Slightly Abnormal

Chapter 2 - Ordeal

I still couldn't believe after so many years I've actually met someone like me. It's like I've woken up from a dream. I pinch myself for reassurance that this is real. It's real. Oh boy.

Sitting down like an idiot, leaning on the lockers, still clutching my hand as if it's still bleeding, I stare at it in wonder. It's amazing. It has absolutely no scar whatsoever, though the remains of dry blood still trickle on my healed palm. I get up and pace around the hallways, how am I supposed to explain my suddenly incredibly healed palm to my teacher and classmates? They've all witnessed just how bad it was. Ugh. I head to the office and get a pass so I could go home.

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The next morning I wake up to a sunny school day, and feel pretty good. I wrap my 'supposably injured palm' so no one suspects anything. Eat breakfast, which is coco pops. Yum. And drive myself to school. There is so much I want to talk to Felix about. Like, his parents and which parent he inherited his healing powers from, and how they're living. Things like that. See, I never met my dad, he apparently got murdered before I was born, my mother says. With a heaving sigh, I jump into my car, and drive myself to school.

I walk into the hall to my locker, and find a sobbing Kelly waiting for me. A few people give her curious looks and snicker about. "Back off," I snap to them. They hesitantly usher away, still glancing back at me and Kelly. I kind of give off a bad vibe to be honest, one time this girl ran away from me because I told off a teacher who was pissing me off.

Kelly hugs me, "Oh my god, Dee..." her voice muffles against my shoulder. She pulls back, leaving a wet patch of her tears. "Sorry..." she says.

"What's wrong?" I ask, concerned.

She bites back another sob, wipes her sleeve to her nose. "It's... It's my mom," She sobs again.

I awkwardly pat her shoulder. "What about her?" I ask, frowning. I knew her mom was severely sick, she's been fighting cancer for almost 3 years now.

"The doctors, they said - they said she possibly won't make, they said she's too weak - and I..." She sobs again. I feel so sorry for her. I knew what she was going to say, that her mother wasn't going to make it, possibly by the end of the year. I actually predicted this was going to happen - sadly, though I just knew it. I've dreamt about it - yeah I know, weird. But I have - every night, when I contemplate about Kelly and her mother, I see her dying - and it's horrifying. I don't know what it is, but I believe it's true... somehow.

I hug her tight. Just then, Felix is walking down the hall. Girls giggle as he walks past - and he's heading my direction. I let go of Kelly while Felix is right by my side.

"Oh hey, Dolly." He grins at me.

"Delila," I correct him, glaring straight into his green piercing eyes.

"Right," He seems to finally notice Kelly who's blushing, despite her sobbing session a minute ago. "You must be..." he thinks for a second. "Kelly, right?" He smirks, and then winks.

I roll my eyes. Kelly's cheeks ignites into a vivid pink, "Yeah..." she says dreamily.

I snap my fingers in front of her face; she snaps out of her gaze and faces me. "Right, I'll leave you too.. Whatever you too want to talk about. Okay gotta go," She blurts out, and as she's walking off and turns around and winks at me.

"So, Lila, how is your morning? He asks.

"Lila? Really? Lila?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"What? Lila is a cute nickname," he replies. I shake my head smiling.

"Okaaaay. Whatever you say. Well, my morning is not so bad, I guess."

"Yeah, my morning wasn't so bad, thanks for asking." He says.