short stories, sketches, and rants

The Orphan

A/N: This short will be set in a different timeline. Kennedy has not met anyone important in her life yet, her mother already died, and she is a ward of the U.S government because of her father. She hasn't met any of her family because her father didn't want her too. No one, not even her father, knows about her powers. She is currently abiding in a foster home in America.

Kennedy's POV:

I slip out from under the covers as my alarm goes off at 5:20 a.m. I glance in the mirror at myself and, with heavy sarcasm, mutter "I look extra horrid today, yippie!" I enter my bathroom and brush out my hair before showering. I avoid looking at the scars as I dry off, removing the water from my body.

I slip into a maroon long sleeve shirt and boot cut jeans. "First day at a new house, let's make some wonderful memories." I say to myself as I look in the mirror once more. I quietly walk downstairs and enter their kitchen, pulling out a variety of cooking ingredients and tools. I start to measure, pour, mix, and cook in a flurry of activity all a quiet hum.

Soon enough, I have a griddle with pancakes, bacon, and sausage going and a fruit salad in a large bowl. I wipe my hands off on a towel before setting the table for the original people here before I came which if I remember right is four. The foster parents, Malina and Shawn, and their adopted kids, Ishmael and Wisila.

After I am satisfied with the set-up, I return to the kitchen and finish the food before setting it all on the table. I glance at the clock and see it reads 6:34 a.m, meaning they should be up soon. As if on a cue, I hear the creaking of stairs and look up from my last-minute fixing and see an older man in his late thirties with dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes, his skin pale like mine, dressed in a button-up shirt and black dress pants.

"Good morning Mr. Davis." I say politely, clasping my hands behind my back. He shakes his head at me with a smile and says "Please, call me Shawn." I nod and gesture to the table. "Would you like breakfast before you leave?" He smiles wider and says "Of course. I usually never have time, my wife wakes up after me."

I smile back and wait for him to sit before turning back to the kitchen to start cleaning up. As I start in on the dishes, I hear someone say "Who made the food?" I smile and pull out my hands before drying them. I exit the kitchen to see a woman in her mid to late thirties wearing casual jeans and a flowered blouse, her curly brown hair framing her face and making her green eyes pop.

"Good morning Mrs. Davis! I decided since you were willing to let me into your home and take care of me, I would return the favor by making breakfast for all of you." I say with a smile. She looks at me and says "You didn't have to do that, and please call me Malina dear." I nod and say "Well, enjoy."

I finish the dishes remaining in the sink and head back up to my room, making sure my bag was packed for school and ready to go. I slip on my light blue jacket and pull one strap onto my shoulder. I head downstairs and set my bag by the door before entering the dining room. "Alright, I'm going to walk to school if you don't need anything else..." I say, hooking my thumbs in the pockets of my jeans.

Malina shakes her head and says "You don't have to walk and this was plenty Kennedy." I smile and say "It was no problem, really. Alright, I'm going to leave then, see you this afternoon."The couple nods and I smile before going to the door and slipping my bag strap on my shoulder. I exit the house and start down the sidewalk, enjoying the fresh air while on my walk.

I pull out my phone and plug in the earbuds, slipping the speakers in my ears. One of my favorite songs by Skillet turns on and I start singing along. "You make me feel invincible, earthquake, powerful. Just like a tidal wave, you make me brave. You're my titanium, fight song, raising up. Like a roar of victory in a stadium. Who can touch me 'cause I'm, I'm made of fire. Who can stop me tonight, I'm hard-wired. You make me feel invincible."

Suddenly, I'm falling, my ankle giving beneath me. I brace for an impact, expecting a few scratches that will heal quickly. I pinch my eyes shut but the impact with the concrete never comes and my eyes snap open to see someone's arms wrapped around my shoulders. My gaze flickers up and the first thing I see is deep brown eyes.

"I'm so sorry." I say as the stranger stands me upright. He chuckles and says "It's alright, that root has gotten more people than mentionable." I bite my lip and say "No, I should have been paying attention to where I was going. I was to lost in my thoughts." He smiles and says "Yeah, I figured since there were earbuds in your ears."

I look down at my feet in embarrassment and twirl the wire between my fingers. My head snaps up and I say "Oh shoot, do you know if this is...East Jordan Middle High?" "Actually yes, it is. Why were you wondering?" He asks. I sigh and say "I'm...I'm a new student and I was supposed to meet with the staff today along with a student guide because 'It's good for kids like me to interact with people' apparently. Thanks but no thanks Carol..."

I notice him staring at me and start to fidget a bit. "Sorry, I tend to rant when I'm nervous. I'm just going to go inside now..." I say, pointing to the doors to the office. He laughs and says "Well, why don't I lead you inside since I am going to be your guide." I pale and look at him with horror.

"Oh my lanta...now I feel like crap. I mean I just basically implied I hated you before meeting you and..." I cover my face with my hands, letting out a strangled groan of frustration. "It's fine. We should probably go inside though." He says. I drop my hands to my sides and nod, sealing my lips shut in an attempt to save what little dignity I have left.

"By the way, I never caught your name." He says, glancing at me over his shoulder. I smirk and say "because I never threw it. My name's Kennedy." He laughs. "Nice, you are really fun. My name's Dylan. I just started the beginning of this year but you came just on time, the new quarter starts today." He smiles and I smile back. I think I just made my first friend.

A/N: Hey my readers!! So if you want this to become a book, please let me know in the comments!! Have a wonderful day and have fun!