We're Different

Chapter 6

    The four of us walked into the gym with the boys' equipment and set it off in the corner. We walked over to Mr. Davenport, and he noticed us and smiled.

​"Hello Mr. Davenport," I smiled greeting him.

​"Hi, Skai, Marcus. How are you two doing?"

​"Great!" I replied. "I heard you have some sort of 'magical device' that the boys are going to use for their concert."

​The corners of Mr. Davenport's eyes crinkled as he smiled.

​"What did they tell you?" He laughed. "It's no magical device. This​-" he held up a small disk, "-is the result of a genius working hard and creating just as genius technology." I rolled my eyes at his inflated ego.

​"What does it do?" It pained me to keep the conversation going, but I knew he'd bug me if I didn't.

​"You'll have to see in a moment. Guys?" He looked at the three boys. "You ready?"

​They nodded and walked over to grab their instruments. They set up the amps and drums, and before they started, Marcus came over and grabbed me by the shoulders.

​"Skai, I need to talk to you after the concert. It's urgent."

​I nodded, my heart suddenly racing.

​"Marcus!"

​We both looked over to see Chase glaring at us, looking at me like he was going to murder me. I sighed.

"You've got to go," I whispered.

​"Yeah. I think Chase is going to kill me for this." I giggled at that response.

"He'll probably get to me first," I chuckled.

​Before Marcus walked away, he gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek. I stood there, shocked and amazed, as Marcus walked up onto the stage, and before the lights went down, he smiled at me. I placed my hand on my cheek, then quickly scurried over to Bree. I was about to start squealing, when I noticed she seemed... upset.

​"Where have you ​been?​" She practically screamed at Mr. Davenport. "Have you been over there with the boys the entire time. I should have known... You always do things with them."

"Bree, that is so not true," he protested.

​"And now, for your Career Day entertainment, concert in a can... can... can... Featuring Adam, Marcus, and Chase... Chase... Chase..."

​"Okay, I had nothing to do with that whatsoever. I-"

​"Brought to you by Donald Davenport... port... port..."

​"Hmm... It kind of sounds like you did... did... did..."

​Bree rolled her eyes and turned to me, clearly annoyed with her father. Her eyes brightened when she saw my new look.

​"Wow, Skai... You look awesome!" Her bad mood seemed to lighten up as she took in what I was wearing. "How'd you change your hair?"

​"Oh, I discovered that I have visual manipulation. My hair's still red, but I can make anything look any way I want."

​"That's so cool! You're lucky. All I have is this super-speed, and to be honest, it's not really that useful."

​"What are you talking about? It makes you super flexible!"

​"Yeah, but you're flexible, too. Whoever this 'Hart' guy was, he knew what he was doing."

I sighed.