Made to Fly

There I was, just sitting in the classroom, bored and listening to the teacher drone on about history. Next thing you know, men in black coats burst into the room holding guns. How did they find me again?!

Kids screamed as the teacher hastily marched over to one, demanding to know what was going on. The man simply ignored her, eyes scanning the room, looking for something... Oh ya! Me!

In less than a second, I had shot up from my chair, grabbed my backpack, and was jumping out of the large window to my left. Bullets wizzed by me as I started to fall from the 2nd level of the high school.

I pushed upward hard and felt my body start to rise. Oh! I forgot to mention... I can fly! I don't have wings or anything, just this strange ability that I can control with my mind. Totally normal...

Anyway, my name is Alli. I think I was told my last name was Stone or something, but I can't remember. When I was 6 years-old my parents died in a car accident. After that, I was sent to an orphanage, where I was immediately adopted by this lady in her early 30's. Lucky me right? Way wrong.

She took me to this hidden place in the middle of a huge field surrounded by forests. Susan, my new "mother" decided I was going to be her little lab rat. She and her scientist buddies monitored my every move. They fed and took care of me, but I was only an experiment to them. If I tried to fight back or disobey Susan's orders, there would be dire consequence for me.

Like this one time, about a month after this had started, I went off on one of the men watching me. He had been on duty to monitor me, and I had grown bored from doing nothing, so I tried to talk to him.

"Hi, I'm Alli. What's your name?"

...silence.

The man just continued to stare and occasionally write down something on his stupid notepad.

"Helloooo? Come on answer me!"

...nothing.

This was starting to get on my nerves.

I knew he could talk, I had heard him and Susan having a quiet conversation earlier about nutritious foods. No one (besides Susan rarely) talked to me since I had gotten here, and now the silence was killing me. Bozo here just wouldn't talk, maybe glare or smirk a little at me, but no words. So, I decided to do the first idea that popped into my head. I walked over and slapped him as hard as I could.

He definitely wasn't expecting it, practically falling back against the wall. A small red handprint was left on his pale face. It quickly disappeared though, as his face turned bright pink and he turned, looking like he was ready to murder me.

"WHY YOU LITTLE...!!" but before he could finish, Susan burst into the room.

"Hubert!! My office NOW!"

Hubert quickly rushed out of the room, glaring daggers at me as he passed by. Boy if looks could kill, I would be sooo dead.

At least I had gotten him to speak to me, so victory was mine.

"YOU!"

Susan screeched when she saw me. Trying not to show my fear, I looked at the ground. For my punishment I had to literally clean the floors with just my toothbrush. If you don't think that's harsh, then imagine licking dog poop off the bottom of your shoe and not being able to get the taste out of your mouth for days. *shudder*

I never saw Hubert again. A different guy showed up in his place the next day, but this time he had a weapon. If I came within 5 feet of this man, he would whip out his handy taser and turn the shock level on high, so that I could see the sparks flying off the device. Definitely didn't want to go near him.