Hello there! Thank you to QueenOfTheFAYZ 26, bluedayssilvernights and Guest for reviewing. LY! BTW, in response to Guest's comment, I haven't read the first Gone book in over a year, so forgot Diana's eye colour. I assumed they were blue because when Gaia was born she had blue eyes, and she couldn't have got them from Caine as his are dark. I would have looked it up in the book, but my brother borrowed it over a year ago and he STILL hasn't finished it! Sorry to anyone offended by my horrendous mistake. But I digress, let's start the chapter!
Caine's POV
Caine was sitting on his laptop, writing a speech on "Why I'm happy to be me". The perfect speech for him; he had so much material to work with. Caine wasn't great at English, but there was something about writing how amazing, handsome, talented he was that pleased him. To make it better, he would get to tell the whole class this.
Drake had let Caine see his essay. It was mainly about how he was awesome for being able to make people fear him. No doubt after Drake's speech the teacher would send him to the counsellor. Teachers often sent Drake to the counsellor to, as that annoying counsellor said, "have a nice little chat." Caine had spent some time with that woman, being asked question after question. "Why do you think you're better than others?" "Are you controlling?" and so on and so on.
Caine looked over at his roommate, he was reading a magazine about guns .The only thing he ever read was magazines about guns. Caine knew that Drake probably had a gun hidden in the room. Caine didn't care though, he had a much more powerful weapon. Caine cleared his throat. "I think we have to deal with Frederico," Caine said, without looking from his screen. "Why?" Drake was staring with greedy eyes at something in the magazine. 'Probably looking at his next toy,' Caine thought to himself.
"Because," Caine answered, "Panda says Frederico's getting to big for his boots. Forgetting who is boss around here." Drake laughed, no doubt thinking of ways to teach Frederico a lesson. "We need to make him remember that we're in charge." Caine laughed, surprised that Drake was able to make a joke. He looked back and realised Drake wan't joking. Drake actually thought he was in charge. 'Poor idiot', Caine smiled to himself. "Just set Frederico right. You know how." Caine returned to his work, only to be interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Can you get that?" Caine asked Drake. "Why can't you?" Drake protested. The person knocked again. The boys just looked at each other, neither going to give in. A third knock. "Hurry up!" the person yelled. "If we're quiet, that slut might go away." Caine smiled, he loved messing with Diana as it let her know who was in charge. Another knock. "If you guys are screwing, can you hurry up, get dressed and open the bloody door!" Drake jumped up, and tore his way to the door like a wild animal. He opened the door, but blocked Diana's way in. "What is your problem?!" Drake screamed in Diana's face. "Did you really have to say that crap loud enough for the whole corridor to hear you?" A sly smile crossed Diana's face. "I wanted you to open the door, and my paln worked."
Drake and Diana stared at each other. Drake refused to move out of Diana's way, Diana refused to leave. Caine was getting annoyed, so broke the silence. "How can we help you Diana?" Diana looked at Caine and then to Drake. "You can call your dog off for a start." "Drake, sit down." Caine spoke in the stern voice he used to threaten Drake. Drake looked at him with hate, and let Diana move into the room.
"What's up?" Caine asked as he put his laptop away. "Guess what I found?" She seemed genuinely excited and pleased with herself. "Six feet of rope, and you want suggestions with what to do with it?" Drake even had a bit of hope in his voice. Diana responded by sending Drake a dagger look. She then returned to Caine, sensing that he wasn't going to play along. "A three bar." "Good work," Caine smiled at her. He could see Diana was thinking whether or not she should reciprocate the smile. "You've got a good little servant there Caine," Drake interrupted.
Caine and Diana looked at him, both giving him dirty looks. They returned to their conversation. "Who?" Caine inquired. "My best friend," Diana said sarcastically. "Drake," Drake looked up from his magazine. "I didn't know you developed powers." "What?" Drake was completely confused and had no clue what was going on. Diana rolled her eyes. "I almost feel sorry him." "Yeah," Caine sighed, "so can I assume you're talking about Erin?" Diana nodded. "Who's Erin?" Drake asked. "My roommate, Erin Smyth," Diana answered. The look on Drake's face showed that didn't help. Diana sighed, "She's really small, has short brown hair and looks like she doesn't belong at Coates. She's in your Spanish class." Drake shook his head. "The one that the whole spider thing in Maths happened to," Caine offered. "Aaah… that girl. She's a wimp. Good luck training her to fight." Caine realised Drake was right.
He looked over at Diana. "Does Erin know she has powers?" Diana shook her head, "I don't know." "Well," Caine jumped up, "let's pay her a visit." He walked over to the door. "Diana, coming?" She was about to follow him. "Do you need me?" Drake asked. Diana let out a laugh of derision. "We want her to trust us, not run away screaming," Caine said as he and Diana walked out the door.
Erin's POV
Erin had gotten a lot of work done in the library and was looking forward to her bed. She opened her bedroom door and was met with the scene of Diana and Caine talking to each other. They instantly looked at her when the door opened, like parents waiting up for their child when the kid snuck out. Erin had came in to the room once before when Diana had a guy in there. On that occasion Erin had been witness the pair making out. This time was different, although perhaps not better.
"Hey," even she recognised the confusion in her voice. "Hello, Erin" Caine flashed a handsome smile at her. Diana just rolled her eyes. "Let's talk." Caine gestured for Erin to sit down on her bed. She was being told what to do in her own room, a new experience entirely! "So Erin, are you able to do anything… unusual?" Erin raised an eyebrow. She had no idea what he was talking about. "Not really," she shrugged.
"I can." Caine held eye contact with Erin. He raised his wrist, and out of the corner of Erin's eye she saw something move. She turned to see one of the wardrobes float a foot up into the air. Erin was astounded, she blinked and rubbed her eyes. She turned to back to see if the Caine and Diana were seeing this. Diana just looked bored, and Caine was staring at the wardrobe. 'He's doing this!' Erin reaalised. As his hand lowered the wardrobe dropped. He turned his attention back to Erin.
"I'll ask again, can you do anything unusual? I know you can, so just show us. Don't be afraid, because there's more than just you or me. Quite a few actually, and everyone has a different power." Erin looked at Caine and Diana, she realised she had no choice. "OK," she sighed, and walked into the bathroom. She came back out with glass of water and set it in front of Caine and Diana. She did the whole ice thing and after looked to see if she had impressed the pair. Diana's face was expressionless, while Caine was obviously thinking. "You should be able to do more if you're a three bar."
"If I'm a what?" Erin had no clue what he had called her. "The way powers work," Diana spoke for the first time, "is that some people are more powerful than others. I'm able to tell this by touching a person. It's based on the whole mobile phone signal. Most people with powers are a two or three bar." "I'm the only four bar," Caine interjected. Erin and Diana rolled their eyes simultaneously at him. "Great," Caine sighed, "another eye roller."
"So," Erin said, "how powerful are you, Diana?" "I'm a two bar who can read other people's powers. I read yours when I grabbed your arm earlier." Erin couldn't really see how that was of any use. "Can you tell exactly what a person's power is?" Diana hesitated, "um, no." "That's a useless power." Erin saw by Diana's face that she had insulted her. "Excuse me! What do you mean 'useless'?" "Well," Erin started to explain herself, "If someone is going to kill you, what are you going to do? Say to the person hold on, can I see if you've any special powers?" "Oh, what would you do?" Diana snapped. "If there was a puddle or something, I would freeze the water, break some of the ice off and stab the person. Ice can be very sharp and do a lot of damage. Remember that next time you annoy me." Erin finished off with a smile.
"Ladies, please," Caine tried to stop their argument. He turned towards Erin, "I think you have potential. We meet at Room 17 at 7pm on Tuesdays. See you there." And with that he walked out he room. Erin and Diana were left alone.