"Jolene Murray. Please step forward." was all she heard from the minute she walked into the school. don't get me wrong, she wanted to be there. she was just... nervous. this was the best "gifted kids" academy in the world. her father desperately wanted her to get in because that was the same school he went to.
"Please state your age and your powers." the man, who just so happened to be the principal of the academy, stated blandly.
"I'm 14 and i have the power of destruction." she answered plainly
"You'll have to be more specific than that young lady" he retorted with an attitude
"I can create earthquakes, sinkholes, tornados, hurricanes, tsunamis, etc. i also have incredible strength." she said with a sense of confidence.
"Very well. Let us take this portion of your interview outside shall we?" We went outside the school into the field. "Show me what you can do. And if you can, try not to hurt the other possible students." Principal Reeves stated.*Jolene's POV*
I took a deep breath and started to make the ground shake and shift. I then proceeded to create a giant tornado, which didn't move around because that would be stupid. instead i shut it down and made an even smaller tornado that i sat upon as if it was a chair. once sat, i created a hurricane and quickly put it to an end because... well, it's a hurricane. one of the most deadly natural disasters.i got off the tornado and quickly walked towards the bleachers on the other side of the field. i rubbed my hands together, for good luck i guess? and slowly picked up the ENTIRE SET of STEEL 200 METER LONG bleachers. i set them down as gently as i could and jogged back over to the principal and the rest of the group, who were clapping in astonishment.
"Well done Ms. Murray. You are free to leave the campus now. The decision letter will arrive next week.
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"YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! I GOT IN! I GOT IN! I GOT IN!!!" I screamed across the house.
my father came running into the kitchen where i had my acceptance letter from Westchester Boarding Academy for the Gifted. I will admit, i already had my bags packed because 1. school starts in 3 days, and 2. i was confident in my trial~>~>~>~>~>~> Time Skip <~<~<~<~<~<~
"Welcome students to the Westchester Boarding Academy for the Gifted! I am your vice principal, Mrs. Widowson. All new students please head to the main hall for your dorm assignments. For all returning students, feel free to lounge around campus until 10:30 sharp. Class will then begin. Have a wonderful first day and remember, powers can be used for good, and for evil. It is up to the holder to decide their destiny." a wonderful woman on the PA system announced. i headed to the main hall where hundreds of students were chit-chatting amongst themselves.
"All right, let's begin. In the Fox dormitories, we have..." i didn't listen really. i knew my name wasn't going to be called for white. The white dorm means you have mostly weak/useless powers, such as plants, animals, mind reading, super intelligence etc.
Green means in the middle but more on the weaker side. such as super speed, mind control (different than mind reading), and most of aquaman's powers (no offense to aquaman fans). Their mascot is a crocodile.
Red means middle but on the stronger side. Such as super strength, shrinking, growing, electricity... JUST electricity, etc. Their mascot is the Scorpion.
And finally, black. the most powerful of all. only the strongest are in black. such as control of elements, life/death, shape shifting, etc. Their mascot is the Black Cobra.
I zoned out until i heard the words "All the remaining students are in the Cobra Dormitories. You have 2 hours to get your living situation figured out. Remember, class starts at 10:30, sharp." i can't believe it. i CANT BELIEVE IT!!! i got into THEE BLACK DORMITORY!!!
i speed walk to the tall building with a black snake on the door. as soon as all of the new students get to the doors they are opened by a young, blonde man in an all black, and may i say, flattering suit.
"Welcome to the snake den!" he said with a strong new york accent (i'm too lazy to type it). "I'm the president, Spot Conlon. But you may call me Spot or King." he glances over at me and smirks which i imagine is his 'thing'. He pulls my chin up to look at him which isn't too far up considering he's only around 5'10 (SHE 5'5 IN THIS STORY!!!) "But you, doll face, can call me anytime" he flirted with a wink.
ugh. i pushed his hand away and rolled my eyes. "as if you dirty bastard" I mumbled to myself, but loud enough that everyone, including him, heard.
everyone behind him gasped wide eyed. they all looked at me like i had 4 heads and a tail on my arm. the new students were then quickly escorted into the building. i however was forced to stay behind with the "king" and his thugs. "you got quite the bark don't you puppy eyes?" he asked staring into my jet black eyes. (if you don't like the color... oh well! sucks to suck my friend)
"well don't go around mistaking cobras for puppies spot," i put a special emphasis on the 't' "that's how fools get bitten! i added with aggression.The boys behind him oohed and "oh shit she's deadddd" behind him. he however backed away stunned. I have to admit, I'm never normally this mean with people but he's just pushing my buttons.
Once the boys had rambled on about "is he gonna take that insult from some chick?" he raised his fist signaling "shut the fuck up".
"you have venom in your fangs, I like that. I'm gonna call you venom! how about that?"
"fine by me. but don't call me puppy eyes again. got it?" i threatened
"loud and clear... puppy eyes" with that, he turned and walked into the building with his goons following close behind. he beckoned me to follow and i reluctantly complied.
"June couldn't be farther away" I told myself as i walked into my home till next june.
A/n: hiiii!!! sorry for the rude interventions it's just i hate when people insult the TINIEST DETAILS about a story. it really gets on my nerves. anyways, this is my new story and i really hope you like it!!! don't forget to comment and vote ❤️ have a great rest of your day/night❤️❤️❤️
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What's A Snake Without Its Venom - (S͜͡p͜͡o͜͡t͜͡ C͜͡o͜͡n͜͡l͜͡o͜͡n͜͡ ) Love Story
Fanfictionin a modern dystopia where some are blessed (or cursed) with incredible abilities; a sarcastic, closed off, temperamental girl begins her first year at "Westchester's Boarding Academy for the Gifted". she has many powers, along with her fellow stude...