A/N: I'm back from my road trip! So, as usual, thanks for the reviews. For this chapter I was going to use the longest title, Everybody's Got Something To Hide Except Me And My Monkey, obviously Because Max and Sadie are hiding their powers, but it was too long and wouldn't fit in the chapter title box thing on here, so… anyway, here is the long awaited (I think – I don't know, you tell me!) chapter. The first of my chapters for 2012! And ohmigeorge I just realised, Chapter 12 for the first chapter of 2012! Anyway, read!

Chapter 12 – I Want To Tell You

"What do you mean, you didn't do it?" I asked Max.
"I didn't move the icepack," he replied curtly.
I was still confused and my eyebrows were furrowed. Max was giving me a look as if to say, 'Hello?' and trying to get me to click on to what he was saying.
"What?" I asked him, still not clicking on.
"I said, I didn't move it."
"I know what you said."
"Well someone must've moved it, and if it wasn't me there leaves not very many suspects."
"What, you think I did it?" I was outraged at an impossible suggestion, "I'm all the way over here you blind fool!"
"I'm not on a hill though," he smiled like a smart arse and flinched as if he thought I was going to hit him.
"This is no time for joking, Maxwell!"
What was he saying, that I had moved it? I was a metre away!
"You're being stupid, Sadie," he accused me. I was outraged.
"Me? You're the one-!" I started to retort before her cut me off with shushes.
"Don't you realise?" he whispered, "This is your power!"
It hit me like a ton of bricks. Random things in the room started shaking. Max tried to calm me down so that Mum wouldn't see the things moving.

I eventually managed to calm my breathing and my heart rate. I mean, I knew it was coming, unlike Max who had to stumble upon it without warning. But I had been warned by Max, so I shouldn't have been that surprised. Even still, a realisation like that is a shock to anyone.
"Oh, wow," I exhaled, still in shock.
"I know all of this is a shock for both of us," Max soothed – he was good at doing that, "but it's okay, we can do this. I mean, it's not like there are any complications, this is actually really cool."
I had to agree with him – this was friggin awesome! No more getting up to get things. Although that would be extremely lazy, and I would probably put on a lot of weight. But of course it wasn't all about me. What about Max and the weather? That was a dangerous one. Controlling the weather could easily cause a natural disaster. I don't think Max would be able to live with himself if he did that.
"What about Mum?" I asked. We had literally forgotten she was there, and probably listening as well.
"Martha? Are you okay?" Max asked her. This was enough. I shook her vigorously, and not with my hands either. That got her attention. She looked at us as if she was scared of us.
"What's wrong, Mum?"
"You… you," she pointed a shaking finger at us, "You are not sane!"
"What are you talking about? Of course we are sane! Mum, how can you accuse your own daughter of insanity?"
"You think you have powers!" she spat at me.

My mouth went into a slight O shape – she heard. Max realised too and sighed.
"You see Martha, Sadie was helping me rehearse my drama performance. It's about these two friends who fall into a vat of toxic waste and they get superpowers! I'm one of them, so Sadie was being the other person for me. If you thought we were talking about us, pft! That's… that's…"
"Silly!" I finished off for him, "You see Mum, it was an honest misunderstanding."
It took her a while, but she finally believed the story we had concocted.
"If you say so…" she was back to normal and standing up, "Carry on, men."
We waited for her to leave.
"That was close!" Max exclaimed.
"Why can't we tell her the truth?" I wanted to know. She was my Mum after all.
"You saw her reaction when she thought it was real. And it is real, so imagine if you told and showed her. It wouldn't go down well."
He was right. We'd have to be living in secrecy forever.

We got over the shock of the events of the previous days, and even got used to what had happened to us. I actually thought it was bloody awesome. I had a pang of excitement each time I used my powers or even thought about them. Sometimes I would just sit there moving objects around in mid-air subconsciously. But I found out that my powers are only basic, and I require concentration to move things, and I can only move things that are in my capacity to move. Like, I can only lift things if I can actually lift them with my body.

Max and I ended up going back to school the day we had found out about our powers. I wanted desperately for someone to know at school, so I didn't have to keep it to myself, but I didn't know of anyone to tell. Sure, I had my three best friends but I didn't want to tell them.
"Hey, Sadie, you're back!" I turned around to find the only person I wanted to talk to at that moment – Patrick.
"Patrick!" he came up to me, smiling enthusiastically.
"How was your shopping centre ordeal?"
I was taken aback for a moment – how did he know about it?
"Max told me," he cleared up for me after seeing my look of confusion.
"Oh," I ohed, "Well, it was pretty scary and confusing."
"You were there for the light thing, weren't you?"
How did he know? Had Max told him everything? And since when were they besties?
"Uh, what gives you that idea?"
"Come on Sadie, everyone but you gets evacuated. You wake up, confused at first about why you're there or what happened – Max told me that."
"Well I have a question for you… since when are you and my boyfriend great friends?"
"Well, it seems that since I saved you from Tim that he's kind of… respected me. I mean, I really like him, I think he's a great guy, and he's so lucky to have you. And I think he might like me too."
"Oh, good! I'm really happy that the two of you are getting on so well!"

We stood there in an awkward silence for a moment. We weren't really… good friends before this ordeal, but now all of a sudden we are.
"Well, Sadie I've liked you for a long time. I was absolutely ecstatic when we ended up going to the same high school, having been in primary school together, but I just never worked up the courage to ask you out. But Max beat me to it. Then I was shocked to learn that Daniel and Tim liked you too, and I knew I wanted to take a shot at you before they laid their greasy mitts on you."
"Patrick, I think you've stepped up," I said to him and he had a confused look on his face, "You've stepped up in my books. You've gone from being an 'old friend' to… a good friend. If you're lucky, it might turn into best friend."
I could tell that I had shocked him. But I could also tell he was excited. He probably thought of this as an 'opportunity'. I could tell him right now that that was not going to happen. My expression must've changed, for so did his – it turned into concern.
"Sadie, are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"No you're not. You look unsettled… is this about what happened the other day?"
"Yeah, yeah, that's it!"
He so didn't believe me.
"Sadie, I've known you for ten years, I know when you're not fine or when you're lying, which you are now."
"Patrick, I want to tell you what's wrong but I can't. Actually, I'm surprised Max hasn't told you yet."
"Why can't you tell me?"
"It's a really big deal, Patrick. I can't go around telling people."
Just then, the bell luckily saved me from more excuses and explanations.
"I'll see you later, yeah?" I farewelled him, walking away.
"Yeah," he said softly and almost inaudibly. If it weren't for my super-hearing, I wouldn't have heard him.

I sailed through the morning, doing a good job of hiding my worrying and yearning to tell someone. Anna, Prudence and Molly didn't pick up on it. At morning tea though, I was faced with more questions.
"So, Sadie, we hear you slept in David Jones, with Max," Molly announced as soon as I sat down. I looked at Anna who was embarrassingly and almost apologetically looking down.
"So what if I did? If you had Special Forces people looking for you and surrounding the place, wouldn't you?" I snapped. No one said anything.
"I'm sorry," I apologised.
"No, I'm sorry Sadie," Anna apologised, "I shouldn't have told them. I know how scared you must've been and I know you are extremely grateful for me helping you."
"It's fine, Anna. And Molly? I did not sleep with Max."
The four of us laughed. Suddenly, the other three stopped laughing and were looking at something behind me. I turned my head to find my new worst enemy – Tim Grubb. He was sneering down at me. I noticed his black eye though. Geez, Max and Patrick were good hitters (and possibly myself also)!
"You slept in a shopping centre with that slime ball?"
I immediately got up and walked away furiously. He went after me.
"Sadie, look," he pulled my arm, turning me around to face him, "I'm really sorry for what I did. I should never have kissed you…"
Anna, Prudence and Molly gasped and had massive grins on their faces. I looked at them and said, "If you checked Facebook you would know what happened!"
I said it a bit meaner than I meant.

"No, Sadie, I deleted the post," Tim told me innocently and apologetically.
"You did?" I was stunned. This was a real change in personality. I wondered what was wrong.
"Yes. I realise that my actions were wrong, and I shouldn't have done the things I did."
"Your Mum put you up to this, didn't she?" I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes.
"No!"
"Tim, she's a woman who is not really into the whole 'meanness' thing like her son here is."
"No, she didn't, I swear!"
"Are you feeling guilty for getting the four of us in jail?"
"Yes… and now we have to go to court and it's all my fault."
"Yes, it is your fault, Tim."
He couldn't come up with any more 'apologies' so I just walked away. I didn't even notice someone watching from behind a pole.

It was the second last lesson of the day – HPE. Two certain people were in this class. It was a muck-around lesson, being near the end of the year and having finished all assessment. I sat down, not doing anything in particular. Patrick came over to me, as if to console me. He looked genuinely concerned.
"Sadie, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine Patrick, I told you that already," I snapped back at him and he looked hurt.
"Maybe she's pregnant…" the bloody asshole Tim leaned over and whispered as he walked past. My mouth hung open. The look on Patrick's face turned from hurt to absolute furiousness. He glared so hard at Tim, who just continued to walk over to his little posse.
"What was that all about?" Patrick asked me, still angry at Tim.
"Nothing," I replied, "You know Tim. He got us in jail, for God's sake."
"So you're saying he's just shit stirring?"
"Yes."

Patrick didn't look convinced as he marched over to stand near Tim's group to overhear what they were saying. Tim was smirking as he spoke secretively to his group, jabbing his thumb at me as he spoke. Patrick's eyes were furrowed as he listened secretively. Suddenly, they weren't furrowed anymore, they were raised. His eyes went wide and his mouth was agape. Then he was furious again. He pushed past some of Tim's 'friends' angrily and stood in front of Tim.
"Ah, Patrick, catching up on the goss, are you?" Tim casually asked.
"You bastard," Patrick's words were laced with intimidation and hatred.
"I'm sorry?"
"Did you tell your little friends just how you got that black eye?"
Tim looked uncomfortable.
"Yeah, it was a random attack in the street, wasn't it?" he gave Patrick a hard look, trying to get him to go along with his façade.
"No, you bullshitting idiot!" Patrick retorted angrily, "Max and I punched you multiple times after you interrogated Sadie! And is it still tender where she kicked you?"
He mockingly pouted. Tim looked very embarrassed as our other classmates who were listening snickered and made ooh sounds. Tim was the furious one now. He walked up to Patrick and stood right in front of him so that they were practically breathing on each other. This was going to get nasty. I spun around in my chair, alert. The whole class went silent as they watched in awe and fascination.

Tim and Patrick were absolutely furious with each other. It looked as though they were going to rip each other's throats out.
"Stop making up lies," Tim ordered Patrick furiously.
"YOU stop making up lies," Patrick retorted.
"It's not my fault Sadie slept with-."
He didn't get to finish his lie before Patrick had kicked his shin and made him cry out in pain.
"This isn't the end," Patrick spat as he sauntered triumphantly away. It was adorable.
"Thanks for that," I thanked as he came back over to me.
"Anything for you, honey pie," he replied, bowing.
"Oi, Patty!" Tim tauntingly called out to Patrick. He hated being called Patty. Patrick slowly straightened up and turned around.
"What?" he sourly asked.
"You're right. This isn't the end. Let's finish this now!"
"You're dreamin', Grubb."
"No I ain't!"
"Well I'm not doing it here."
"Why? You chicken?"
Patrick tensed up.
"Or are you trying to protect your girl here?"

That did it for noble Patrick. He lunged towards Tim, whose fist was ready and waiting. He sent Patrick's head flying on contact.
"Did you forget that I punched you too?" Tim taunted.
"Did you forget that we all went to jail because of you?" Patrick retorted.
Patrick's quick hand flew straight into Tim's stomach, winding him. As I watched the ordeal, I looked down in shame and pity for Patrick. I looked at my hand, realising. I clenched and unclenched my fist as I looked at it. A smile crept across my face.
"You think you can beat me?" Tim jeered.
"No, I know I can beat you!" Patrick corrected. The two were on their toes, fists raised. The teacher, Ms Garth, finally noticed what was happening.
"Hey, hey! What's going on here?" she asked, stepping between the two boys.
"Tim is a feral slime ball," Patrick stated, still glaring at his opponent.
"Well we know that," Ms Garth surprised us by saying, "But what is this fight about?"
"Tim abused Sadie and I. He also managed to get us arrested."
There were gasps of shock from around the room. Scandal!
"Wait, how did he manage to get you arrested?"
"By abusing us! We were practising self defence against him and we were arrested for violence!"
"Is this true, Tim?"
"They deserved it!" Tim exclaimed.
"You bastard!" Patrick dodged around Ms Garth to hit Tim fair and square in the nose. But that didn't stop Tim. He just swung his arm recklessly and aimlessly around… missing Patrick and hitting Ms Garth in the cheek instead!

Everyone was appalled. A student had just attacked a teacher.

"Oh my God, Miss, I am so sorry!" Tim rushed over to her, placing his hand on her shoulder. She shrugged him off.
"There you go again, attacking people!" Patrick snarled at him, "Don't you ever learn?"
"Oh shut up!" Tim went for Patrick. But not if I had anything to do with it. Motioning with my hand, I managed to take possession of Tim's hand and force him to hit himself. Patrick added to the hit, punching his jaw. It didn't look in place after that.
"You two!" Ms Garth recovered from the blow and pointed at them, "You will be going to see Mrs Milton as soon as this class finishes!"
They both hung their heads in shame. There were people looking through the windows. Mrs Milton was the deputy principal and could be very scary.
"Actually, Sadie, you're involved in this, go with them."
I was shocked. I wasn't involved! Well, maybe I was. They were fighting over me, after all. She did throw me a sympathetic smile though, probably knowing that I didn't want to be involved and that I had no choice. As if on cue, the bell went just then. Then the four of us were off to the office.

So Sadie discovered her power. And another punch up between Tim and Patrick. I think that answers someone's question about whether Tim will ever learn. Do you think that apology was sincere? That he did mean well but retaliated after Sadie rejected the apology? I wonder what lies ahead for them. Actually, I know what's ahead, you wonder what's ahead! I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Consider this my late Christmas present to you!
Also, tell me in your review which is your favourite chapter so far and why – mine is Chapter 7: "If I Needed Someone" because I love the punch up and it reveals the true personalities of the three boys and how they feel about Sadie.