Anna's POV
I wish I could tell him about my Telekinesis and mind reading abilities. My thoughts were interrupted quickly. "Why don't you?" Jordan asks. Wait...what? What the fuck does he mean "why don't you"? Jordan looks at me. "Tell me about your Telekinesis and Mind Reading abilities," he says. What.. the...mother fucking shit....fuck!?! "I'm sorry?" I question. How the hell does he know about those!?! Jordan laughs a little. "Anna, I adopted you for a reason. You and I are alike in so many ways unimaginable," he says. What is he saying!?!
"What do you mean?" I ask. Jordan pulls over. "I never told anyone about this, but I'm just like you. I was born with Telekinesis and Mind Reading abilities too," Jordan says. Wait....he's just like me?
"You're kidding right?" I say keeping serious. Jordan lifts his hand up and I don't know what he did but all of the sudden, my phone was in his hand. "How'd you do that!" I freak. Jordan gives me back my phone. "I told you," he says, beginning to drive again.
After an hour of silence, we come to a house. Woah, it's huge!!! "This is your house? It's huge!!!" I say in awe. Jordan nods. "It's not just mine. It's yours too," he says. I grab my stuff and get out of the car. "I'll show you around," Jordan says as we walk in. "Can you just show me around later?" I ask. Jordan nods and closes the door behind me. Hey...maybe he can show me how to control it! Suddenly I remember about Jordan's mindreading powers. "I'll show you. But not now or tomorrow. Maybe this weekend," he says. I shrug and walk into a random room. It certainly wasn't my room. It might be a living room, possibly? "That's the living room. Your room is upstairs," Jordan says. I follow him upstairs.
Jordan takes me to a room that inasmuch a door that's painted blue. Shit, I hate blue. Where's this going? I open the door and the whole room is blue, red and purple. "Well I like the purple. That's beautiful. But I'm not much of a blue and red fan," I say. Jordan nods. "I saw that. But, I'm going to be gone tomorrow and in like, two hours, I have to go somewhere. Will you be alright by yourself?" he asks. I nod and laugh. "I'm 15. I'm perfect by myself," I say, jumping onto my bed. Jordan nods. "Oh, and I'm going to go out with my friends tonight. Wanna come and meet them?" he says before leaving my room. I nod. "Sure! Sounds fun," I say.
Jordan nods, and walks out. I look around. My closet is huge. I have a balcony. Plus, my own bathroom. And the room was big enough to fit all of my friends in, laying down. This place is awesome.
