As I stared down at the emitted water before me, I couldn't help but hold my breath. It hovered over my palm, a calm kind of chaos I just couldn't help but hate. How is this happening? Why is this happening?
One minute I was brushing my teeth, getting ready for the day ahead of me. The next, I was staring down at a swirling pool of fluid, like a whirlpool of all my emotions that had just exploded before me.
My eyes were glued to the scene, my breath hitching as my hands shook with the power that I once held. Water. Water flowing out of my palms the minute my head rushed to the idea of the test I had today.
The stress must have overwhelmed me, swallowing me into a never ending pit of darkness, until all that escaped was the bit of energy that coursed through my veins. Nothing made sense. I couldn't process what had just happened before my mums voice broke through my heavy breathing.
"Blair! You going to be late, hurry up!" She yelled, urging me to make a move before I became late.
But I couldn't move. It was like I had an involuntary force acting upon my legs, forming them to be stiff and still. Everything around me grew dark like the walls were closing in on me. Why couldn't this water just go away? I had to be perfect, I didn't need my stupid ability messing anything up.
I gulped away my fear, wiping the stray tear that spooled around in my eye and down my cheek in one swift motion before composing my self once more and leaving the bathroom. I tightened my blonde bun in my hair, neatly fixing the messy strands that fell out and ran downstairs. One more breath, and I was out the door.
The air felt more toxic today, like everything that came out of me was supposed to happen. But It cant of, its not ethical, not normal, not human. Nothing about this was human, and now I had to suffer the consequences all because I became stressed.
Questions were leaking through my brain, swirling around like a whirlpool and hitting every crevice of my mind and before I knew it, we passed the building off my school where I had to face reality, my breath caught in my throat again.
How am I going to keep this big secret forever? From my friends and from my family? I suppose i had to stick to what I'm best at and just keep everything to myself.
Its always been best that way.
Walking through the school gates, I've always been aware of the people surrounding me, how fake they are, the venom in their voice was disguised by pretty smiles and witty charm. But none of it is ever real. So I always try and uphold the standard people expect, buying the right clothes, saying the right thing. So, sometimes I don't say anything at all.
My whole life had been a trial of perfection.
And I was just getting it. Now, everything was ruined.
I took one more big breath and exhaled before I pushed open the door to the corridors where everyone usually stood when they were early to school. To my surprise Alora and Isabelle wasn't there yet.
Usually they are bright and early. Isabelle has a way of making Alora wake up earlier than she would like.
My heart tightened at the sight of the quieter corridor. Alora's usual smile beams right through it, her loud and confident aura exceeds her. The twinkle in her blue eyes usually brings boys to their knees, and the simple glance their way leaves them wanting more.
She's was an extrovert, the flirt and despite her popularity she was kind and humble. No one, would take that away from her. Alora never failed to amaze me, by the way she stood up for herself, with her sharp tongue and fearless nature.
Isabelle is the opposite, she is quiet but the loudest girl you would encounter when she is with us. Her main ambition is her future, she focuses on it like a race. She always has to be at the top. Isabelle isn't just determined, she's resilient. Resilient in a way people admire her hard work, and envy the outcome of it.
"Blair!" A harsh breath, ripped through my thoughts and I turned around to see Alora, Mason - her brother - and Isabelle all running towards me, sweat dripped down their foreheads, and their eyes were wide with something that looked like guilt.
"What's wrong?" I hurry the question as if it would hurry whatever response I would receive. Alora's chest heaved up and down, her hands fiddling with the gold that was now clung to her chest from sweat.
Mason didn't look any better. His blonde hair ruffled in a haphazard manner, his hands behind his back as he paced the now loud corridor as more people gathered into school. "Wait we need to go somewhere quiet." Isabelle finally spoke, her trembling hands were enough to know how serious this was.
We reached an isolated changing room, where we would get changed for PE. Mason ran a stressed hand through his hair, the stillness of the room made my mind blur and the flies that nested in the corners of the windows, sent ice down my back. It wasn't particularly fancy, though it would be hard to detect any part of this school that was.
Mason scanned the area once more, whilst Isabelle was trying to regain control of her short breaths. Alora had other ideas, she sat down, her knee bouncing up and down, something she does when she's stressed or about to explode. She looked down, deciding whether to speak or stay silent but with Alora most of the time she always chose the latter. She braced herself, pushed herself off the bench and exploded. "We all have powers!"
Alora then leaned back again, blowing out a relieved breath of cold air like world had been taken off her shoulders.
One word.
Powers.
Usually a word like that would make me laugh at even the thought of it. But maybe, just maybe this isn't a coincidence. I felt everything in me explode again... the power travelled through my arms, my knees gave way and once again water erupted from my hands, splashing the floor and a puddle of fluid grew around me.
Small but not surprised gasps escaped next to me. Skeptical but not confused, faces applied to their skin. Mason's voice was muffled by the constant ringing in my ears, that told me I couldn't control it. That told me that despite the power I held, I was utterly hopeless. Without another thought, when I gave into the idea things couldn't get worse or more embarrassing two other people joined the room.
I could barley make out their faces with the amount of energy of water I contained. But I did.
Leo Perez and Kai Sullivan.
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T H AN K Y O U F O R R E A D I NG
Okay this is kind of a short one that I did wanna make longer but I feel like people read shorter chapters more idk?
THOUGHTS?
We will get Isabelle's POV next!!
Okay any idea of what could happen in the next chapter... the man DOES appear again!
Anyways, i love you all for choosing this book as this idea has always been deep in my heart and i'm so happy i can finally share it.
