Electrify

Chapter 2

"Miss Clarke, will you be okay rooming with Miss Terulah Van-Dyke?" Principal Strauss asked, smiling down at me through her clear framed glasses. She was shorter than me, so I don't know how she does that, but she does it. She was Dutch. So I honestly didn't know why she was so short. Isn't she supposed to be taller than the average human? Maybe she should retrace her roots sometime. I snapped myself out of my thoughts to answer her.

"Yes, Principal Strauss. I will be perfectly fine." Terulah and I were good friends when I was here for the first time before I vanished without saying goodbye to anyone. I don't regret doing that, but I guess I should've given a heads up before leaving the cinnamon roll in confusion. I smiled at the principal in content.

"So you're okay now, young lady, after having us give you 50 options?" My Dad asked, looking obviously tired. I didn't ask them to have me. I'm a gift. They should know how to deal with me.

I just winked at him. He sighed, and Strauss and my mother shared an exasperated look.

"However, your corridor-slash-lounge mates would be Andres Bon Iver and Mateo D'Salvatore and Ivana Hamilton and Denise Delta." At Andres and Mateo, I almost died. "Mateo?! No! Why would I wa-" I was shut up by my mom's glare.

"We'll take it, thank you." My Dad said, smiling sweetly at Strauss.

I was accompanying them to the car, already enraged at the fact that I was lounging with Mateo. "Mom! I don't want to lounge with Mateo!" I whined, obviously annoying her, because the school lights began to flicker along with other car lights. See, my mom has Electricity and weather forces surrounding her, and my dad has telekinesis forces, now they've made a monster; me.

I'm just lucky that she didn't zap me dead.

"Aeryn Kristen Naana Clarke, Freshman year and junior year are not the same. He's not going to cut your favourite sweater or dye your hair blue. Just try to be civil with him, for Christ's sake!" She advised, trying to act calm. The lights stopped flickering.

"Yes, Mama. I'll try." I said, in defeat. She straightened my glasses on my face.

"Kris, you'll be fine, okay?" Dad said, patting my head.

"Okay Dad."

They hugged me and went to sit in the car, with my Dad driving. "Bye!" They called out, and I waved back. Walking back, I kept my head high. Everyone was shocked, probably because the queen of ghost town was back. "I thought she was dead or something," I heard someone say. I turned to the direction of the dimwit.

"As a matter of fact, yes, I was dead. Now how about you scurry off somewhere before I burn you to ashes and see if you die or something?" I said whilst smiling sickly, showing a bit of a zap from my hand. He wasted no time running off. I smiled, content, and walked off, ignoring the stares of horror.

I got to Corridor Ciel, dragged my luggage to my door, took a breath and entered. Terulah wasn't in yet, so I just packed my stuff by the empty bed which was obviously mine, and left the room to go to The Ciel Lounge, where she might be. Along with annoying ass Mateo and his troublemaker partner-in-crime, Andres.

I entered and greeted a shirtless, grey sweatpant-wearing greek god. I was mesmerized, I couldn't look away. Lord have mercy, damn. I thought.

Mateo D'Salvatore cleared his throat, and I looked up at his gorgeous face. His hair was darker than ever, in a messy middle part. His jawline was so defined and his lips were curled into a scowl. I looked in his grey-blue eyes, snapped out of my trance and rolled my eyes. He was staring at me with this annoyed facial expression he does whenever he's annoyed out of his ass. He's probably still an asshole.

"Uh, What the actual fuck are you doing here?" I'm always right.

"Well, D'Salivatore," That was my mocking nickname for him "I'm your loungemate, thanks to my lovely parents and Principal Strauss' abnormally short ass. Now would you stop being an asshole? Yeah, thank you." I said, smiling sickly, making the clouds go dark and thunder to rumble. I moved away and went towards one of the honey brown L-couches. The only thing which made up for Mateo's shitty attitude was that the Ciel Lounge was really nice. It had navy blue and honey brown furniture and blue patterns on the white walls. It had a cool snack fridge wich was always stacked due to the loungemates' parents donating to the school very frequently. It was one of the coolest lounges in the entire Burns High.

"I forgive your annoying ass." The golden-blonde-haired girl said, eyes closed whilst nodding her head in "understanding"(of which I honestly had no clue what was for).

"Uh, Terulah. I didn't apologize." I said, shaking my head in confusion. I sat on the navy brown bean bag chair in the coner of the room.

"You're just supposed to say 'Oh, thank you so much! I didn't want to apologize on my own because I'm honestly really self conceited!', and not give me smartass comments!" She said, flicking my head from where she was stitting, forcing an 'ouch' from me. She has this force where she can do something whilst sitting, and you'd feel it from where you are. but it only works in a range of 9 feet. "And I know that you're my roommate."

"Uh. But I actually didn't apologize!" I said, whining, and slouching in my beanbag.

"I honestly, cannot, with your annoying self."

"Yeah, goodluck with her in the same room as you." Mateo said, grimacing.

"What? Did you want to room with her? I mean, we could switch. Andres and I could always dye peoples' hair blue and cut their Yale sweater!" I said, with bitterness lacing my voice. That sweater was the love of my life. I can't believe D'Salivatore brutally murdered it just like that. RIP Yale-o. You're always in my heart.

"Oh yeah, I remember when you mutated into a smurf. Good times," He said, reminiscing. "It's going to be terrible having you as a loungemate. God, the freaking migraines. Do you by any chance have an invisibility force?"

"I don't want to see you as much as you'd hate seeing me. Stop being annoying, dammit." I said, grabbing a blanket from the folded stack of fresh blankets and throwing it over my head. "Besides, whenever you see me here I'd probably be silently reading a book or sleeping."

"That's a relief." He said smiling sarcastically. I just rolled my eyes in response, as he walked out of the lounge, taking one last glance at him.