Chapter 6

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The Principal's Office, located on the second floor of the Administration Building, was accessed by a stairway right inside the front door. I had not noticed it when I entered the building earlier in the morning. The small and slightly winding stairway triggered a claustrophobic sensation as I followed Kiran, who was following Mrs. Truance, to the second floor.

The small pricks I felt while near the cafeteria grew stronger in the small space, and I was getting very uncomfortable. The electrical pulses buzzed inside of me; my blood was slowly rising to a boil. This was a different kind of an energy that I felt I could manage. Struggling to contain myself, I tried to place the energy into a specific area of my body. My hands trembled. I clenched and unclenched my fists, struggling to gain control. The stronger the electricity grew, the more I could control it, so the logical place for me to concentrate was on my hands. As I did this, the collective energy rushed down through my body into my fingers. I experienced the electricity through my palms and fingertips, almost as if I was holding it.

By that point, we exited the stairway and entered onto the second floor. Teachers' offices surrounded us on either side of the hallway. At the end of the long corridor stood the Principal's Office with a gold nameplate that read "Dr. Amory Saint."

Now that the energy saturated my hands, it felt too much for me. My entire body shook from the force, and I struggled to contain the power of it. I had no idea what that meant; all I knew was that I wanted these people to continue thinking I was a normal teenage girl, especially if I was on my way to plead my case.

Two potted ferns sat on either side of Principal Saint's doorway. As we approached, I thought of the logical thing to do, although, in reality, this entire experience lacked any kind of logic. As casually as possible, I pointed my hands in the direction of one of the pots and let the energy go. This seemed the only natural course, although I was unsure of what prompted me to do it.

A bright light shot from my hands, and to my shock and horror, the potted plant exploded. Dirt, leaves, and shards of ceramic flew everywhere. I let out a loud scream and stopped dead in my tracks. That was not at all what I had expected to happen.

My body stopped shaking; the electricity was gone. I felt wonderful, the best I had felt in years. It was as if whatever had built up inside of me and caused all those terrible things to happen was finally gone. I let out a small smile of triumph.

My elation however, only lasted a second. Thoroughly proud of myself, and realizing how good I felt, I looked up to see that not only Kiran, but also Mrs. Truance, were covered in dirt and leaves.

Mouths tightly closed, mimicking each other, they turned around to look at me, and waited for an explanation. Mrs. Truance's burgundy suit and her glasses, covered in grime, were completely worthless. She let out an angry sigh, spewing dirt from her lips. Kiran's dirty blonde tussles, turned black from dirt; white dust and shrapnel from the ceramic covered him from head to toe. I held back a laugh when I noticed a fern leaf resting precariously on the top of his head.

"Oh, my gosh. That was the weirdest thing I have ever seen! Are you guys Ok? What happened?" Words and lies rushed out of my mouth. Feeling ridiculous, I just prayed they bought it.

"You did this," Kiran glared at me, angrily and accusingly.

"How could I have possibly done that?" I laughed aloud, hoping to pass myself off as incredulous. I sounded more hysterical than anything. "I was way back here. How could I have done that?"

"Mag-" Kiran started.

"Oh my, must have been a prank," Mrs. Truance interrupted Kiran. "Those nasty little underclassmen are always pulling stunts like this." She physically pushed him out of the way of the office door. "Mr. Kendrick, go clean up. Ms. Matthews, since you are unscathed you will see Dr. Saint first." Her voice, void of emotion, confirmed that she didn't believe a word she had just said. I doubted Kiran did either.

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