of my hands. I looked down, and everything was getting smaller and smaller, until I was at least one hundred feet in the air. I could barely hear Mike calling out to me. It was amazing up here. Peace and quiet, the air quietly blowing through my hair. As the dare devil I am, I completely let go. The air automatically was hitting my face as I was hurling towards the ground. Don't get me wrong, I knew what I was doing, but I screamed out of the excitement anyway. The hard ground was growing clearer and clearer every second. Finally, I stopped and hovered at least three inches over the ground. I breathed out heavily, laughing my heart out and let go.

"That was fun!" I stood up.

"Don't ever do that ever again!" Mike scolded me.

"Come one." I whined.

"Just practice." Mike grinned.