Next up was P.E.
I don't know why they bothered with it, especially in my group, because the super-humans and telekinetic basically tore up the field. Let's just give you an example:
There are a group of people, you could call them "the cool peeps" or the "popular kids" but we also had another name for them the "twats".
They were the kind of people who always laughed at others, and also were the ones that were the bullies in the school and pushed others around, lets just run through the group, they were 5 in particular that were irritating to the core.
First of all there was Dan. Dan was a Demi-god, his father being the Greek god Hercules (yes, they do still exist!). He was like the ring leader, and he was very heavy set, he went to the gym frequently. He would've been attractive, if not for his face, which was slightly squashed, with deep set, piggy little eyes, small ears and very protruding jaw and a US soldier style hair cut. The face he definitely got from his mother’s side.
Next there was a girl called Kristy. She was a complete bitch, and was Dan's girlfriend (how anyone would want to go out with him i would never know..). Her power was that she could freeze stuff, perfectly matching her inside and out. She was cold hearted that one. She always had dark blue hair which she tied up in a knot; she also wore blue lipstick and make up on her face to make her look like she'd not been out in years. Or was that her normally im not sure...
Next in the group were the twins or the “Chavvy Twins as I had taken to call them. Diamond and Pearl. They were both American, with a real drawl to their accents. They were both telekinetic. Nothing to boast about, but they seeming to think they were the best telekinetic in the school. It was quite funny really because they were obviously people better than them.
Finally, there was the Goth. We called him shade, because he never gave his real name to anyone. He always wore an ankle length, black, moleskin coat. Even in P.E, he wore it now. It was his "special requirement" so no one except his family saw his face. No one knew what his true power was, only that he could disappear and re-appear at will, but he would leave a shadowy trail wherever he went.
But enough of those twits, today, was Dodge ball day.
I really liked dodgeball, I could throw, catch and even get someone out occasionally, it was just the "Dodge" part in the game I couldn't seem to get the hang of. The other good thing about this class, was like any other lessons, I had my friends around me to tease me whenever I got caught out and cheered for me whenever I got someone out.
As usual we picked the teams. Me, Karen, Isabella and George with some of their other friends on one team, on the other were the cool kids, with a few of their other friends. It was set to be a tough game.
When our teacher blew the whistle, we were off.
I managed to not-so gracefully dodge the first ball that went my way, picking up the offenders plush pink ball and chose my target, a stocky guy with arms bigger than his body. I threw. I hit. Accurately predicting he would dodge to the right, thanks to my mind reading prowess.
Meanwhile, on my side of the field to the left, Karen and George were trying to wither a hail of dodge balls from the Chavvy American twins. They were doing pretty well, in my mind I had already nick-named them the "Dynamic Duo". Karen was producing force barriers to protect the pair from the pink missiles. Karen could produce barriers at will, they would block any projectile that came their way. Even her parents couldn't explain it, so she just went with it. George however, now there's an interesting guy...
George was of under average height, so he was quite short. He had a head of shaggy brown hair that reached to the middle of his neck. His eyes were an emerald green, flecked with streaks of sliver. He was also quite strong for his size, it was rumoured that he managed to life Dan up and over B block once when they had an argument. His mother was the goddess Hera, married to Zeus, the king of the Greek gods. So you would assume he could summon lightning to his hands whenever he wanted, but that was not the case. He could conjure a bright green flame instead, the reason for that however, he kept strictly to himself.
It was the fire he was using now. He was shooting it, not at the twins but at other people trying to get a shot from the side of them. He was either using the fire as a distraction, to keep the attackers on their toes, or deflecting them away.
It was at that point that Dan got me. I didn't see the ball coming till I had just dodged a particularly hard ball thrown by that bitch Kristy, I tried to dodge but when something is thrown at one at 200mph one does simply have the acquired time to dodge. All I saw was a flash of pink, starts in my eyes and the feeling of the back of my head hitting the hard gymnasium floor.
I woke to Isabella's face staring into my eyes with concern etched on her face.
"W-what happened-d.." I stammered.
"You got hit in the face by a dodge ball" she said quite bluntly, it was at that moment that I realised she was angry.
"W-who" I said.
"That twat Dan" she replied, still in her angry tone.
"Oh" I said, as I was pulled to my feet. Behind Isabella, I saw the "Cool Kids" laughing together. That made me angry.
"Just ignore them..." began Isabella
The last part of the sentence I didn't hear. Something was hurting at the back of my head, so reached up and touched it. My fingers came back red. I panicked. I saw tears.
I only bled from the head when I had a headache, a side effect of being me.
Thunder cracked overhead. That was all I needed to know to tell that Isabella was really angry now. The gym doors blew open, sending a chilly breeze through the hall. Karen tried to put an arm to her shoulder, but she just shrugged it off. Rain lashed against the windows, the backdrop being a stormy grey sky.
The last thing I saw before I blacked out again, was Isabella and George walking up the group. Isabella, her hair crackling with static and lightning leaping from her finger tips, Georges hands were blazing with emerald fire. Karen was supporting me, with one hand outstretched to block any random projectiles from what was appearing to be a pretty violent end to a pretty shit day.
