Chapter 2 – Hilda
As the sun rose gently in the sky, I sat cross legged in Xavier's private garden. "Come on, think, imagine, visualize," I whispered to myself. I kept trying to create a dragon, but my mind came up blank. I told myself those same words every time I try to create something, but I always failed when I did. I was probably better off not saying anything. I sounded stupid anyway. I sat quietly for a few more minutes and still nothing appeared.
"I give up!" I yelled into the air. I leaned forward and put my head into my hands.
"I've never known you to give up on anything," Sam's voice came from behind me. I turn around and see her leaning in the doorway in jeans and a shirt with Captain America on it, covered with an unzipped, black jacket. She was an avengers fan and so was I. Janet wasn't really impressed.
I give Sam a small smile. She gives me one back before saying, "You do realize this is Xavier's Private garden, right?"
I laughed before standing up and dusting myself off. "Yeah, but I never stay long enough for him to notice. He left to somewhere this morning anyway."
"Even though he's not currently in the school, I still heard you yell from down the hall, so I would expect someone to be coming to check it out. We should probably leave," Sam replied.
We walk back inside and head to the one place we might be accepted this early in the morning, even though we had never been there before. We open Janet's door without knocking and ignoring the sign that said 'Keep Out', and in small print beneath it, 'including Sam and Hilda'.
Janet immediately turned around and threw her Xbox controller at us. It hit my knee, hard. "Wait! I need that!" Janet yelled, crawling over and grabbing it. While still on the ground, she smacks my knee.
"Ow!" I yelled, grabbing my knee.
"Ha! That's what you get!" she responded.
"I didn't even do anything!" She didn't respond and instead sat back down and continued to play Black Ops.
We sat on her bed and watched her play and I was trying to comfort my knee, which was still hurting. 'What do you want?" she asked after finishing her round of zombies, "and why did you ignore my sign?"
"Well I was just following Hilda," Sam responded.
"I wanted food," I said. They both look at me. "What?"
"Well I rarely even eat, so what makes you think I have food?" Janet asked.
"The fact that you have a stash of Doritos under your bed," I say, reaching under her bed without looking. I pull out a gun. They both laugh at me as I put it back and pull out a bag of Doritos. I open the bag and find a knife inside. Janet was the most confusing and dangerous person knew, and I knew a lot of people with very dangerous powers. I pulled out a second bag and find Doritos in it and start munching on them.
Janet seemed to finally realize that I was eating her food and stole the bag from me. "Hey! Give it back!" I yelled and stole it back from her.
"Stop yelling. It's 7:45 in the morning. Most people are still asleep," Sam said.
"Yeah Hilda, stop yelling." Janet accused. "Why are you awake anyway, you're never up this early."
"I don't know, why are you awake. Sam's the only awake at this time."
"Who said I ever went to bed?"
I hear Sam sigh to my right and stand up. She tossed her blond hair behind her shoulder and said, "I'm going to go study. You're welcome to come."
"No, We're good." Janet responds, starting another game.
"How would you know if I wanted go study with her or not?" I ask
"Because I know that you barely do your homework each night. Why would you willingly go do more work if you don't have to?"
"True."
"Get out of my room, didn't you see the sign?"
"Yes," I responded, "but I actively ignored it. I'm going back to bed anyway though." I left Janet to her game and went back to my room that was down the hall and around the corner. On my way, I stopped by the library to watch the people with telekinetic powers put it back together. There were a few people with a bruise or two, but nobody seemed to be severely injured.
Sam was studying in the corner, but I decide not to disturb her because I knew she had a test in her history class later that morning. I had the same class, but I was mostly just praying that I passed.
Eventually I got bored with imagining what happened, which didn't take long since I get bored easily. As I walked back to my room, I passed Janet, who looked like she was up to something, again. Deciding not to think about it, I entered my dorm and fell asleep as soon as I hit the bed.