Mech-X4 and the hidden tales.

The (Y/N) Games

A/N- 

(F/C) = Favorite Color

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"I'm in," Mark says looking greedily at the trophy(Picture in the previous chapter). I look around to anyone else to agree. "I guess I'll play, we can choose any activity right?" I nodded in response. Spyder just nodded in agreement, gawking at the prize. "What do you say, Ryan?" I asked him.  He responded, "Well, it's way more fun than doing nothing...sure!" 

I cheered in ecstasy, "Let the (Y/N) games begin!" Then Harris butted in, "I thought it was called Telli-something." I scoffed mockingly, "Names and titles, anyway who wants to go first?" Spyder and Ryan raised there hands. They choose to a car race since Ryan was telepathic he used his mind to control his car, Spyder used a remote control. The race started off with Spyder in the lead. But the Ryan sped up along the track and won. I high fived him, "Who wants to go against Ryan?" Harris rose his hand, "Do I choose the challenge or Ryan?" I explained, "The person who is going against the winner chooses." Harris chooses a hot wiring challenge, "You have to cut the right wire to stop the pie from releasing." Spyder groaned, "Uh, I would have totally lost this one and have gotten the pie!" 

Harris literally as soon as I said go, just cuts the red wire and won. "Wow!" I whisper, "Well then," recovering from my momentary shock, "I'm going against Harris." Harris responds, "What quizzical game did you pick that I probably don't know about." I start gesturing rock, paper, scissors with my left hand in the palm of my right. "Rock, Paper, Scissors?" He asked bewildered. "Sure I guess." I choose rock paper scissors because if Ryan could use his mind why can't I? "Rock, Paper, Scissors!" We cried out in unison. He was thinking paper so, so I displayed scissors. "I won, guess it's Marks turn, Mark?" He spoke up instantly, "A race! from here to the old school bus and back." That was about 400 or so meters, "That sounds easy enough." 

We lined up at the dust-drawn starting line. "On your mark, get set, GOO!" announced Spyder. Mark took off... leaving me in the dust. "Heyy, I wonder who's gonna win," Harris said sarcastically. Spyder patted me on the should sympathetically, "We can't all be athletic." As soon as I saw mark by the old bus I sprinted off. I was literally going wolf fast. I kept running until I saw a bewildered Mark, and then on to the finish line, he tried to work his legs faster, trying to catch up to me, the sad thing this wasn't even my fastest speed.  I crossed the finish line waiting for Mark to catch up. "I... want... a rematch." He said out of breath, "How... aren't you... tired? I replied mischievously, "Oh honey, you don't need to know that" I sashayed away back to the robot and used my telekinesis to let it boot me up.

I walked into the lounge room and took a seat waiting for them to come up. The walked in and just looked at me sitting all cozy on the coach. "Since you won you get to keep the trophy?" Spyder asked.  I looked at the trophy then got a better Idea. I turned the big gold trophy in smaller chocolate trophies. "Now everyone's a winner!"

We where in the middle of watching a movie, it's sorta become like our thing now. Hell- I mean school, fight, watch a movie. We where watching Marvels Black Panther. "(Y/N) can I get more popcorn." Spyder asked with his mouthful. I retorted back snobbily, "I'm no microwave, get your own." He pleaded, "but all you have to do is think it and it appears." I just ignore him. "Fine, I'll just have to get the popcorn myself he gets off of the one-person coaches and goes to the Harris-Improved Microwave. Tomorrow is another day. Another long and boring day.

I woke up in a metallic room. I must have fallen asleep, I wake up the guys and we walk home to get ready for school. I choose...

I put on some black sneaker wedges...

*Time skip to school *

"Okay everybody your Social Studies assignment is due next week Monday" Announced Mrs.Bradley. Oh, fudge I totally forgot about it.

*Ring* 

I walked out of the classroom. "(Y/N)!" yelled Mark frantically after me, He caught up to me to me, "(Y/N) we need to finish the project! I reassured him, "Mark it's fine we'll finish it." I added hungrily, "Let's go to lunch!" I took his hand and we walked towards the cafeteria. When I suddenly realized I was still holding his hand, I felt so embarrassed. I let go of his hand immediately. I walked to the table where the boys were and sat down.

"Um, (Y/N), why is your hand glowing (F/C)" Spyder asked in panic while look at my right hand. I put it underneath the table and tried to cover it up, "Whose hand, cause mine sure ain't glowing. Maybe it's the sun... glare.... or something of that sort." Real smooth (Y/N), reallll smooth. Harris then smugly said, "So, are gonna pretend the rest of your arm isn't glowing either." Oh, s*it, why did it have to start today, I mean I could have been alone in my room, or inside the capsule thingy, but no. I thought I calculated it to the perfect time it would happen. I probably should have let Harris do it, he probably would have gotten it to a T. 

I ran out of the lunchroom as non-disruptedly as I could, yeah that didn't work out well. I went into the Janitors Closets and sealed the door shut with Ice-Blast. I lay there looking at the light that illuminated from some parts of my body. The process itself was painful, but that's not why I hate it. The time it took, it took FOREVER. And to what I figured out so far ever transformation was longer than the next. So I was looking at being here for at least 5 hours and it was, I looked at my watch, 12:49 am. OH God have mercy upon my soul. I sighed in my lap and waited for the next stage to begin.  Can-uberty (It's basically puberty for her) stinks like hell.