A tremendous thanks goes to Arrowkid21, AncientSTORM, Olive tree cheese and yyvonnee for the support. LY! Very sad to say that due to school updates will be probably be less frequent :'(

Piper bounced into her bathroom, excited for her night ahead. It was Friday night, the night she had been longing for all week since Caine had told her he was taking out on a proper date. Not just a walk around the school grounds, or even getting the bus to go to the cinema. No, Caine was getting a taxi to take them to Perdido Beach where they were having a romantic meal in an amazing restaurant, and then they would go on a moonlit stroll to the cliffs that overlooked the ocean. To Piper, this had to be love. No boy treated a girl this good without making demands. Maybe that's why Caine was spoiling her tonight. Perhaps he was going to tell her he loved her. Piper smiled gleefully at herself in the mirror. If he did, she knew she would reciprocate it in a heartbeat. And with the prospect of her soul mate declaring his love for her, it was vital that she looked stunning.

She arranged her hair in a messy bun, thankful that she had recently been to the hairdresser and so no light brown roots were on display. It was almost an unspoken rule at Coates that blonde hair equated to attractiveness, with the only exception being the dark-haired beauty that was Diana Ladris. Apart from her, most girls bleached their hair like Piper. That was one of the aggravating things about Emmy. She had the hair colour that most girls would kill for. And the figure. And the face. Not that Piper was jealous or anything ridiculous like that.

Piper examined her nails that currently had hot pink varnish on them. She would have to re-paint them, as her dress for the evening was red. She found her nail polish remover, and started applying it. "Shelley, do you have red nail varnish?" Piper called through the door.

"Yeah, I do," Shelley said. She came into the bathroom and rummaged through her cosmetics for the bottle.

"What are you doing tonight?" Piper asked.

"I don't know," Shelley replied. "I texted Alexa to see what she's doing." Shelley pulled her phone out from her pocket. "Oh, she answered. OMG!"

"What is it?" Piper looked away from her nails and down at Shelley's phone.

"Alexa is at Emmy's, helping her get ready for a date with Frederico from the ninth grade!"

"Are you serious?" Piper cried.

"Wow," Shelley said with a smile. "Good for Emmy, Frederico's hot." Shelley emphasised her point by prolonging the 't' on 'hot'. Piper sent her a warning look, making her quickly backtrack. "Unless you compare him to someone like Caine, because then he's average, if even."

"Caine mustn't know about this," Piper said. "Otherwise he would have told me. If I told him about it, he would be so happy with me." Piper mused over the idea before she went to get her own phone.

Shelley followed her, "Are you sure? Isn't this going to ruin your date?"

"Not at all. Caine will probably turn up at her room and tell her not to go. Then on our date he will feel all proud of himself for keeping Emmy in her place, and we'll probably do one of my favourite activities: talking crap about Emmy. It's a win-win." Piper typed her message and read it back to Shelley. "Hey babe, did you hear Emmy's on a date tonight with Frederico from your grade? Just thought you should know xx." Piper set her phone back down, pleased with herself. "There, now I need to get back to looking even more fantastic than normal."

…

"How does this look?" Emmy asked Alexa. Emmy came out of her bathroom wearing a white lace top with skin tight jeans and light brown brogues. Emmy had arrived at this outfit after trawling through her entire wardrobe. She may have only been going to the cinema, but she needed to make an impression.

"You look terrific!" Alexa assured her.

Emmy looked at her watch, her fashion dilemma meant she was running late. "Can you plait my hair while I do my make-up?" Emmy asked as knelt down at her dressing table.

Alexa moved some of the clothes on Emmy's bed and sat down on it. "Do you want that style that you showed me last week, because I think I've perfected it?"

"That would be great," Emmy said. Emmy worked quickly and efficiently at her make-up while Alexa tugged at her hair.

There was a loud knock on the door, and Emmy slammed down the make-up brush in her hand. "I swear if that's Petal who forgot her key AGAIN, I will kill her." Emmy stood up and answered the door. Instead of Petal, it was Caine looking extremely ticked off. "Can I help you?" Emmy asked, matching his irritated expression.

Caine looked Emmy up and down. "You look nice," he said without sincerity."Are you going somewhere? Maybe on a date?"

"No," Emmy laughed. "Alexa and I are doing make-overs, that's all."

"Really?" Caine asked with deep suspicion. "You see, a little bird told me you were on a date with my good old friend Frederico." Emmy sent a glare to Alexa.

"Sorry," Alexa apologised. "Shelley texted me asking what I was doing."

"Alexa," Caine said evenly. "Could you give me and Emmy a moment?" Alexa almost sprinted out of the room, leaving Caine and Emmy alone.

"So," Caine said quietly, "you're breaking the rules dear sister."

"It was never up to you to make rules," Emmy said, with a patronising voice. "Therefore they're meaningless and a hundred per cent breakable."

Caine started to pace the room. "Emmy, I'll admit that you are a smart girl. So why is it taking you so long to figure this out? I'm in charge here and you have to do as I say."

"I refuse to do as you say," Emmy said defiantly.

Caine stopped pacing and balled up his fists. Emmy stared warily at them, as she knew that they could do a lot of damage. How would she win this fight without witnessing what he could do? Caine returned to pacing. "Let me tell you what's going to happen. You're not going to go out tonight, otherwise I will ensure that you will never ever be asked out again."

"And how would you do that?" Emmy challenged.

"You can be surprised the damage that a vicious rumour can cause at this school."

"What is wrong with you?!" Emmy yelled. "You would do that to your own sister? For someone who claims to be trying to look out for me, you really don't care what happens to me, do you?"

"It wouldn't be that bad," Caine argued. "Me being your brother would protect you from a lot of people slagging you off to your face. It's just; no boys will want to date you, which is what I want. And I am protecting you. Did you hear about a little incident involving Frederico and a girl last year?"

Emmy gritted her teeth. Alexa had mentioned it in an attempt to put Emmy off. "Yes I did, but I am not as stupid as most girls and would never do anything like that."

Caine sighed, "I wish that was good enough, but it's not. So stay away from Frederico or you will regret it."

As Caine turned around and had his hand on the door handle Emmy found the desire to screech at him. "You will not control me!"

"Argh!" Caine yelled as he put his hands over his ears. "What was that?" he demanded. He looked dazed as he said, "I heard you scream, but it was as if you're voice was inside my head." Caine's confusion suddenly left him, and he narrowed his eyes at Emmy. "You… have a power."

"Excuse me?" Emmy asked innocently, "I haven't got a clue what you're talking about."

Caine shook his head. "You're a liar."

"No I'm not!" Emmy protested.

Caine raised his right hand and instantly a tight vice-grip was around Emmy's torso. It lifted her a few inches off the floor and held her there as Caine slowly walked towards her. "Tell me," Caine said, enjoying the fear that was written across Emmy's face. "Tell me the truth."

Emmy gave in and choked out, "Telepathy, I think."

Caine rolled his eyes in frustration. "What do you mean you think?"

"Well," Emmy said, "I could only ever read people's thoughts. I've never been able to send a message, like I just did. That's new."

Caine smirked as he gently lowered her to the floor. "That sounds very useful," Caine said.

"It is," Emmy said. "It lets me know that you're only using Piper to feel like you're superior to me."

Caine ignored that snipe and asked. "Does anyone know about this?"

"No," Emmy lied, as she wasn't going to incriminate Diana.

"Come with me," Caine ordered.

"Why? Where are we going?" Emmy asked as she remained still.

"There are others with powers, and Diana can rate them using her own power. I want to know where you are on her little scale." Emmy followed Caine to Diana's room. "Diana," Caine said as he knocked on her door.

"What is it?" Diana said immediately once she opened her door.

Caine moved past her into the room. "What happened to Emmy not having a power?" he questioned as he sat down in a desk chair. Diana's expression was unchanged.

Diana said, "She doesn't, I've read her."

"When was the last time?"

"When she arrived at Coates."

"Well, things have changed. She is now suddenly telepathic."

"Oh," Diana said, appearing slightly surprised. "I'll read her now then." Diana took Emmy's hand, looking into Emmy's eyes. "Does he know that I know?" Diana thought.

"No," Emmy replied, successfully using the new aspect of her power.

"Well?" Caine asked impatiently.

"Umm-" Diana began before Caine cut her off.

"What is it?"

"She's barely a three bar- no, closer to two."

"So she's a two bar?" Caine asked with relief. "That's okay. There are already too many three bars thinking they're something." Caine got up to leave. "Now excuse me, because I've got a date." Before he closed the door, he turned back to say, "Unlike you Emmy."

"That's what he thinks," Emmy said as she left too. She walked quickly towards her meeting point with Frederico. When she got closer she saw him waiting for her. He gave her a large smile when he saw her. "Sorry for being late," Emmy said when she was beside him.

"Don't worry," Frederico said while his eyes lingered over her, finishing with a satisfied grin. "You're worth the wait."

Frederico and Emmy started walking down driveway of Coates to the bus stop close to Coates's gates.

"Emmy?" Emmy turned around to Caine, who had called her from behind. He was holding hands with a cheerful Piper. "What are you two up to?" Caine asked.

"On a date," Emmy answered. "Not that it's any of your concern."

Shockingly, Caine didn't show signs of anger or frustration. "Have fun," he said with a smile. "Though Frederico, you'll most likely run into Drake afterwards."

Frederico's tanned skin instantly paled. "What? Why?" Frederico stammered.

"I asked him to spend a little time with you after your date with Emmy," Caine sneered. "But if you don't want that, then going on this date is definitely a bad idea."

Frederico looked between Caine and Emmy. "Actually," he finally said. "I do have a lot to do this evening. How about we re-think it?"

"Are you kidding me?" Emmy yelled at him.

"I'm really sorry," Frederico attempted to apologise. "It's just-"

"Don't bother," Emmy snapped as she stormed off.

"Bye Emmy," Piper called, with notable smugness.