Mear Weissler

Chapter 3: A New Beginning

     I woke up lying on a pretty uncomfortable bed, and I realized I was in the nurse's office. I rose and looked through the door to see the nurse on the phone. "Yes. She'll be fine, she must have gotten dizzy. This is actually a very common occurrence for eighth graders on the first day of school." I saw no one else around me, so I assumed she meant me. "Ms. Griut?" I sat up. "Oh, she's awake. I told you it wouldn't be long. I'll call you back soon." She hung up and came over to me.
    "How long have I been out?" I asked. "Oh, ten minutes or so." "Really?" I said in shock. It felt like so much longer. "W-when does school end?" I asked, confused. "Well, in about a half hour. But your mom is on her way to pick you up," Ms. Gruit said.
     I groaned. Mom is gonna lose it when she finds out what happened. Unless she already knows, I thought. "What's the matter dear?" Ms. Gruit cocked her head like a dog when it gets confused. I snapped back into focus. "Oh, nothing. Just, um, t-thinking about some things. That's all. Really." Ms. Gruit didn't seem to believe me. "Mear, sweetie, you can tell me if anything's wrong." Ms. Gruit have a friendly smile. All of the sudden, I really wanted to tell her everything. She seemed like the kindest lady. But I just couldn't. I couldn't tell anyone, which killed me.
     I said goodbye to the nurse and walked out the door, with mom right by my side. Great.
     Mom opened the car door for me and I got inside and she slammed the door. She circled around the back of the car to her side and got in. It takes about 10 minutes to get home from school, and we didn't talk for five of them. Finally, mom opened her mouth. "Why. Why did you just HAVE to use your powers. On the first. Day. Of. School. And you used them to the point where you passed out? Really? Surely nothing could have made you that mad. Nothing, in an English classroom full of 13 year olds, could have mad you that mad. Nothing." Mom let out a sigh. I just sat there staring out the front window. I didn't say anything. When she calmed down, I would tell her the real reason I passed out.
    "You do realize now your whole classroom knows you have powers. And they're going to spread this information. And you will get hunted down and you will be in danger. Do you want to be in danger? Because I think you do. I really really really think you do." I was gettin mad at this point. But I didn't want that to be too obvious, so I grabbed my phone and held it, so that if I lost control, I would already have something magnetic in my hand. She kept rambling about how I would be hunted down and researched on. It was getting harder and harder to stay calm. "What do you have to say for yourself?" I said nothing. "I know that you have something to say. You're holding that phone for a reason." I looked at her. Then, I carefully spoke. "I passed out because-I-I-I made them for-forget what happened. No one knows that I have powers. No one in that school has any clue. That's why I passed out." I sat there still, and my phone fell from my hand to the floor of the car and a blue voltage shot from my hand. I looked at my hand. There was that question mark scar. That stupid question mark.