CHAPTER ONE • • •
I ducked as the balloon sailed over my already-wet head. I heard the water sizzling and popping in it as it hit the wall behind me. I stood back up and crossed my arms, waiting for the next one to come at me. Wyatt tossed one in his hand, gently, as if not to break it. I glared at him. He could be such a child.
"Why do you act like a little kid?" I asked, ice dripping from my voice.
"Why do act like a stuffy old person?" he retorted.
"Oh, you're going to get it now," I said, lifting my hand.
His eyes widened as he posed to throw. Lightening cracked from my fingers with an ear splitting roar, my face focused as I aimed. I've never been really good at aiming, it took a lot of energy and concentration. That I didn't have. I choose to go with lightening since it wouldn't hurt him, he'd just gather it up like it was nothing. He did control Electricity. The water balloon exploded and he yelled as the water slid down his arm. I clutched my sides as I started laughing as he ran back and forth on the other side of the room, trying to find a way out without walking by me. The only door was about a foot to my right, and that made me laugh even harder. No one messes with the leader.
I settled down as he did, leaning against the wall. The twins were the first one to reach the room, looking at the slight wettness of it, they looked at each other. Clara sniffed the air and smiled. I saw Vince pass behind them in the hallway. The look he shot me was a "not getting involved" sort of thing. I rolled my eyes as I braced myself for the wetness that was sure to come. Then, there was a slight yell and a cackle of energy. I snapped my eyes open and looked at the scene before me. Wyatt was sizzling (literally, I don't think of him in that way). His shirt looked super thin and was clinging to him in a way that made even me feel uncomfortable. His hand was raised again and had some sort of orb in his hand. When did he learn how to do that!?
I stepped in front of Cira and caught the orb before it hit her. Wyatt had some anger issues I still had to sort out. I tossed the orb back to him and it blinked away into nothingness halfway to him, leaving nothing but air to catch. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes. He needs to think things through sometimes.
"That was Cira, Wyatt," I said. I'm the only one able to tell them apart. Other than themselves of course. I would be a little scared if they couldn't. Be a little more careful next time, yeah?"
"Shut up, Heather," he growled.
I walked over to him, patting his wide shoulder, but keeping my distance. My hand picked up stray static and I frowned. I pointed to the door. He looked confused and I just rose an eyebrow at him, knowing that I didn't have to speak. He slumped and walked away, mumbling an apology to the smaller girls as he walked past. They stared at me wide eyed as if they see me in a whole new light . . .
For about the third time this week.
"What now?" I asked, sighing. It gets old sometimes.
"You just sent-" Cira started.
"Wyatt to his room," Clara finished.
"So?" I asked.
"He's really big," Clara said.
"Bigger than even you," Cira said.
"But not Vince," Clara added, smiling seductively.
"Oh no, never Vince," Cira swooned.
"Oh brother," I said, walking past them. "Go swoon over him in your own private areas, more perferably where I can't hear you."
"Sounds like-" Cira stated.
