Chapter 2 | Who Is She?

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I woke up the next day and I felt like I wanted to cry, he had saw me as a psycho didn't he?! I don't know what happened, I just felt this weird thing in my bones. My heart sped up, I have school today, and the whole school is going to know. I'm gonna be bullied even more, I wish I could just quit. That can't happen though. I'm just going to have to deal with it. I get my clothes out from my wardrobe, and I grab a hair tie and a claw clip from my desk. I clipped my hair back and got ready for school. God, I wish I didn't have to deal with this embarrassment, I wish I could just stay home and watch Grey's Anatomy all day. Ugh, I hate this. I love Grey's Anatomy if you can't tell. I got to school and only some people were staring, I expected more people to be staring if I were to be honest, and I can't explain how grateful I am that there weren't people staring or whispering. I went to my first class of the day, Maths. I can't explain how much I hate Maths. I've always wanted to be a nurse, like my mom, and like Meredith Grey. I need to be good at maths, I am good at it, just I don't like it. I like English, and Science. All types of science. My friends hate it but I don't know why. I like science because it was always a subject that stood out to me. I was daydreaming about animals in Maths but the teacher caught me and almost yelled, ''Adeline, stop daydreaming and take notes. You've got your exams soon and what will happen if you don't pass, your grades will fall. I roll my eyes, ''sorry.'' I snap out of it and start to pay attention. One of my only friends, Stacy, walks over and says, ''what's up? You never zone out in class.'' I shake my head and mumble 'nothing'. There was something clearly wrong, I'm not gonna tell her that I've got powers like Jean Grey am I? She would go crazy and not talk to me. Stacy seemed suspicious but just nods and continues, ''how was the party last night? I couldn't go, I was studying.'' I felt like I wanted to cry when she asked that question but I managed to play it off cool, ''it was.. fine. Pretty boring.'' Stacy raised an eyebrow, she knew something happened. She knows me way too well, we had been friends since Nursery, it makes sense. ''You okay? You don't seem okay. You seem.. off.. today.'' I shake it off, ''I'm fine!'' I start to walk off and head to my next class, English, finally. I'd been waiting for this all day. I am the top of my English class because I use amazing vocabulary and I have good handwriting. I'd always been good at English because of my mom. She was a nurse. I watched Grey's Anatomy when I was 11 and I immediately realised I wanted to become a surgeon like Meredith Grey. I didn't realise how hard it would be, I thought it would be easy but nope. It's so hard to get good grades in highschool. I've got straight A's but I can't explain how hard it was to get that. It took  ages, a lot of extra homework and studying and it made me feel like I wanted to cry or give up but I didn't because if I want to become a nurse like Meredith Grey, I need to not give up. I snapped out of my thoughts and headed off to my science class, it was the same as usual, and so was the day. I practically ran home so John didn't see me. Oh god, I hope my mom forgot about it. I know we're supposed to tell our moms everything, but it's hard explaining that you can read people's minds. She'd think I'm a psycho. I feel like I want to cry and I don't know what to do. I can read people's minds! It's cool and all but what do I do now? Everywhere I go, I will hear what they are seeing. Should I tell Stacy? Oh, what am I talking about! No, she's your only and best friend! Finally, I got home, I got my pyjamas on and turned on the tv in the living room. I went to Disney+ and started to watch Grey's Anatomy. My mom walked in and my eyes started to glow green and I could read her mind, and she noticed. ''Hon, why are your eyes glowing green? I'm gonna say. What if the exact same thing happened to her when she was my age and it's a family thing? I answer, ''something happened last nihght, basically, I can read people's minds.'' Her eyes widened, and she finally realized, ''it's a family tradition. I have it, and so does your grandma, and grandpa, and your dad got it when he married into this family.'' I look relieved, ''I thought it was different. Is it always gonna be there?'' She nods and looks down at her hands, they start to glow green, she must have telekenis. I mean, this is kinda cool but dangerous. What if I find out something I'm not supposed to know

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