Chapter 6: Cutter

I have decided to take the advice of some reviewers and post the names of the POV (points of views) of the characters, so here it goes! J

Elle's POV

Elle wandered the empty mall. It was nice when everyone was away at school, no one would bother her. Surely Daddy would be mad, but he was mad at everything. He also got mad when she lit the kitchen on fire because she got sick of waiting to microwave her food. She knew how to make it heat up faster, so why shouldn't she be allowed to? Besides, she was always homeschooled so technically should be considered running away from home, not skipping school.

There was Noah. He was always the one Daddy sent when she pulled these kind of stunts, which was really quite often.

"Elle, your father is very upset that you're skipping school," Noah said smiling. She knew that he had moved here to watch her, but she also knew why he moved at that time. No one knew but her and Noah, and the only reason she still knew that Claire had had a bit of an "accident" was because she didn't let on. She stuck out her lip and pouted,

"Oh, Daddy disapproves of everything." Elle liked Noah, which was why he wasn't dead. He actually listened and, as much as she hated to admit it, was a firm hand in her upbringing (literally, since her father didn't like to spank her himself). Noah held out a hand.

"Ready to go back?" Elle smiled and ran towards him. She took his hand.

"Don't you just want to stay and shop with me?" She said with a cheesy grin. Noah sighed and looked down.

"You know, I don't think you're father is going to treat this the same. He's going to be stricter this time." Elle furrowed her brow and looked up.

"Why do you think that?"

"Because I talked to him," Noah said. Elle bit her lip.

"Uh-oh," She said.

"Ya, and you can say good-bye to homeschooling." She looked up in shock.

"What?"

"You heard me. You'll be starting public school tomorrow,"

"Ugh, I don't want to start public school! People will be mean to me!" She smile mischievously "and then I'll have to be mean back,"

"Elle,"

"What! Why can't I use my powers?"

"You know the answer to that," Elle crossed her arms in front of her and pouted.

"But I wanna electrocute people." Noah stopped and bent down so he was even with her eyes.

"Elle, you may be in highschool now, but if you don't behave yourself I swear, I will throw you over my knee and spank you myself," Elle laughed and gave Noah a hug. She knew that to him she may just be a job, but to her, Noah was a father.

"Okay, I promise I won't kill anyone," she said.

Elle hadn't killed anyone since she was three. It had been an accident. She was throwing a temper tantrum and her Grandmother had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. That was the day she met Noah. They told him that she was a problem and he was to fix it. But this time, instead of a gun, he used a more powerful weapon- guilt. He made her realize what she did was wrong, and helped her face her guilt instead of ignoring it and letting it turn her mad. Noah had saved Elle's life.

"Alright, you'll start school tomorrow," he said. Then he stood up and walked with her out the door.

Daphne's POV

The wind roared in the car window. They were driving down the freeway in the old truck, but Daphne insisted on sticking her head out the window. She liked going fast. She loved the wind in her face as she passed other drivers. She was fast- at least for now. Pulling her head back in the inside, she turned to her dad. He caught her eye and smiled. She frowned.

"Why do we have to move." Daphne asked for the tenth time today.

"I already told you, I want you to get out and make some friends," her father answered.

"But I had friends!" Daphne protested. Her dad gave her a look.

"Inanimate objects are not friends," he said. Daphne sighed.

"He wasn't totally inanimate. Sometimes he would wave at me,"

"Scarecrows don't wave, Daphne." Her dad said with a smile.

"Well maybe they never wave to you," she unzipped her jacket and the zipped it again. "What if people are mean? I don't want people making fun of me. I already missed the first day of school riding in the car, what if people think I'm a cutter?" Daphne knew this was unlikely. People in wheelchairs don't cut school.

"No one's going to think you're a cutter. School will be great! A bigger school means more potential friends." Daphne rolled her eyes. At the same time, she hoped her dad was right. She'd never been out of Kansas and her father had refused to buy her a TV (they apparently didn't need it as he so often pointed out). A big city was a new concept and she hoped that there, things would be different.

Yay for new characters! I'm pretty sure that's everyone. Maybe not, probably.

Oh! And here's another little short! These are too much fun. This one takes place when Peter and Adam first met.

Peter: How old are you?

Adam: 23

Peter: How long have you been 23?

Adam: A long time.

Peter: I know what you are.

Adam: Say it, say it out loud.

Peter: Vampire.

Adam: What?!

Peter: Oh sorry, got caught up in the moment.

Adam: Ya, you're and idiot.

Peter: At least I don't sparkle!

Watch too many Twilight spoofs, couldn't resist ;D