The DeathWalk

My best friend gets shot in the face.

As always I walk to school with my eyes closed and my head up. Not looking down once at the large wall or people traffic heading my way. I swerve my way through still not looking down or opening my eyes. I didn't need to. To me they just appear as detailed blue silhouettes in my brain I know that might sound weird but I have the power over the placement and movement of objects, meaning I can see things that I wouldn't be able to see with my eyes open (or just anything I want) in my head I can even move them to any location I want no matter how far.

I turn into a large skyscraper with a clockwise spinning door fanatical opening my eyes and lowering my head I am greeted with the familiar grinning face of my mischievous best mate, Leo. His short scruffy, dirty blond hair was all stuck up for a night in the computer lab, the white T-shirt he always wears had Mountain Dew and Dorito stains all down it and his denim overalls were covered in paint from when he accidentally went into the art room whilst girls were doing natural art... lets just say was lucky to get out with a red cheek and paint on his overalls. And he was blocked from the art floor.

"DUDE!!! you would not BELIEVE the thing I just did!" I could already have a vague idea of what he had done from that signature grin on his face.

"what did you do this time?" I asked with uncertainty if that was safe.

"I hacked the school system and wasn't caught!" Oh shit. This meant that he now could access the whole school software and change anything he wanted...

"Y-Your a fucking idiot." I have a stutter okay?

"I'm a fucking genius!" I could already see what's going to happen. We'll be in class and the HeadMage will lean his head in and call Leo out. The worst part is last time he did something like this he was given his final warning, if they catch him he will be expelled. Forever.

"Let's j-just get to class. I think we're doing practicals t-t-today." I love it when we do practicals, it means I get to use my powers and show off... Something I'm quite fond of doing.

We walked through the lobby, its ceiling stretched high into the building. Which is weird as the first floor is like one short set of stairs up. Magic can be confusing. There was a full coffee shop with spirits hading out hot drinks and muffins, a lounge area where you could play any game you wanted, a pool, reception desk, the HeadMages office looked over the lobby high up from a glass wall. The ceiling was detailed with a mosaic of the Great War, where the first Un-Normals fight.

Un-Normals are people who have certain abilities that don't follow the normal laws of science. People can teleport, talk to people in their heads, control people, move objects etc. Over time people have come to trust and love the Un-normals and realize that there just like them but with powers. Sadly some people still either fear or hate the Un-normals and hunt us for sport, that's why the Towers were invented. They protect us from anyone who wants to kill us, by putting up magic barriers they stop anyone with the intent of killing us at the door with a simple invisible wall spell that only affects people with that intention. They are out safe havens and we treasure them.

We got in the elevator and pressed the button to our floor, 275, but as the door was closing a girl quickly put her hand in and stopped the doors so she could get in. It was Gabbi. One of the most beautiful, smart, amazing girls in the Tower. Her long black hair was, like always, down and reached just below her hips she was wearing a black and white crop-top grey leggings and a black Adidas hoodie. She smiled sweetly at me as she entered with a simple "hi" in that light sweet tone she had. Of all the 126 elevators in the London Tower, (not the Tower of London the London Tower as in sanctuary for Un-normals) and yes I counted them (i was bored), she had to pick the one I was in... FUCK

Leo nudged me with his elbow and nodded trying to erg me to talk to her which he knew would be almost impossible for me bearing in mind I stutter even worse than normal under stress. I got all my courage to ever and said the most heroic thing...

"H-h-hey." yeah I'm so dead.

But instead, she just giggled sweetly and went on her phone. Yep, I got her in the bag...

Sadly she is in our class so we had an awkward elevator ride up to our class and as the door open a beam of bright light went straight into Leos' face.