"I know," I say. "It's insane, like most of the people at this school."
Nathan smiles, his previous embarrassment gone. His gaze lingers a second longer than is appropriate, then he looks behind him. "I should go, I don't want to be late."
"Okay, see you tomorrow, Nathan." I give him a goodbye smile as he gives me that boyish half wave.
I walk to the edge of the woods beside the school. The way to my house is a 15 minute walk through the woods. On the way, there is a large river that I sometimes leap over at the skinnier places. It is very 'over the river and through the woods, to grandmothers house we go' ish. I start walking, but I soon break into a run thinking about Nathan. Thoughts of him flow through my mind as I feel lighter and lighter, a balloon swirling and spiraling out of control. I forgot to ask his charge, but at the moment I don't care as I harbor fantasies of our relationship to be. The large river suddenly appears in front of me and I stop. After a moment of consideration, I leap as far as I can out over the surface of the water.
I land in the deep water, my clothes quickly soaked through. I splash and laugh, giddy. I send slight shocks into the water, laughing and splashing. As the cool water brings my sense back into me, I decide to test my powers. I send stronger and stronger shocks into the water until I can see bolts of small lightning ripple outward. I send one last shock, as strong as I possibly can and I see a large bolt of lightning, honest to goodness lightning, burst out of the tip of my nose and connect with a small tree stretching over the river. A blast of loud thunder immediately follows and I yip and cover my ears.
I quickly swim over to the bank and crawl out of the water. I see little ripples of yellow sparks flitting over my soaking wet body. I smile and look up. The tree I struck is right next to me and I see a jagged line of stripped bark start from midway up the tree and continue to the ground. Little feathery lines extend throughout the whole length of the burnt line. I am shocked (ironic) by my strength. I can create small bolts of lightning by holding my hands an inch apart, but nothing like this before.
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Electric Love
Ficção AdolescenteReese lives in a world where electricity is everything, and your charge defines you. But when she meets Nathan, a boy who is her opposite, she starts to question why. In Electric, Reese must fight against nature in a battle where, if you lose, you m...
