SHIFTER

Chapter 3: Anagram

"Ms. Elitteon Trap.Your watch. Where did you get your watch?"

It was Kite Sineel.

Atleast I'm not the only one moving.

"Aren't you from Anagram?" Kite whispered. I don't know what he was talking about. And I don't know what to react. I just stared at him, feeling confused as ever.

He slid his longsleeves up. Making me see his watch. I stared at it. It actually looks like mine but the color is pure black while mine has white details.

Staying still I act as confused as ever. He heave a sigh.

I sat beside Sofia. Kite is still infront me. I just can't get it.

The people here in the canteen, or should I say the whole city, are now frozen. Like time stopped them from moving.

And now, Kite's problem is about a watch. How on Earth he does that?

"Uhm. What's happening?" I asked with a curious tone. I can't understand to what he was pertaining to. I wish he was just messing around. But the look his giving now. He isn't.

"You can't remember anything." For pete's sake. I don't know what his talking about. I just shook my head as a response acting like he is the weirdest man alive.

"Let me explain this to you. Uhm." Kite's voice is tangling the silence inside the cafeteria. And I looked directly at his eyes.

"You're ahh.. Huh how do I say this?" he just can't make it straight to his point.
"What!?" Making him speak and stutter, I raised my voice. What if they'll stay frozen forever? Geez.

"I can't spill it here. Not inside the cafeteria. Let's go to a place. Somewhere, quiet?" I shook at him in disbelief for saying that this room is not quiet.

I gestured that people inside this room are not totally moving.

"Private, I mean." Giving me his smirk and followed him.

He led me to the rooftop. There we sat at the middle.

He introduced himself for being rude. "I'm Kite Sineel. Nice to meet you." I'm about to introduce myself then he cut me off.

"Okay. While I speak, don't speak. I need to explain this to you eagerly." I nodded as a response.

"You're a shifter. You're from Anagram." I smiled at his thought.

"Don't look at me like that. Shh."
he made me paused to what I'm doing. I'm not good at being serious. I think I'm going crazy. A shifter? Anagram?

"A shifter. Your category could be a control, time, shape,  blend, speed, and a place shifter." Kite brings out a paper and a pen. He hands it to me.

"Write your name." I wrote my name Elitteon Trap Smith. He took the paper, brushed out my surname.

"Shifters make their names an anagram. In your case I already solved it. I just shuffled the letters that's it."

"Ms. Elitteon Trap." He paused.

"Or should I say Ms.Teleportation?"

"WHAT?" I  shooked my head. I'm obviously shocked. I stood up. Well, my name has a hidden meaning. What the hell?