Project D

Chapter 2- Welcome back to Hell

Welcome back to Hell

I look around at the barf green lockers, and hear the rusty creak as they are opened and closed by the students. It hurts my advanced hearing, but I know the worst will be the bell.

I look for my number 513. I walk along passing the library near the 300’s and drop Riley off near the Gym at the 450’s. I then trudge along looking for the 500’s. I pass the chemistry lab looking inside to see Daryl being tortured by the Pop’s. The Pop’s are the popular kids of school they rule the school. They are all bullies with IQ’s lower than a rock, and they gain their entertainment by torturing anybody.

I see Daryl trip and fall knocking the test tubes all over himself. Rick and the rest of the football team laugh watching him trying to get it off, and join each other in a big laugh. Howling even louder when Daryl knocks into the teacher desk spilling some of the chemicals onto the paperwork lining the desk.

I feel myself grinding my teeth at the sight, and glance at the clock to see that I have another fifteen minutes before the first hour bell rings. I look around to see if anybody is watching and rush to the bathroom. When I get there I strip down, and reach into my bag for the trash bag with the suit. I grab it and look under the stalls for any feet. Satisfied when I don't see any; I then use my superspeed to change quickly into the costume.

When that is done I open the door, and admire the suit in the mirror. The dark midnight black with the bright blue highlights racing along the creases. It is a perfect contrast to the eyes that glow neon blue. I sigh and search in the bag until I grasp at the mask I pull it out to admire it once again.

I then pull my hair back into a low ponytail. I then hold the mask in both hands and place it on my face. Watching as the fabric transforms me from ‘normal’ old Dawn to Bionicca the great superhero of Programal. I stuff my bag under the stall hoping no one will notice it, and rush out the door glancing at the clock and seeing that barely twenty seconds has gone by. I watch everyone pass by in a blur until I get to the chemistry classroom where Daryl is still knocking everything over, and the football team is in hysterics.

I clear my throat and watch as they all look up. Some of their faces falling in disbelief, and some of them just rubbing their eyes waiting to see if they are dreaming. I go up to Daryl, and see his smile lighting up his face while I extend my arm. He grabs it, and I gently help him up. I see the seething mass of chemicals in his hair and tell him, “Stand still, and hold the desk tight”

He stops moving and sets himself straight as a board gripping the desk with both hands. I look over at the football team with their tongues hanging out of their mouths and then start to circle around Daryl. I feel myself picking up speed, and know that the chemical mess is lifting off his body from the zero g vortex. I run faster and faster and in one of my circuits am able to grab one of the bigger beakers from the desk and lead the chemical blob into the flask. I run faster and faster seeing it being sucked in and wait for the last drop before I stop.

Daryl unclenches himself from the desk and looks around trying to catch my eye. I smile at him and then turn my attention to the Pop’s. They are standing there dumbfounded as I walk up to them. I clear my throat and try to put on my best superhero voice, “Were you boys trying to harm Daryl?”

I see them all cower in fear, and ask once more, “Were you trying to harm Daryl?”

I watch as Rick steps forward and stands to answer my question, “It was just a bit of harmless fun. He’s not harmed in any way”

I glare at him and point to Daryl with his smoking hair to illustrate my point, “You call that unharmed? He’s smoking!”

I see Rick visibly flinch at the ferocity in my voice. I’m surprised myself. I scratch that from my mind and continue, “I hope you weren't trying to harm him because I really hate bullies, and do you know what happens to bullies?” I watch them shake their heads and continue, “Bullies get what they give. One day you boys will have to deal with the ‘nerds’ that you bullied. One day they can make your life a living hell, so I would do the best I could to try and make them happy. Starting with Daryl over here who is still smoking” I motion to Daryl to show. I watch as Rick and Shaun go to Daryl and help him to the nurses office.

I turn my attention away from the Pop’s and see that the whole school has gathered around. I watch as Riley breaks through the crowd, and runs right up to me. He is panting and his eyes are wide open as he tries to speak, “You’re...I’m... You’re....Here....Bionicca....Oh my god..” I then am witness to one of my best friends fainting in front of my eyes.

Man this is great material to tease him with later.

I scan the crowd seeing all the people who love my alternate personality, but never spare my real self any second glances. I see Jacqueline running towards the nurses office to find Rick, but not before she gives me a really nasty evil eye. Dominique following after her like a shadow.

I see Rose in the corner sketching in her sketchbook, and tucking her graphite pencil out from behind her ear. I look away a little, and see Him.

The boy who keeps reappearing in my dreams. The one that I dream of kissing. He’s staring at me with a hopeful expression across his face. Studying me. I stare back at him and also study him. The way his jeans hug his waistline perfectly. The hiking boots poking out from beneath the jeans. I raise my eyes and appraise the leather jacket he’s wearing. Accenting the strength in his body, showing off his muscles, height, build, and making him look dangerous.

I study his facial features. The perfect jawline that would make a sculptor green with envy, the high cheekbones showing a dimple in his left cheek. I use my enhanced vision and see a small splice in his right eyebrow. The way his perfectly messed up hair sticks up near his forehead. Kinda reminding me of Castiel from Supernatural.

I pull my eyes away from his body, and find them caught by something way more interesting. His eyes. They are a hazel with golden flakes, and a ring of moss green in the inside of the iris. They are like an open book, but yet they hide dark secrets. He is staring at me waiting for me to do something.

I pull myself away from his penetrating gaze, and focus back on the crowd waiting for me to speak. Kate fanning Riley awake. I stare at the circle around me and open my mouth to speak, “I hope you all heard what I said in there. From now on I will be the protector of the victims in this school. Doing what is right and protecting the innocent. From now on when you mess with them; you mess with me. Remember that” At that I activate the superspeed rushing away just as the first bell rings. I see everyone leave, and make eye contact once more with the boy. Knowing that it can’t be him I shake it from my head and go to the bathroom to change back into my regular old self. Back to the regular pains of high school.

Welcome back to the bullies, lunches, torturous teachers, to being me.

Welcome back to Hell.