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~Lexi's POV~
I sat upright in my seat. Clark was gazing out the window and Nick
was starring at me. "Close your mouth, you'll catch flies." I said. The
player kept starring at me. I felt my hands they were wet "SHIT!" I
thought "I did it again! oh no oh no!" I looked at Nick shocked what
did he see?! You see as much as I thought I was normal I'm not. It all
happened when I was 6. My mom was yelling at me, she said I would
be more difficult than Erik. I didn't understand why she was mad at
me, and to this day I never understood what happened next. Mom was
mad because there was water spilled all over the ground she thought it
was because of me. When Erik walked in from the yard with a baseball
in his hand he slipped and feel, the ball flew through the air and
smashed right into my grandmothers vase. Well my mom went right up
to me and started to yell she finished and mumbled to herself
something. She said soon I will control my self like Erik. Then I was
so angry I yelled "I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU ARE SAYING" she
stopped with a scared look on her face "Lexi calm down,please!" she
pleaded the water in the flower vase next to her began to vigorously
bubble, shaking the glass back and fourth. The tea pot on the kitchen
stove started to scream. the pool water out side was steaming. My fist
were clenched, and I had a royal fit. Erik came running in, my mom
nodded to him and he took slow moving steps towards me. She was
treating me like an untamed animal! I began to run. out the door to
the garage, grabbing my bike and peddling down the hill. I was
gaining speed, tears were in my eyes. They trickled down my check,
and I lost control of the bike. I plummeted down the hill, faster and
faster until the hill had ended and a river had taken its place. I fell into
it the bike dropped to the bottom of its watery depths. I let out a
muffled scream, and began to thrash around. In my mind I pictured
the water rising me to the surface and it obeyed. I could here the
water bubbled in my ears, I could understand it. It was not a language
you could speak, but I was in my spirit. I never knew what I was, but
from that day forward I was attached to the water. Coming back to
reality, I saw that Clark had turned around and was writing on a sheet
of paper. He folded it up neatly and paced it to Nick. THEY WERE
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