Children of the New Dawn n-logy: Book 1 - Facilitated.

Chapter 32: ''The boy,''

Fae is left puzzled and confused, as to why Dylan just left her. They used to be a team out there. In here they were just strangers. She sits at a bench and looks around at the different faces. That number ... 10-9, maybe she could find him. Try to use her powers like Mama Ashley had been teaching her. She sits and thinks really hard, closing her eyes shut tightly.''Cmon, cmon now.'' she whispers, as the tries to concentrate. She's sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, where no one can see her. ''I should be safe to do this now.'' She thinks, as she tries again. After countless of tries and failures, Fae experiences Deja Vu, just like the very first time. Her eyes widen, turning into a Glowy Cyan colour. It's working. Zooming out of reality, she visions a boy, in the institute, with nothing but a small afro-cut and a white gown. his eyes brown, light brown skin. he looks familiar. Cutting away from the institution, now she sees a TV, displaying a news anchor explaining about the death of a boy, describing what Fae has just seen. Quickly, the vision cuts to a boy in a ditch. Not just any boy, but the boy who's supposedly 10-9. Cutting back to reality, Fae is left with a headache and Nausea. She grabs the table tight, before slamming her head down. Luckily, no one notices before she gains full consciousness. ''Dylan.'' Fae whispers, breathing heavily as she looks around, trying to find him. Dylan scoops up a large portion of food and drops it onto a kid's plate. He smiles as he scoops up the next portion for the next. He has decided in order to remain in a low profile and have a chance in leaving he's complete chores. He had lunch duties today. He fixed his hair net and stretched out his fingers within his white flimsy glove. Fae spots Dylan in the cafeteria. Slowly, she walks up in the line. ''psst...'' She's desperate to get his attention. Dylan looks beyond the other kids and notices Fae standing ahead of the crowd. He removes his hair net and gloves, leaving them on the counter as he steps back towards her. "What? What is it Fae?" He asks, wiping his sweaty hands down the apron. Fae pulls Dylan's arm, trying to get him to a corner. "Dylan, it's Bobby. 10-9." She keeps looking around, assuring no one is watching, or listening. Dylan's mouth opens slightly as his eyes flicker against Fae's. He looks around and then back at Fae. "Your power works?" His eyebrows scrunch in confusion. Fae sighs, then looks at Dylan. ''yes, and so do yours. But that's not what we're here to speak about right now. you remember the time there was this boy in the news? Yeah. that's fucking 10-9!'' Fae runs her fingers through her hair, pacing back and forth. Dylan's neck turns into a reddish colour, as the veins from underneath start to show through the bare skin. He was scared, nervous. No one shouldn't have known, but here Fae stood. What was that she said about 10-9? That didn't matter. Dylan already knew that. He had bigger problems to worry about. "How... how do you know about my gift Fae? Did you tell anyone else?" He asks as calmly as possible but still there was that edgy sound coming out. Fae looks disgusted at Dylan. ''DYLAN, listen to me!!!! 10-9!!!!!!!'' Fae slowly starts to calm down, and leans against the wall with one foot up. ''I know about it from what you told me. When Melissa went missing. I'm not dumb, Dylan.'' Fae looks at him, with a serious face. "Fae you can't say that to anyone. You know that right? Do you know what they'd do to me if they knew." He says making the space between him and Fae much smaller. "Keep it to yourself, and what you know about 10-9. No one believe you anyway. Just keep your head down at all times." He was about to walk away but he stopped, looked at her with concerned eyes. He still saw her as his friend, who needed to be protected. "Keep showing your mama or papa that you're useless. If they see you're progressing, no one knows what they'll use you for." As he walks away, Fae's body pumps with adrenaline, as she looks him up and down. ''Fuck..'' She slowly sits down on the floor, looking up at the ceiling.