What is She Hiding?

Chapter 1 ~ Different

So this is a new story I'm starting. It's an original. Yay!

Morgan:
Oh, hello there. My name is Morgan, just by looking at me.....you could say I'm normal. In all reality I'm not. I was gifted with extreme power. My parents say it's a blessing, I say it's a curse. My 'blessing' certainly didn't help me through  high school. Hm.........that sounds like a good place to start this story. The first day of  high school.

Morgans POV

"Morgan, darling. Breakfast is ready! I also have your lunch." I heard my mother call up the stairs.
"Coming!" I replied.
I glanced in the mirror to ensure I looked semi ok, I then checked my bag again just in case I had forgotten anything. I hadn't. Good.
"Foods getting cold." She warned.
"Yes, yes. I know". I called.
I walked down the stairs, carefully. This was a new house, so I was paranoid of falling.
Once I reached the bottom of the stairs I walked into the kitchen to eat breakfast.
"Good morning beautiful." My father said kissing the top of my head.
"Morning dad!" I smiled cheerfully.
I ate my breakfast while watching the news. There was another murder.
"Another one!" I exclaimed.
"Another what?" My mom came into the living room and stopped in her tracks. "Mark, come in here please."
"Honey, what is it?" My father walked into the room as well.
"Please, drive Morgan to school." She looked at me. "Ensure she gets there safely."
"Alright" My father grabbed his briefcase. "Morgan, let's go."
"Bye mom." I hugged her, grabbing  my own bag and following my father to the car.

Morgan:  this was my rotten life, constent murders happening everywhere. And it's not even my fault,  it's ridiculous. However, I'm certain someone is following me and causing these murders. But I'm not sure who.

Morgan's POV
Time skip

"Thanks dad for driving me." I rubbed my hands together. "Is mom gonna be ok?"
He sighed. "Of course she will be, Morgy.
I hate that nickname
"Now get going,  you don't want to be late."
"Ok. Bye dad." I got out and walked to the door.
I sighed and pushed the door open. Walking inside and admiring the decorations that coloured the walls.
"Um....excuse me?" A voice said behind me.
"Oh sorry! Am I in the way?" I turned around to face her.
"Oh No, but are you in the seventh grade?
"Uh.......yeah I am." I replied.
"Well all seventh graders are supposed to go to the gym." She fiddled with her binder.
"Oh ok, thank you." I started walking away. "Uh.... I'm Morgan by the way.
"Alice." She then sighed and opened her binder sliding a finger down some list. " Morgan Brandston?"
I met her gaze. "Yep. That's me."
I giggled nervously
"The gym is the first door on the right."  She turned around and walked....no not walked,  stalked away. Like a cat.
"That was....weird." I said to myself. "Well. To the gym I go. Yay."
I sighed and walked to the gym. What a great start to a new school

Morgan:
Wait! Don't go be sure to check out The other story on this account, also be sure to vote, comment and follow.  Thats the first part of this story, stay tuned for more of my rotten life.