Hey Everyone,

I know, I'm a really horrible person for not updating in so long, but can you guys please forgive me? I've been really busy with school work, but I never forgot about this story, its always been in the back of my head, and I'm constantly coming up with different scenarios in which the direction of the story could start to go. I hope you will all take a look at this chapter and let me know if you liked it or not! Oh and before I forget, don't forget to review!

Much Love,

Nova

As Lena made her way down the hallway, she was still very pissed off. She couldn't believe the nerve of that boy. He was just so infuriating, and she wanted nothing more than to just...burn him. The words quietly echoed in her head, making her almost stop dead in her tracks as she made her way to the Provost's office.

Lena softly whispered under her breath, "Oh shit!." Once she realized that she was so pissed off that she probably exuded that internal anger at the boy, and, undoubtedly, probably used some of her newly found powers on him. "Dammit, dammit, dammit!," Lena harshly whispered over and over again. Oh man was her Grammie going to have a hay day with this when she finds out that she "accidentally" used on someone who doesn't have powers.

As Lena picked up her pace as she neared the Provost's office, Lena quietly whispered to herself, "Deep, calming breaths Lena. Deep, calming breaths."

Walking into the Provost's office, his secretary gave her a glare before motioning towards one of the empty chairs in the waiting area. Lena couldn't help but think, "Excuse you, you old hag.," as she looked pointedly at the woman before soundlessly taking a seat in one of the chairs.

For Lena, it felt like she had been waiting in the waiting area of the school for a millennium before Caleb walked out of the Provost's office and mouthed to her, "Good Luck," as he walked out the office door.

Deeply sighing, Lena stood up, making sure to straighten her skirt and blouse, before heading toward's the Provost's open door. Walking in, Lena quietly shut the door behind her and turned to walk over to one of the open chairs in front of the Provost's desk.

"Ah, Miss Towne. Please sit down.," said the Provost as she barely glanced up from the papers on his desk.

"Thank you, sir. You wanted to see me?," said Lena.

"Yes...," Provost Higgins trailed off as he continued to make a note on one of the papers.

Patiently waiting for Provost Higgins's answer, Lena didn't say anything, but instead decided to fold her handed on her lap as she waited.

"Do you know why you were called to my office Miss Towne?," asked Provost Higgins as she finished writing and looked pointedly at the girl.

"Um, no sir, I do not.," replied Lena in an innocent voice.

"Mmm mmhmm.," said Provost Higgins before continuing. "Well Miss Towne, it is widely known that in these many years, Spencer's Academy had not had a good women's swim team. This year could very well prove to be the year that our girls finally get their chance at winning the conference meet, and quite possibly going to state! Now this institution prides itself on each of our students excelling in academia, however, we also widely support our student athletes and their endeavors. Now, Miss Towne, I am willing to over look your lack of adherence to the school dress code today because I would rather not hinder you from helping our young women's swim team at a chance for their year's conference title and chance to go to state later in the season. Make no mistake, I will only let it slide this one time. Do not engage in this sort of behavior again, Miss Towne. Is that understood?," said Provost Higgins with a stern look upon his face.

Open and shutting her mouth a few times, Lena was finally able to reply, "Yes sir. It's crystal, sir."

"Good. You may go now. Tell Ruth to get you a pass for your next class.," said Provost Higgins before dismissing her with a hand gesture.

Walking out of the Provost's office, Lena quietly shut the door behind her and walked up to the desk where the woman gave her a glare before handing her a pass for the day.

Not able to help herself, Lena said before walking out of the Provost's office, "I should have told you this earlier, but you have shit in your teeth." Lena couldn't help but smirk from the shocked and appalled look that crossed the secretary's face. Immediately the woman pulled out a small mirror and began checking her teeth by smiling at the mirror.

Quickly leaving the office, Lena couldn't help but chuckle at the semi-evil thing that she had done to the secretary. What could she say though, that woman deserved it.

The rest of Lena's day seemed to go off without a hitch, and soon it was time for her to leave her study hall and head to her locker to grab her books, backpack, and her small bag filled with things that she needed for her stay with her grandmother.

"All ready to go Laney-bug?," asked Tana as she walked up to stand by Lena at her locker.

"As ready as I'll ever be. I still can't believe that my mother is making me stay with that woman.," said Lena with a pout marring her usually serene face.

"Well, its just two days. I mean how bad can it be?," asked Tana.

"How bad can it be? Are you serious? My grammie is not the kind of grandmother that sits at home baking cookies and knitting all day. She's totally hardcore. I'm talking no fun under any circumstances. She's already making me attend the dinner she's hosting at her house tonight. Gaaaahh. Can't you just come and kidnap me or something so that I don't have to stay with her?!," said Lena as she plead with her best friend.

"Look. You will be fine! Don't worry about it! Dinner probably won't even be that bad...," said Tana as she trailed off, not even getting to finish her sentence as Lena quickly jumped in.

"Not going to be that bad?! The woman is making me dress up! You know how much I loathe dressing up! Its going to be a living nightmare. Just please come get me sometime this weekend, so we can sneak out, and I can leave the crazy house for awhile.," said Lena dramatically.

"I'll see what I can do...," said Tana trailing off again.

"Alright good.," said Lena with a smile before she continued speaking, "I'll see you later.," said Lena as she glanced down at her watch realizing that she needed to make her way out to the front of the school to be picked up.

As Lena made her way out to the front of the school to meet her grandmother, someone began walking beside her.

"Sooo, not going to practice today Queenie?," asked an all too familiar voice.

"Sooo...no. I have better things to do.," said Lena sarcastically, not even sparing Reid a glance.

"Better things to do? I thought you lived and breathed swimming.," said Reid as he still kept step with Lena as she tried to make her way to the front of the school.

"I do, just not today. I have a hot date with destiny, who hasn't been too kind to me as off late.," said Lena with sarcasm laced in every single word she said.

"Well it doesn't surprise me Queenie, I mean you are quite the hot-head and cocky little thing...It was bound to happen sometime that you got knocked off your high horse.," said Reid cockily.

Abruptly stopping, Lena looked at Reid and said, "You know nothing about me, so don't think that you can just say whatever you want to my face without getting a rise out of me. I don't need your shit, and I'm certainly not going to take it like everyone else! So do me a favor and leave me the fuck alone!"

As Lena looked at Reid with her heated stare, she could feel that burning sensation fill her senses again. If she didn't control it, something would most likely happen for the second time today.

Taking a close look at the small girl in front of him, Reid could feel power rolling off the girl as she examined her more closely trying to see if anything strange would happen to her, he noticed that her eyes had darkened to an ethereal dark green, almost black color that had spread throughout her irises. The color even made her eyes look like she didn't have pupils. There was something strange about this girl, but he didn't know what it was about her that was screaming at him that she could be dangerous if she chose to be.

Calming herself down, Lena decided to speak to a very quiet Reid, who seemed to be stuck in his thoughts.

"Look. I'm just having a really bad day, and I really don't need your shit right now Reid. Don't take it personal. I'm just pissed off at everything, and its not your fault. I'm sorry for blowing up at you.," said Lena before she turned and walked away, letting a deep sigh escape her lips as she went.

"Hey!," yelled Reid at Lena.

Lena stopped and turned to look at the boy.

"I never take anything you say Queenie as being 'personal.' Although, I will admit, I think I would enjoy you more if you would let that fire inside you show more often...just please don't burn me like you did earlier today.," said Reid with a cheeky grin.

For a split second, Lena let a shocked expression pass her face before she quickly covered it up with an emotionless expression.

"Reid, I never burn you, you seem to be able to do that to yourself quite well.," said Lena before she quickly turned and walked out Spencer's front doors.

Following behind Lena, Reid watched as she made her way over to a black BMW with tinted windows. He watched as she quickly got in, and the car quickly sped away from the school's circle.

Getting into the car, Lena looked at her grandmother, who said nothing to her as she got situated. Once Lena was in the car and buckled up, her grandmother quickly put the car into drive and sped out of the circle.

"How was school, Catalena?," asked Lena's grandmother as she watched the road.

"It was fine, Grammie. School is school.," said Lena as she looked out the passenger side window.

Lena's grandmother snorted before saying, "Uh huh. Well your mother called me and said she got a call from the Provost's office today."

"Shit.," said Lena under her breath.

"I heard that.," said Lena's grandmother as she glanced at her granddaughter. "I may be old, but I'm not deaf.," said her grandmother giving Lena a warning glance for her use in language.

"Sorry, Grammie.," said Lena as she looked at her grandmother before looking out the car window again.

"So are you going to tell me what happened today, or am I going to have to repeat what your mother told me?," asked Lena's grandmother.

Taking a deep breath and looking down into her lap, Lena began to quietly speak. "I got called into the Provost's office today because I didn't wear our designated uniform. He gave me a warning and then let me go to class.," said Lena.

"Mmmhmm.," said Lena's grandmother as she began to think.

"Did anything else happen today?," asked Lena's grandmother as she stared suspiciously at her grandmother.

Lena felt as if the woman could see right through to her very soul with her piercing eyes and seemingly cold demeanor.

Letting a deep sigh escape her lips, Lena quietly began to speak again. "Grammie, something strange happened today. Its never happened before, since I got my powers. Today, a boy, one of the Son's of Ipswich, kept prodding me and before I could stop myself, I burned him. I didn't mean too! It was an accident. I was so angry that I silently wished that he would burn, and when he reached out to touch me, my power must have gone through my skin at his contact, and I burned his hand.," said Lena with a regretful sigh.

Looking at her granddaughter, Lena's grandmother's eyes and demeanor seemed to soften a bit. "Sometimes, when we are upset, our powers can seep from our being without knowingly wielding them. That is what happened to you Catalena. Though you did not mean to do so, your emotions took control of your powers, and those little silent wishes can sometimes act like spells. When you are staying with me, we will start to work on keeping your emotions in check. These first few months of having your powers can be ruthless months, so we will begin training at once to make sure that you can better control them as they begin to grow.," said Lena's grandmother with a nod.

Lena began to look at her grandmother in a new light. Instead of seeing the usual stoic person next to her, she saw a carrying individual that for once wasn't hiding her character from her. Perhaps these next few days at her family's old home in Salem wouldn't be that bad.