She's A Natural

Chapter 1

 Bear with me. The fun part is yet to come, trust me :)

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I was born like everyone else. There was nothing extraordinary about me until one fateful day when I was seven years old. I haven't been normal since then.

I guess I should start my story by saying that I didn't know my parents. Never have. And apparently, they had no interest in knowing me. The fact that gave me up for adoption when I was two weeks old was my first clue to figuring that conundrum out.

I sat brooding in my room that I shared with three other girls. I did that a lot, brood. I used to like doing other things: going to the lake hidden in the woods behind the adoption agency building, playing with the other girls my age, keeping my grades up in school. Then I came to the realization that it was all pointless. I was too queer.

I tried to move past my cursed eye color and powers. I attempted to fit in for a long time, almost a year. Whenever I had to do a project in school, though, my partners would barely peep a word, too engrossed by my strange golden irises. At least they didn't know the weirdest part about me. If they did, I had no doubt that my mere presence would send them running for the hills.

"Mia!"

I glanced up from my lap, where I was absentmindedly playing with my fingers.

"Yeah?" I answered halfheartedly, trying to decide if I would actually pay attention to what Mrs. Britt had to say to me.

"Happy birthday, dearie!" she squealed, throwing her arms around me. I chocked on her strong, too sweet perfume, trying not to breathe in too much of the overwhelming stench.

"Thanks," I coughed. Then in my usual monotone, "Did you need something?"

Her eyebrows furrowed together. "I can't just come to see you, Mia? Honestly, child, sometimes I wonder if you really believe that the whole world is against you."

I wanted to retort, Well, I have yet to find someone who has proven me wrong. My parents and friends all abandoned me. You'll probably kick me out as soon as you can, too.

My mind clicked in realization as my eyes widened. Today was my eighteenth birthday. I was an adult. That meant...

"You're kicking me out?!"

She sighed. "Now, honey, we all knew this day was coming. I didn't want to be so blunt about it, but you will have to move out tonight. Why don't you stay for dinner, at least? I would have made something special, but little Tommy begged for macaroni 'n' cheese."

I narrowed my eyes at the mention of the little brat. Tommy was too innocent of a name for such a devil spawn. He not only thought he was King It around the adoption agency, he also had a malicious obsession with hair: pulling it, sticking gum in it, cutting it in the middle of the night. Not his own, though. No, of course it was never his own.

Mrs. Britt's mention of him only fueled my anger towards her. She flinched instinctively at my intense glare, no doubt intimidated by my glowing bronze orbs. "No, that's alright. I'll just pack my things now."

"Mia—"

"I understand," I cut her off. "Please leave."

She nodded, looking relieved that my short temper hadn't snapped on her. She hurried out of the room, glancing back at me nervously once she was at the threshold.

"This is for the best, Mia. You'll get to see the world, meet new people, enjoy life, and all the while learning some responsibility while you do it."