Ginger's Truth

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Ginger's hair suits her name. It is dirty blonde with streaks of orange. I love it.

"Your hair should be on a commercial for beauty products." I said, brushing through it.

"My hair but not the rest of me, right?" She laughed. "Do you know what you're going to do with it yet? My hair I mean?" 

"No but I'll figure it out."

"You always do." She said and picked up her phone looking at pictures from last year's graduation.

"Kind of wierd," She said. "all the mutants not being rounded up yet."

"Why is that wierd?" I asked, starting on her dutch braids.

"Well..."

"Go ahead." I prompted.

"I just don't like them being out there, unatural things. You know?"

"No, I don't know." And then we were silent.

***

"You want a ride?" Ginger asked.

"No, you know how I like to walk."

"Just you know, be careful." She said.

"I will." Then I started out the door.
As much as I love walking with my friends, sometimes I need me time.

About halfway there, I heard a rustle behind me. Spinning around, I slipped my phone out of my pocket and hovered my finger over the emergency hotline which we were taught to use for mutant attacks.

A woman stood there. She looked to be about in her early twenties, with blue black hair a little lighter than mine. Even though her hair looked to be natural and only mutants could have a natural hair color like that, here eyes were what caught my attention. They were cold steel gray, looking like they could slice someone in half with a single look.

"I'm not going to hurt you."  She said. Her voice was surprisingly gentle, which did not match her appearance. "Are you a mutant?" Which surprised me because that was what I was going to ask her.

"No." Smiling now that I was sure she wasn't one either, because common sense said so.

"Well that's good, because I don't have my phone on me."

"Why don't you?" I asked trying not to be nosy, but I was curious.

"Just left it somewhere, I guess. I'll stop bothering you now so that you can go to school. By the way, Raven, congrats on the graduation." And she walked away." I didn't know what to say.

***

"What took you so long?" Ginger asked as soon as I stepped into the double doors at Mason Middle.

"I just met someone." I smiled to let her know it wasn't a mutant.

"Yeah, well the other potatoes saved us a seat."

"Where?" I asked even though I wasn't really interested.

"The front, you're the middle and I'm at your side." She puffed her chest proudly, because everyone wanted that seat. Right next to me.

"Junior valedictorian?"

Hasn't been annouced yet.

"It hasn't been annouced yet, good we havn't missed much."

"What?" Ginger asked confused.

I sighed. "I asked if the junior valedictorian had been annouced yet and you said it hadn't."

"But I didn't say anything."

"You must have not remembered it." I said laughing. "Come on let's make sure we don't missed anything else."

***

Ginger and I were about to enter the huge audatorium when our principal Mr. Bane stopped us.

"Miss. Danod, " He said to Ginger. "There are some people here to see you." She shrugged at me and left with the principal, in the direction of his office.
And so I was left alone to enter my destiny.

"Where's Ging?" Tess asked in her high-pitched trill.

"Dunno, the principal said that there were some people here to see her, and then they went to his office."

"That's wierd." Commented Selene in her quiet whisper, so low I had to lean in slightly to hear it.

"Yeah." I agreed, turning back to the stage before us. A few moments later, Ging entered looking nervous and slightly on edge. She didn't say anything about what happened and I was going to ask when a throbbing sharp pain in my head hit me like a truck. I almost fell out of my seat, and now my body felt like it was on fire.

"Raven! What's wrong!?"  Cindy yelled, bounding out of her seat to my side.

"Just take me to the bathroom." I panted.

"I'll take her." Ging voluntered bravely and I smiled the best I could muster, but she looked away. Then Ginger helped me limp to the bathroom where I sat in the floor, withering with pain.

"Ging you need to call someone. Ginger!" I screamed. But Ginger was looking out the door fiddling with something in her hand I couldn't see.

"No one can help you now Raven." She said calmly, stepping toward me. I shrunk away but didn't know why. This is Ginger Danod, my best friend.

"What are you talking about?" I half asked, half screamed. Ginger smiled a cruel smile.

"Are you not as smart as everyone thought you were?" She said mockingling. "You are a mutant, not a person, and certainetly not my friend." Then she revealed the item in her hand, a tranquilizer gun a bullet already loaded, pointed at me. "Do you think I liked being in your shadow? People only knew you not me, it was just Raven's friend or the girl who sits with Raven. Well," She spat. "All that's about to change. When they told me what you were, I knew I could do something, so I offered to turn you in myself. Everyone will know and I will be the hero, the person who turned the mutant girl in for the greater good."  She gave me a sad smile, "Sorry, but it's on you." Ginger pulled the triger and all was black.


OK I'm here again. You might be wondering why. It's to try and fix a bug. Anyway I was asked to make a How To Make A Book on Wattpad, thing so  more hint hint.

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