Lost In Thought

Prologue

Prologue:

Maybe it was just my reality or maybe it was everyone else's reality. It could've been actual reality, but whatever reality it was I didn't want to be apart of it. I thought I was being sent to a private school. I thought wrong. No one told me anything. I was quiet and shy so I never asked questions. I regret that. I let them keep me in the dark and when i came out, the light burned. It all started the day I attended Wave Academy.

I was only about week into my first year of highschool when it happened. It was unusually bright and sunny for a Monday, and I was still as grouchy as ever. It could've been the loud and rowdy groups of slow walking teenagers that I grew quickly tired of, or it could've been the fact that I was awoken at 6:00 sharp by my overly excited mother. Either way, I walked around campus to my classes with a blank expression and a dullness in my eyes. But I would have never been ready in a million years for what was about to happen to me. It was lunch time. It had only been my first day of highschool. It wasn't suppose to happen like this.

I knew she hated me, but I didn't think that she would take it so far. Her name was Anna. I was walking with my tray of food to my usual spot under the weeping willow tree. It was hot that day so the ground wasn't muddy and the grass was nice and soft. I don't know what possessed her to walk over to me, though now that I think about it, i'm glad she did. Without her harassment towards me I would've never discovered my ability. I would've been oblivious to what I was capable of.

Anna knew I wouldn't fight back, maybe that why she chose me as her victim. She stood around me with her clique in a circle. I stood up from under the tree hesitant to make a move. With my head down, I peered at her through my thick, raven-like hair.

"So loser, how's is doing in the slums of the dumpster?" She spoke, but I didn't reply. One: I didn't understand what she was saying, Two: What she said made no sense. I simply lifted up my head and gave her a blank expression. She glared back at me, clearly annoyed with my unresponsive attitude.

"I mean judging by your outfit, I was only assuming that you live in a dumb since that's what you looks like." She smirked at me and her posse of followers giggled. My outfit wasn't anything special, I admit that, but it wasn't bad either. It consisted of dark blue skinny jeans, a black oversized crop-top with red flannel, and some old beat up black and white sneakers.Now with my new understanding of her previous statement I gave her a reaction, but not the one she was looking forward to.

" I don't mind being called a dumpster, but at least I don't dress like my parents don't love me." Granted, she was mad and I honestly couldn't have cared less. With the clothes she wears everyday, she was breaking every dress code rule to have ever existed.

"Looks like Little Miss Muffet has a backbone." She spat back harshly. Her face turning red.

"I mean i've always had a spin. i don't think you know what that is considering you've been a noodle your entire life" I laughed, but I don't think she found it that funny. (But seriously she looked like basically just bones. No skin. Just bones. She was practically a skeleton.) Embarrassed and angry, she swung her arm back in an attempt to slap me but my reflexes were faster than her.

I grab her wrist before the palm of her connected to my face and in the exact moment, the sunny skies darkened and something struck the willow behind me. I heard a girl scream as I turned around. The tree was gone. I heard crying. I turned back around to find Anna holding a bruised wrist. I started to feel the electricity dancing at my fingertips. And as I looked up from hands and the girls stared me in the eye screaming, I turned and ran as fast as I could.