New Me

My new WHAT ?

  "Isabella! Isabella wake up! For God's sake!" I hear Christian shouting beside  my bed.
  "I am here! Stop shouting!" I say as I try to sit. "What the help happened?"
I say as I look at Christian for some answers.
  Christian just stay there looking at me with his poker face. From his face I can't understand a single thing. But how eyes are so damn scared of what is gonna happen next, so I wait in a dead silence as he makes courage to answer. 
"What do you remember ?" he says
"No, no Pretty boy. You are not gonna answer a question with another question." I say with my eyebrows narrowed at him.
"Alright... If that is how you wanna go, fine then. No gloves... What I was trying to say before you distroyed my speech was that you and the other survivors have super natural powers... Some of you are stronger, some are weaker.  Your parents did not survive and then you got mad and you... You fainted. Yeah.. See? " he says as he didn't care,  but I swear as he looks at me from the corner of his eye,  I can see that he dies of curiousity.
A dead silence is in the room, until he breaks it and says "Well? Nothing to say?"
"Yes I have something to say. In fact, I have plenty of things to say. Sit down, Mr. Piero! It's gonna be a long day." I say as a little smirk appears on his face.
"Alright so let me rewind everything. So I have powers? And more exactely what are those powers?"
"Yes, Isabella! You have powers we don't know what kind of powers they are as soon as we start training."
"How do you know that my name is Isabella? I presented myself as Bella. I hate Isabella."
"Well, Isabella..." he says as he lets his words make theory effect " I know that everyone calls you 'Bella' and I want that when I call you 'Isabella' you would think of me." he says smirking at me.
"What makes you think that I would stay here, Mr. Piero?"
"Because Isabella, I have something to tell you. People from outside of this building think that all of you are dead."
" Say what? How could they think  I am dead ?"

"Well I was gonna explain everything to you, but you rudely blas.... fainted and so I was stopped." he says with regret on his face. What is wrong with this man? A second ago he was confused about he said and now a small smile was climbing on his face, as an idea appeared to form. ""You know what, it doesn't matter. You are useless! " he says as he stands up and goes to the closest table, where was a vase with flowers.

 Sooner than I know a thing, he is throwing the vase at me. A lot of things start to happen, but I remind clearly that I put my hand in front of  my head. I stay there with my eyes closed for several seconds, but nothing is hitting me. I start to open my eyes and what I see is unbelievable. My hand from my head is not moving and the glass is inches away from my hand. The vase is no longer a vase, as it is broken in several pieces. How is it possible? Am I dreaming then ? I feel something strange coming from my hand, like some sort of mechanism that protects me. It's strange! But what is stranger is that Christian is just standing there, thinking and secretly smiling, probably thinking that I can't see him.

"Well, Isabelle, you can let your hand down now." he says calmly, while he twists his hand and the glass pieces go back to the form of the vase. What the hack? How is it possible? Is that why the glass didn't hit me? While I was thinking, I suddenly start to twist my hand and the vase starts to get up in the center of the room. As Christian sees me, his mouth drops open. 

''You can do it ? Already?'' he asks confused. ''It took me a whole week to learn it.''

''Yeah... it's not that hard. Ohh.. And we are...'' I say while my fingers are twisting and I try to control the vase without him seeing me ''even.'' the glass is now going to him, but surprisingly, he doesn't move a finger. Before I realize, my hand gets straight and the vase is inches away from his face. ''What is wrong with you?'' I ask furious.''You could have died!''

''Yeah, I could! But I counted you wouldn't let that, now would you? And beside, the glass can't hurt me. So we have something to talk about. As you proved moments ago, you have powers. for example you can control the glass, some blasting magic apparently.''

'' Excuse me, some what ?'' I say confused

''Isabella, I wasn't completely honest earlier. When I've told you about your parents, you didn't actually fainted. You blew a circle of magic. And hat magic was that pure and powerful... Don't make a wrong idea, no one died, but I think you are one of the most powerful people here.''

''wait wait...WHAT??''