Abilities
Chapter: one
"Do you have everything," my dad asked as I hopped out of Lucky the rusty old truck I've seen for 16 and a half years. Around the time I turned 13 I figured out why he called it that. "Yeah, I think I've got everything. Love you, Dad, bye." "See-ya kiddo." I closed the door and walked towards my school. Dads, do they always have to have some pet name for their kids? As I walked to the school stairs, my eyes wandered around. My school was exactly as they say high school is in movies. We had, if you say a "food chain". Of course, at the bottom, there were the mathletes, then the skater boys, next, the drama club dorks, after that, the average people that no one really paid attention to, and at the top, no doubt the populars. I'd say I was with the average kids. That's exactly where I want to be. Not too geeky, not too pop-. "Hey baby, you looking good today. Wanna go out? Ya betta say yes before I change my mind." "Go away Darren. I'd never say yes to you. I don't date guys that can't remember their own phone number. That was so mean, I hurt my own feelings." Turning lightly on my heel I walked off. At least, I tried to walk off, until someone grabbed me from the side. "Darren, let go of my arm, you're hurting me!" "Not until I get what I want." "And what is it that you want because I can tell you right now you're not going to get it." "Says you, bitch." Pulling me against him, Darren practically sucked my face with his lips. When I finally caught up with what was happening, I tried to run, but Darren, being the football player that he is, held me tighter. It was when he started feeling my butt and I felt a bulge by his zipper, that I stopped resisting. Instead, I opened my lips and welcomed his snake of a tongue. Of course, he gladly did as he was welcome to do. When I felt his tongue on mine, I held his face and did as I planned. I bit his tongue as hard as I could. When I tasted the blood from his mouth, I smiled proudly. "Shit, man! Why the hell did you do that?" "Just think of it as my way of saying no...OFFICIALLY." Backing up I noticed the crowd that was watching Darren suck my lips. None of them knew why he was screaming at me or why I was just grinning back at him. Trust me if Darren hadn't shouted it at his friend when he asked what happened, I would have kept it a secret. "She bite my tongue, man!" I would have kept it a secret at his expense because as soon as the words that his mouth, his bloody mouth at that, the crowd burst into laughter. Using this as a chance to get away, I crept away from crowd and towards school. Again, someone pulled me to the side by my arm. I felt freshly manicured nails digging into my arm as I was pulled behind a nearby tree. "What the h-" "Listen to me Alex. If you ever kiss, no, if you ever talk to my boyfriend again, I'll have the nasty tongue of yours shoved down your throat instead of Darrens'. Got it?" Ugh, it was Darren's, "girlfriend" Belinda. It's obvious that he's cheating on her with almost every girl in school, but being the low life she is, she refuses to see that to stay with him. It's pathetic, I know. "Okay, first of all, you need to tell your cheating little boyfriend to stay away from ME because-" I would have completed the sentence if it had not been for her hand across me cheek. The hand that's going to get her ass beat. "Don't you ever call my boyfriend a cheater!" she said wailing on me now. I was calm, cool, and collected. What she didn't know was that the more fiercely you start fitting the quicker you run out of breath. After she was finished, she stood there staring at me with wide eyes. She noticed not once did I flinch at her hits. I took it like a man, and now I was going to beat her like one. I took my elastic off my arm and tied my hair with it. I was furious, but I didn't let it show. I took her ponytail, which unlike mine, was not tied up. I yanked it and threw her to the ground on her stomach. Now, it was my turn to wail on her! I punched her back while sitting on top of her so she couldn't break free. I picked my places to hit her carefully; if there were any marks to her face or arms I wouldn't be able to tell the principal she jumped me and beat me up. Because someone walking past us distracted me, I gave her the chance to turn over punch me in the face. Now, I was past angry, and beyond furious, I wanted to kill her. Without thinking, I punched her right in the center of her forehead. This unfortunately made her black out. It's a good thing for her if I say so. If I had not been so worried about getting in trouble, I would have gone far enough to send her to the hospital. Looking at her passed out, I could see that I sent my fist a little bit under her forehead. It looked as if I broke the oversized bump she had at the beginning of her nose, in direction from her forehead. Man, how am I going to get away with this now? I should just pretend to black out and when the nurse brings us back to her office, I'll pretend to wake up as if I didn't know what happened. I'll say, "I don't remember getting attacked, but I do remember that Belinda and I were talking, when all of a sudden a wolf sprung out from behind the bushes. No, it'll never work. Belinda will say I hit her first. As the bell rang, I tried to walk into the school crowd. I would have made it too, if it hadn't been for those meddling kids and their loud mouths!
Chapter: two
"Expelled?! Alex, are you kidding me? How could you even think about fighting a girl? You know how I expect you to behave, and this," he said shaking the notice, "is not it!" Reading it over again, his eyes widened. "You knocked her out? Alex what exactly happened to make you do this, especially on the second week of school? " "She called me a slut?" "Stop lying to me Alexia-Ann. You know what, just go to your room while I try to ask the school to let you just be suspended. There are no other high schools around here and we'd either have to move or I'd have to home school you." Yeah, I'll go to my room all right, it's not like that's some kind of punishment. Ever since my dad got his most recent job, we've been able to move into a house with four master bedrooms, six bathrooms, a full kitchen, living room, dinning room, deck, basement, and a hobby room. We also have 13 acres of land and an in ground swimming pool. I know, I'm a 'rich girl', but I'd be perfectly fine with a house with two bedrooms one bathroom, a kitchen/dinning room, and a place to put the TV. Walking into my room, I got so sleepy as if the wicked witch of the west was trying to get me under a sleeping curse, or maybe I was just lazy. Too tired to care, I plopped down on my bed, curled up in a ball, and fell asleep.
By the time I woke up, it was 6:30 in the morning. Thanks to my alarm clock I woke up on my regular schedule. No doubt, my dad was just getting up too. He'll probably send me a text message after he has left to wake me up. I thought deciding to go back to sleep. I heard my dad walking towards the stairs leading to the kitchen on my side of the hall. I roughly got out of bed and turned my alarm off. "Don't you dare go back to sleep! Get up and get dressed! If you didn't realize, you're still being punished for what happened yesterday. It's a bright sunny Tuesday morning! What a great day for looking online for great boarding schools, eh?" "What! You're sending me to a boarding school? No, Dad, please can't you just home school me?" "I'm sorry Alex, but I don't have another choice right now. The nearest school is in another town 18 miles away, and I don't think that the bus driver would like to ride out here every morning or that there is anyone over here attending that school. And no I cant home school you because if you've forgotten, I pay the bills around here, and to pay bills, you need a job that pays." After a moment of silence from me, Dad finally spoke, "Look kiddo, I don't WANT to send you to a boarding school, but that's the only choice we have. I'm sorry. Now, get up, get dressed, and get your laptop. I told the office I'll be in at 8:30 and we only have 2 hours. If you're not in school soon they'll arrest me!" I could have laughed at that, but I didn't feel up to it.
"Alright," I said looking at the home screen of the search engine Google, "what should I type in", I asked my dad, sitting on the couch across from me. "How about, 'boarding schools near Wisconsin'?" After typing it in, my computer displayed a series of links to military schools in Wisconsin. After clicking to the next page, I found a site link for a place called Wakelard Academy. "Did you find anything, Dad?" "No, just a bunch of military schools. I don't suppose you'd like to go to a military school." "No, Dad", I said nonchalantly. "I didn't think so. Did you find anything?" "Well, I think I did. There's this school called Wakelard Academy, I just don't know if they got the address right. It says that it right on the edge on the state borderline. That's about 53 miles from here." "What's the big deal? Find somewhere to send in an application!" "It's just that I never knew we had a boarding school that close, but I guess I'm over excited."
