Chapter Twelve : Raise The Pressure

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HARPER HOME

The next day, Jonny gently walks down the stairs, wearing his auto-shop uniform and name-tag.

He gently runs his hand in his dark brown shaggy hair as he walks up to the door and opens it.

He gently runs his hand in his dark brown shaggy hair as he walks up to the door and opens it

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I'm there and I small wave at him. "Hola, J. Harp." I greeted him.

"Hi, Vinny." Jonny greeted me with a small smile.

"I will be brief." I said, walking inside the living room. And Jonny closes the door.

"I have to show you something." I said to him.

"Okay, what is it?" Jonny asked.

"Okay, just don't move." I said.

Jonny and I exchange looks at each other. I close my eyes and slowly opens them as I create a mental dome shield around Jonny.

"Whoa." Jonny said.

I cease my mental shield. Jonny and I exchange small smiles at each other.

"Damn, say I'm impressed. What was that?" Jonny asked.

"It's a mental shield that I have." I said to him. "I didn't know about it when Christine Avery told me. She specializes in super abilities."

"What else can you do with your mental shield?" Jonny asked.

"I can use my shield to protect myself and you guys." I replied.

"Does Gabe know?" Jonny asked, slowly walks up to me.

"Nope." I told him.

"I'm gonna ask, just to ask it, are there any limits to your super abilities?" Jonny asked me.

"Not really no." I told to him.

"Alright then." Jonny said. "And maybe, you and I can visit the bunker."

"Sure." I said.

Jonny and I exchange small smiles at each other. We share a kiss and walks away.

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JEN'S DINER

Later that day, I'm sitting in a booth table with my yogurt parfait, eating small spoonfuls of it.

Joyce Griffin gently sits down in the booth table across from me.

"Hey, V." Joyce greeted me with a small polite smile.

"Hey, Joyce." I greeted her back with a small polite smile. "How's the Nightlingriff?"

"It's amazing. My older twin brother, Jayce, likes bartending. He and I take turns bartending. Also, Ava comes by and provides some music entertainment." Joyce told me.

"Yeah, Ava is the band leader of The Rocketeers. Jessy is with her and I used to sing." I said to Joyce.

Joyce is surprised that I used to sing. "You sing, Violet?"

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