The Absolutely Insane Life of a Completely Normal (not really) Girl

Maria is a...

   ...seer. Of course she would be. She could always tell when something was about to happen, but I always thought it was because she knew we were in a book too.

   "Cool," I said.

"Cool?" Julia asks, "I tell you that one of our friends is paranormal, and all you have to say is cool?"

"Well, I mean," I explained, "99% of the human population has some percentage of paranormal blood in them. I'd be surprised if she wasn't. Of course, that doesn't mean that she would have her powers. If the person was born on earth, had a least one human parent, or if there was just a skip in the genetics like with me and my mom, they probably won't have most or any of their powers."

Oh no, Jane. You have unleashed the dreaded mega-nerd that lives inside me. I would be afraid if I were you. Very afraid.

"How the heck do you know all of that?" Jane asked.

"My mom. She always thought that even if I was technically human, I deserved to know the science and history of "our people," I answered.

"Oh," Jane said, "That makes sense."

We waited for the rest of our friends to come. Jane waited to get in her costume. Her's was a yellow sweater, a white button-up underneath, and a yellow skirt. I don't blame her. Mine was just a white buttoned tank-top, and a knee length purple and white polka dotted skirt. It was cooler in my costume than it was in my street clothes.

Maria was the next person the show up. She sat down next to us, and was immediately bombarded with questions by Jane.

"How long have you known? Why didn't you tell me sooner? Do you have powers other than telling the future?" she asked at a rapid fire pace.

"Jane, slow down. Give her time to answer one question before asking her another," I said soothingly.

"It's cool, Lydia," Maria said, "I just found out last night, that's also the reason why you didn't know sooner. And as far as I'm aware, no, I don't have any other powers."

"How does it work exactly? Seeing the future," I asked.

"It happens randomly," Maria explained, "I'll go stiff, close my eyes, and I'll tell some sort of prophecy. It will usually rhyme."

"Sweet," I said. Just then Maria's body went rigid and her eyes closed. Take about timing!

"Someone who comes here tonight," she said, "will soon be taken out of sight." Her eyes opened and her body relaxed. "Kinda like that."

After that little scene, we waited for the rest of our group to show up. Sophia was first, followed by Kathryn. We made a circle with the chairs, and talked until it was time to warm up.

"I still don't get why you're already in your costume, Lydia," Kathryn said, "the show doesn't start for another half hour."

   "I like being prepared," I explained, "And besides, all of us except for Maria our in the first scene, so we won't have time to get dressed after warm up."

"Crap, she's right," Jane said, "We need to get dressed."

Sophia, Jane, and Kathryn ran to get into their costumes. Maria was the only one left. We sat in a puddle of awkward silence for a few minutes. It was Maria who broke it.

"Jane told me about your parents," Maria said carefully, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really," I replied, "I've had years to get over it, and I'd rather not pick the scabs."

Maria gave a look that told me she knew better. She was right. I wasn't really over it. How could I be? Knowing that you're parents gave you up because you weren't exactly like them is nearly impossible to get over. It's just better for me not think about it. When I think about, I start to get sad, and when I get sad I... never mind. Anyway, I knew Maria wasn't going to let off, so I gave in.

"13 years. All that time, and my birth mother didn't give me as much as a good-bye note. She let her parents make all her decisions for her, and she left me with someone she hadn't seen in years, and all because of something I could never control. My mom told me that I was adopted a long time ago, and ever since all I could wonder was why. Why would someone give up their child? Why did they leave me on a doorstep? When I finally got the answer, all I wanted was to go back to wondering. Maybe sometimes ignorance is better than the truth," I said. I was now on the verge of tears. I tried to keep them down because I left my makeup bag at home, but they came down anyway. Maria came over and gave me a hug.

"Sh, sh. It's alright. Maybe it was all for the best. You always said that you couldn't ask for a better mom. And all the prejudice from your family would be worse if you had stayed. You wouldn't have met us, or been in the play, or known Katie. I know it probably doesn't help, but the goods do outweigh the bads," Maria said.

"Thanks," I said. Simply having someone there to say everything's alright made me feel better.

I stopped crying, and Maria let me borrow her makeup to redo what my tears washed away. She insisted that she did it though, so she could properly cover up the tear marks. Everyone who walked by the makeup table (which was just a small table with lights on top of it inside of the storage room) noticed that I was crying, and asked what was wrong.

"She's fine. Just needs to calm down. It's a personal matter," Maria always said.

Every time someone came over I smiled. This was one of my favorite things about theater. Everyone's there for each other, and we all act as one giant family.

Maria finished my makeup, and we walked back to the chairs at the same time as Jane, Sophia, and Kathryn. Maria did an excellent job covering up the tear tracks with makeup, but nothing could hide my bloodshot eyes.

"Lydia, what's wrong?" Jane asked.

"It's nothing," I said, "Family stuff."

Kathryn came over and gave me a hug. Even though she didn't know about my family, she still understood what family problems were like. Her parents got divorced shortly after Bye Bye Birdie started.

"Are you going to be able to go on stage looking like that," Sophia asked in a snarky tone. She was referring to my eyes.

"Sophia!" Jane scolded.

Sophia is literally the least sympathetic person on this or any other planet, and the main reason we hang out with her is because she knows our secret, but she can have her moments. (Also she's really fun to pull pranks on.)

"It's fine," I said to Jane.

We talked some more until they called for warm up. We walked up to the hill where we warm up (which happens to be the police office's parking lot). Afterwards, they reminded us that tonight after the show there will be a float party at the amphitheater. Maria's family was supplying the ice cream and soda. We walked back down to the amphitheater.

"Oh before I forget," I said, "My friend Katie is coming to see the show tonight. You guys should meet her."

"Of course," Kathryn said.

"Alright everybody! 5 minutes to curtain," our stage manager called out.

"Thank you 5," we called back.

"Show time," I said.

A/N There Apheistas1. I copied and pasted this chapter. I hope your happy!