The Side Character Club (TSCC) - Discontinued

Where Feelings are Stored

I worry.

I mean, all of us worry.

But I worry. About Alessa, mostly, to be honest. I still remember when she used to train a main character, always patient and telling them that they need to focus more, or relax more, or something.

And I remember when she broke.

Each one of them, after doing some heroic feat or something, always denies any affiliation with her. And she breaks. Every single time.

She made them, and they destroyed her.

Now, she doesn't train anyone anymore.

Gale leans against my shoulder, likely tired from our long bike ride, and I close my eyes.

In order to manipulate emotions, I first have to see them. I have to see what they feel, and then figure out the source of it. I dig through their memories mostly, because that's what connected to feelings, and that's one of the only things I can do with emotional control.

I close my eyes and see the people around me as... colors. Gale is a soft pastel pink, for some reason, but there is a slight downpour of blue hanging around.

I know I'm not really supposed to do this, and that it might be equivalent to invading their privacy, but it just helps. Sometimes you have to feel insignificant to feel safe.

I resist the urge to brush her hair down, and the bus hits a bump, making her fly up a bit and blink as she looks at me. I close my eyes and see, blue, tugging down at her more.

I open my eyes and blink, and she smiles softly.

Feelings aren't stored in the heart, but everywhere and nowhere.

CJ looks at Cali, and she turns to look at him. The corner of her mouth tugs upward, and they start a telepathic conversation, CJ blinking in and out of visibility. Other people ignore us, a mix of Alessa's ability and human nature just ignoring the unknown.

I tap Gale's shoulder, and we smile at CJ and Cali. Cali is just barely tracing CJ's scar that goes from above his eye down to his cheek and CJ blinks as they continue their telepathic conversation. Or at least, it's more like Cali reading CJ's thoughts and responding to him in his own head.

I close my eyes, and notice Gale becoming sadder and sadder and sadder. Bluer and bluer and bluer. I wrap my arm around her and hug her with with the arm, playing with her hair.

To be honest, I think she likes me. I hope she does. I don't know. I like her, that I know for sure.

Cass draws moisture from the air and plays with a bubble of water quietly, listening to music.

But then we hear squealing. And I spot a fish line in front of the bus.

The bus squeals, trying to stop, but obeying the laws of motion, it slides right into the fishing line that triggers something. Cali slows time down with students panicking, and Cass panics, quickly drawing water to the front, but it only slows the flow. Harper tries to put the fire out using a spell, but it still rages and threatens us as it creeps toward us.

Cali grits her teeth, trying to stop time forcing its way to a regular flow. Harper sends a spell her way, and Cali relaxes only slightly, slowing time further.

Gale holds my hand, and I can feel her relying on our energies combined to stop the fire. She waves her hands around, and forces it out the bus with brute force, or at least tries to, but it barely goes out.

"What is happening?" Cali asks, trying to wrestle time under control.

"I don't know." I teleport around the bus and throw the water from water bottles at the fire, and Carlo holds Cali's hand while I hold Gale's, supplying her with some more energy, and with all of our powers, we somehow wrestle the fire under control, with the only casualty being the poor bus driver.

Cali passes out while Harper cradles her spell hand, and everyone heaves in breaths like we ran a marathon without stopping. Gale looks pale and is barely hanging on, and I control her emotions to make her tired so she can fall asleep, giving her the rest she needs.

Alan gets up from his seat, and walks toward the front, and we all look at him. The students have stopped screaming, but are still in shock and are blinking, and Alan picks up something white in the driver's seat, or what remains of it anyways. He snatches it quickly, trying not to brush against the driver's burnt corpse.

The atmosphere is dark, gloomy. Because feelings live around us, in us, and are us.

He turns back toward us and holds his head in his hands, walking back and tossing it into my lap.

Droids.

I almost crumple the blinding white paper, but instead, I give it to Carlo and some of the others to read. After reading it, this time they crumble it. Alessa controls it with her mind and squeezes it, using the air around it to shrink it down into an impossibly small paper ball, which she then puts in her pocket.

"We'll deal with it later," Alessa finally says, sighing deeply. We look at each other, and back at the students that are still in shock, their brains probably traveling in the direction of needing therapy. I speak up, breaking the awkward silence.

"Uhh, who's going to, you know, ummm take control of this... and stuff?"

***A/N***

Haha, yeah, I updated.......

I had honestly no idea where I was going when I wrote this chapter, I originally wanted to make it like a show of power kind of chapter, where someone is bullying someone else and they all go time for someone to die~ or at least something like that -

But this was another idea, and oh well, this happened :)

Also, I just realized the troubles of having powers - I have to keep going back and forth and trying to incorporate powers of certain characters XD - and most of them have some kind of object manipulation, something to do with emotions, and something similar to telepathy or mind reading....

Anyways I think I'm getting kind of sick -

Idk.... anyways, cya my beautiful readers!

writingshare123

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