Please don't eat me

Please Don't Stare

  The first day of school always brought its own set of anxieties for students who had happily spent their holidays having fun with family and friends. Now was the return to uneven chairs, an expensive tuckshop, and breaks far too short.

  But for me, I had my own set of anxieties to worry about. And it had nothing to do with school today, and everything to do with what came after. The man I'd be meeting. I still remembered him clearly after I woke up in the hospital, one of four people I'd never seen standing in front of me. Not my family. Not my friends. No, it was a group of strangers about to change my life forever.

  "Connie?" I heard Cynthia ask and peeled my eyes from the road to give her an annoyed scowl.

  "You know I hate it when you call me that." I gruffly said.

  She smiled. "I had to get your attention somehow. You were daydreaming again."

  "I don't daydream." I objected. "It's just deep introspections."

  She came to a stop and let out a laugh. "Okay, what were you introspecting about?"

  Her big, brown eyes gave me a smug look.

  "First day of school." I said and left it there. Not that I didn't want to tell her everything, but I couldn't. Even if it wasn't a big secret I kept from my family, she wouldn't have believed me if I told her. I knew if it hadn't happened to me, I never would have.

  As the robot turned green, I closed my eyes and concentrated. I took in a deep breath and as I exhaled, I felt the floodgates open and a swell of power come surging through, electrifying my every nerve and exciting my senses. I had to hold back my sigh of pleasure so Cynthia wouldn't notice and slowly I opened my eyes.

  The world was alive with colour. The air was tinged with a multitude of see-through colours that swirled and drifted together like oil in water. From the car a soft green was steaming off. The road had constant trails of purple smoke pumping off it. Even Cynthia had a beige light that shone brighter than any of the others. But even hers paled in comparison to mine, a dazzling and solid turquoise colour that shone from my body. I admired my hands for a moment, watching this turquoise permeate from me and couldn't help the small smile that came on my face.

  What I was looking at wasnt just random lights. The beige that came from Cynthia, twirling in the air and gathering on the roof of the car, was her soul. The lights in the air, exuding from the car and the road, were the spiritual energies they let off. Something I could only see when I drew power from my soul, using my True Sight.

  At least, that is what they told me that night in the hospital.

  Cynthia drove into the school and turned right, where the parking for students was designated. She pulled up and checked her watch.

  "Just on time." She said with a smile.

  I turned off my True Sight and watched the world return to its duller state. "We're thirty minutes early."

  "That's what I meant. Hey, wait." She called out as I tried to exit the car with my bag.

  "What?" I asked and looked at her.

  "I just wanted to ask if you're sure you don't need a lift this afternoon."

  I gave her a reassuring smile and nodded. "I am. The club is like two streets from school, I can walk that. Plus, you're usually busy after school."

  "Business club only starts at quarter past two. And what if you get mugged?"

  I laughed. "I'm not going to get mugged. I'll be fine, don't worry."