Even Thunder Hears My Cries

Chapter 3

"Crack,snap,crackle," a small blue bolt of light flew from my hand, and onto Stewart. The bolt was so quick I barley saw it. Stewart jumped back then thought, he looked confused.
"Hey! What just happened do you have a electric pen because I think I just got zapped by one or something like it." He was really confused he seemed to still be trying to scare us and he raised his fist to squash me. I rose my arms over my face in defense. My hands tingle, almost like when they fall asleep this time he went flying backward like he got blown away by wind. He hit a car as his way of stopping there was a rather large dent. He seemed confused again "Now what was that a really strong wind?" He hollered. Now he was just mad.
"Yeah. I got blown too" I replied as Mooi, Dylan, and Cassandra, and I ran our way back to my house because my mom wouldn't be home for a while. We needed to recuperate
"Connor what was that!?" Cassandra nearly screaming with her eyes a pond full of geese just above your sight. She was scared or worried. She cared a lot she couldn't tell what to do and all that just on her face."I mean did you do that on purpose? Did you know you could do that? Can you do that again? How does it feel?"
Dylan shouted "Watch out!" and we saw Mooi right in front of a speeding car. She had tripped into the road. Then she flew up not until then did my hands tingle. After she stared to fall I waved my hands inward hoping that it would work. It did she flew right into me. I stumbled back a few steps but I could hold her. We walked the next two houses to my house. Mooi in my hand unconscious made it hard to fit in.We lied her down on her bed and pulled over three chairs and just managed to fit in to our tiny room with out breaking anything.
"I didn't send her up but I did pull her in," I said almost to myself "Do you think that possibly she shot  herself  up?"
It was silent for awhile. Then Dylan broke the silence. "Do you think it was her? I mean did she blow herself upward, or do whatever we call it? Really? I am really confused." His voice was low. " I mean I don't even know if that made sense. Did it?" Cassandra had already left her mom is very overprotective. Sense it was Friday she would probably be over here later and able to sleep over. Although we didn't want any trouble I wanted to tell someone something. But having just shocked someone with lightning that would be hard. They would almost definitely experiment on us if they knew about us. Would my mom be trustable, could I tell her? I had always talked with mom and Mooi. This time I figured for Mom's security and stability I would keep her in the dark.
Cassandra crashed on in and probably had the force to knock our entire house down. "Hey!... It's so... quite... Did she... get... up yet!?" She panted like she just ran ten miles top notch. She dropped a drawstring bag on our table. Dylan got up to talk to her quietly, or so I thought. His face solemn just like when his dog died. That is the last time I saw him cry. He was eight then. Dylan was feared and respected as a tough shell with few friends. Those friends were also well respected. Dylan didn't have one friend that wasn't his good friend so they naturally got along well. He was well liked by all of his friends to.
He and Cassandra sat down then he leaned in close to whisper to her "SHE IS STILL ASLEEP AND IT IS RATHER UNFORTUNATE! OKAY!?" He shouted at a quiet volume for his shout so not to hurt her ears. Dylan could shout very loud and I think it runs in his family. I know that Dylan was joking but Cassandra has very sensitive ears. I could see her hands over her ears and her eyes watering. Dylan's face tightened, his mouth slightly open, and eyes wide. "Oh... Umm. Sorry I didn't mean to be so loud."
"I know." She muttered angrily. "You don't know much" although she knew that was false, she believed it. Just for that little bit.
"Hey look. He is sorry." I butted in to stop any bickering. "Cassy, you know Dylan is just joking. He can be really loud, but he just doesn't know how loud he can be sometimes. And sometimes his loudness is useful. Remember that time at the beach when there was a huge wave coming, and none of us would be able to swim in it and he warned us?"
"Heh yeah." She giggled "and I remember you were probably the best swimmer out of all of us. You kept showing off. Then Mooi and I jumped on you till you were nearly out of breath. When you came up you started a huge splash war. You took on Mooi and I, and Dylan was on his own team." She was referring to two years ago. That was the last time I had been at a beach. But not swimming. We have a pool in our town for everyone that buys a pass. She, Mooi, Dylan, and I went quite often. She was on the swim team with Mooi and I. She was pretty in a bikini.
"Yeah, that was fun. But he is right we do have to wait for Mooi to come to. Also my mom should be home soon so we better get comfy. For about five minutes then she'll pass out on the couch." I replied and I was right.
About  a minute later my mom came in saw us trying to sleep and waved in. "Hey Connor I will be leaving early tomorrow so tell Mooi that she should make breakfast for you little fellas. And because today is Friday I did get pool passes and I bet Cassandra's mom did to if not I have a third. And I saw Dylan's dad there so I know he has some." She left and I heared her snoring in about another two minutes. I got back up and sat next to Mooi again. I felt her forehead she was still asleep but her forehead was heating up. I felt my head and I was heating up too. I am sure some sleep will help, I thought. So I walked over to Cassy and Dylan hey guys better get some sleep one of you can have my bed I'll rough it out on the floor.