Pandora and Chocolate

CHAPTER 3

One week later.

I levitated out of the bubble bath I'd just been soaking in and settle into my chair. I wrapped a towel around myself. Brushing my wet black hair out of my face, I looked in the mirror.

I frown as my very long and wet brown hair stuck to my pale face. It took me a while to gather my hair out from my face and tie my hair up in a ponytail. I wipe the water away from my bright brown eyes and reach up to open the mirror so I could get my toothbrush. I keep myself in tip-top condition and prefer to keep myself that way. My teeth were pearly white and my face is washed at least twice a day. I take at least one bath every day and I lift weights after school everyday. Having large boobs doesn't help me either because when I lift weights it's adding onto the stress on my back. My chair seat is black with my name stitched on it with yellow cursive writing. The bottom part of my chair that contains the motor and the wheels is yellow it's also kinda rounded compared to other power wheelchairs. My tires are made of rubber that surrounds an air tube... So they can pop but it would take a lot of force to do so.

I dried myself off, and drove into my room to get dressed. I stood in my room and starred at my dresser: "urgh to lazy" I thought, I used my telepathy to pick out my clothes. It was the normal St.Lucian's uniform, with my special twist I dyed it light blue. Since the uniform shirt was white and white clothing gives me extreme anxiety because it seems like I instantly mess them up.

I concentrated the shirt lifted from the drawer and settled on my bed: "one down, two more to go." I lifted my head, the skirt that was a nice shade of dark blue rose from it's place in the drawer and lowered on to the next the shirt. I dressed my upper body, and then levitated from my chair to put on the skirt and black converse. After sitting back down, I motioned toward the hairbrush on my dresser. It flew to me and began to brush my hair, when it was finished I used telekinesis to fish tail braid my hair. The powers I have may seem simple to more powerful monsters but I don't just use them to help with my daily routines I am a living poltergeist, it's hilarious when I pull pranks on my naïve human friends. I can do all the movie stuff. I make doors open and shut on their own, levitate things etc but their reactions are priceless. As for the dark magic I can resurrect small animals, see two years into anyone's future and read people thoughts if they aren't guarded. I shouted aloud "GOODBYE" to Cat and drove to class.

I heard laughter and incoming footsteps. I turned around to see what it was, two girls and three boys stood in front of me, and they began to lead me into a dark corner.

The biggest boy pinned my chair to the wall and snickered "So they let a human cripple into this school because of special privileges but we worthy monsters had to work our asses off to get into this school.'' That comment pissed me off I hate when people use my disability as the reason why I get to do things. Anger welled up inside of me, I turned red and shouted "yes I am human! Who cares my disability doesn't mean anything! I have as much of right to be here as you do! I am equal to you in every way shit head!" He takes a moment and chuckles while rubbing his chin. "Equal huh?" he growled lifting me from my chair and throwing me against the wall. "Let's see how equal you are when you can't move"

My body hit the wall with a thud, the two smaller boys ran over to my chair one of them had a tattoo a sleeve to be more exact, the other had a nose piercing. The tattooed boy was slashing my tires, the other was tagging my fender, the two girls rushed over to me. The first girl had neon pink pigtails ran up to me and bent down and spit in my face "wakey wakey Miss special" she lifted my shirt and patted my stomach "Oh your so chubby better lay off the pizza and ice cream Miss Piggy!" she snorted and kicked me in the stomach. I groaned, The second girl had neon yellow hair in a side pony grabbed my face and spit at me I bit down hard on her hand. She slapped me and snickered. "You know when guys think of a sexy girl they don't think of a disabled girl like you, they think of someone like me, so stop trying no man will ever love you." Then as if on cue, the voice I'd never imagine coming to my rescue echoed in the hallway. "Hey I really don't like the way you dipshits are talking to her! You better leave before I kick your asses!" Tears of pain streamed down my face, as the world faded to black...