Super Emotions

A Plan Is Formed

"We can't stop. And we won't stop."

Miley Cyrus sang with her mellifluous singing voice as she showed off some skin in her new music video. Even though Miley clearly wasn't an innocent Disney Darling anymore, I quite admired her. After all the hate she got from her pixie cut, she is still fulfilling her career and making her way up the charts. She's so fierce and she doesn't care about haters. She just continues to be herself.

My brown hair hung in whisps around my face as the hair fell out of my messy bun. I continued to scroll through many YouTube videos in search of something inspiring. Miley was inspiring, but her twerking with a Barbie Doll isn't exactly singing inspiration.

Today was another "Emma is healing day." As much as I hate it, I miss Andy. A lot. Does he miss me? Clearly not by the excessive amounts of pictures of him and his buddies partying like school wasn't in session. Everything came so easily to him. It wasn't fair.

I still hadn't touched his butterfly pendent (Yes his. Emphasize HIS.) and heart earrings. They were cursed I swear.

Hmmm.

I feel kinda silly still mourning over this. So many people have told me I shouldn't be. But I was, anyways. That's okay. Well, no it's not.

I slam my laptop shut and walk over to the window. I tap my fingernails repeatedly as I watched kids get home from school.

I already had all my work made up. And I haven't gone haywire in days. So why shouldn't I just stay home instead?

Oh yeah. Because Marcus would just force me to train more. Not exactly the way to get over a relationship.

I strolled back into my room and laid down on my bed. My head swirled with different thoughts as I questioned every "What if.." I could think of.

So many questions unanswered.

The sweet summer sunshine slowly sunk deeper and deeper beyond the mountains. Is this really what I want to do?

Sit up her and mope?

Everyone else is living their life, while I'm hiding away.

I've always typically been a very smart person. But this, this was different. I couldn't listen to my brain in this one. Because my heart was telling me something completely different.

A long time ago, I remember my brother had told me that I had a black heart. I didn't believe it, because I'm sure the only reason he had said it was because I had taken his toy or pushed his buttons.

Does he know? He knows I have "issues". But I mean, does he know?

This is too deep.

I shrugged my shoulders and paced around the room.

Back to the thoughts of not living. Whats the point in sitting here when I have all this power? Power I haven't explored. Maybe I can control it. Use it. This is my chance to show everyone what I can do.. But they'll be mad. Marcus will. Not that his research is getting anywhere. I'm exactly the same, nothing's cured. No new documented discoveries. No one knows what happened to me.

I'm just a science experiment.

But my powers.. I can use them to get revenge. It's been forever, and I've kept hidden away. Andy must think I'm so heartbroken I can't bear to see him. And although seeing him IS the last thing I would ever want to do, I'd love to make him regret what he did.

Make him miss me.

Immediately an idea sprung into my head and I scrambled over to my cell phone.

"Grace! Rachel! Tesha! Justice! Are you guys in for a little makeover?" I said excitedly into the phone.

"Does this have something to do with getting over Andy?" Grace asked suspiciously.

"You bet!"

"Then we're in. Meet us at the salon in ten." Justice said quickly, hanging up.

I grabbed my purse from the coffee table and told my brother I would be back in a couple of hours.

I rushed outside to my car and drove to the mall.

Grace, Justice, Tesha, and Rachel were already sitting inside when I got there.

"Let's make him regret it." Rachel said sitting me in a salon chair. She talked to her mom about what we wanted, and she nodded understandingly.

"By the time I'm done, you'll feel like a new person." she stated smiling.

"Perfect. Grace and I are going to go get you your new wardrobe, and we'll all meet at H&M when you're done." Grace said before grabbing Justice's arm and they scurried out of the salon.

After being plucked, prodded, and completely redone, I smiled at the finished product.

I thanked her and paid before rushing out the door and meeting up with Grace and Justice to look over my wardrobe.

"Okay, here's our next goal. With the makeover, we have to get you noticed. That's the only way we will get Andy to regret it. My theory is he was so positive he could get away with cheating because you weren't popular. A small circle of friends. Andy became popular so quickly, he got a lot of female attention. If you get popular quickly, you'll get a lot of male attention." Justice said as she scrolled through her phone.

"Well it's almost impossible to get really popular this close to fall. What do you want me to do? Join the cheerleading squad?" I asked sarcastically as I swirled my green tea.

"Of course not. Marissa is on the cheer squad. They would just segregate you. That is the last thing you would do to get popular." Justice said disapprovingly.

"But, after looking through the latest school events and joining as many invitations and recent gossip quotes, there are two parties next weekend and one home game." Grace told us.

"So I'm going to crash a party, and try to get noticed." I asked unsure.

"It's genius. You can sing a song or two, dance with a couple guys, and the main reason we have to go to that game is it's the last one of the season. There's going to be an after party if they win, and based on their stats, it's a guaranteed victory." Grace said smiling widely.

"That's going to work?" I ask looking between the two of them.

"I am 98% positive. If I'm wrong, then my whole reputation is ruined." Justice said shrugging.

I took a long sip of the intoxicating green tea. I swallowed it, the drink burned my throat and my breath filled with steam.

"Let's go for it." I say smirking and imagining how sweet this will taste.

Bitter sweet.