I woke up the next morning, a Saturday, and decided to be dressy today, and for no apparent reason either. I put on a drop-waisted pale rose colored dress that had a dip in the neck that went almost to my belly button and had a swishy skirt. It had a thick band in between the drop-waist and the skirt and was kind crinkled in a fashionable way. I put on a white cami underneath and a long gold chain. I put on black heels that had a T-strap with ruffles. I put on several other gold bracelets. I went outside to the garden and wandered over to the rose section. There were many roses, but they were all red. I touched a few and changed them to yellows and purples and pinks, and other colors that I'm not actually sure what they are. I brought one of the flower's vines up to a little bit taller than me and then brought a leaf to my waist and one in my hand. We danced to a music-less waltz and then I stopped. I realised exactly what I could do with these flowers. I stood in front of them all and put my hands up like I was a orchestra director. I then moved my hands in 4/4 time and they all started growing and changing. They twirled around each other and twisted into uncomfortable looking positions. They were all intertwined in a square of roses. I set my hands to my sides and then the square fell to the ground. I looked at it. It looked really comfy to lay on. So I layed on in. It was indeed comfortable.
"What are you doing here?" Asked a masculine voice.
"Chillin." I said, and then giggled at my own joke
"Very funny." Jesse said laying down next to me and catching my joke
"What are you doing here?" I asked him
"Observing the garden." He said
"Oh sure." I said sarcastically
"Okay, I was really here for you." He said. I had finally managed to scratch behind his thick layer of indifference. Then I thought that I might freak him out a bit. I reversed my power and made the roses freeze over. He looked at me in horror.
"What happened? We need to go." He said grabbing my hand. I stood up.
"Nope." I said. I focused my energy on the hand Jesse was holding and made his hand freeze.
"You did that?" He asked me. I nodded.
"But, your powers weren't supposed to progress this quickly..." He said to himself. I yanked my hand from his and ran to the freezing woods behind the house. I sat for a little bit in the snow and decided to do the job I was put here for. I lifted my hands like an orchestra director and directed in 6/8, what I had decided was what was needed to slowly move things toward warmth. I started directing and letting my feelings loose. I angrily pushed myself and let loose enough power to nearly make me pass out. I hoped all of Ohio was warm after this. I was so done with this. I walked home and crawled into bed. I sat there for awhile and then put on some sweats and pulled my hair into a knot at the top of my head. I turned some music on and sat there for awhile. I then thought to put a T.V. in my room. I turned it on and watched some stupid soap opera.
"Hey, you've been like that for an hour." Said Summer as she came into my room
"Yeah, well I'm not surprised." I said. The color on my walls began darkening.
"Well, you are obviously angry about something."
"It's nothing. I just don't want to go to school tommorrow."
"Okay, well I know that you are lying to me, but I know the perfect cure for anything you are going through! Chocolate!" She said. She held out her hand and a box flew into it. That night we put in a romantic comedy and commented how some of those things could have ever happened in real life. Not that we could, however.
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