Silver Vixen [✓]

First Day of School

Flashback

Okay, from today, it was the first day for the rest of my life. And I know not many people would do this, but I went back to school. Unfortunately, I had to go on from where I was two years ago. So, yes, I was two years behind on life. But I didn't look like I was. I still looked like the young fourteen year old I was when I became struck by lightning. Maybe immortality found me? Who really knows? I doubt that it did. But my complexion was saying otherwise. I changed schools and started out as a freshman at Central City High School. Things were so different. It wasn't the kids. It was the tech we got to use for our classes. How so many things could change in the last 2 years stunned me as it was only a short amount of time. Well, at least it was to me. It was like I woke up the night after the particle accelerator went off. Except I clearly didn't. 

Down the halls, the girl next to my locker huffed at me as she slammed her door and started hissing with the people on the opposite wall. What is wrong with her? Some of these girls wore stilettos to school, as did this girl, and it hurts my feet just to look at them. Who do they think they are? The popular clique? Please. I don't have time for high school cliches anymore. I just lost two years of my life. But they don't need to know that. I'm just going to keep that on the down low and play it by ear.

"Riley you're with Mariah," Mr Stewart, my science teacher, paired the classroom up into lab partners for the next couple of weeks. "Shannon you're with Peyton. Andrea you're with Hayley. And Megan you're with the new girl, Anash."

"Ana-shay," I enunciated my name. "Just call me Ana."

"I can't be with her," Megan called out.

"Well, that's just rude," I commented.

"Yes, it is actually," the teacher agreed. "Why can't you be with Ana?"

"I have allergies," Megan worked up the students.

I turned around and added, "Maybe you should go outside then."

"Maybe you both should go outside," the teacher demanded.

"What?" Megan seemed surprised. "But she started it."

What an obvious lie. What the hell? Is she just trying to get attention?

"Just go outside! Both of you!" he demanded.

I had slowly crept out of my chair and just got out of there. 

Ugh, what is wrong with some of these kids? Megan glared at me the whole two minutes we sat outside on the benches opposite each other. When the teacher came out, he let me go back in while he stayed out with Megan longer. She did technically start it. I steered clear of her as much as I could until the day was over.

I had to bus it home, and of course she was on it. A lot of us jumped off downtown. I, for one, had to jump onto another bus to get home. What a sweet transport. Life was just, well, actually, it sucked. I had powers that I knew about it yet no clue as to how they work. What a bonus! Like that's going to get me far in life. Sure, become a superhero like the Flash. That would be insanely cool. But that's what he does when he knows the city's at stake. I'm sure he has a real job somewhere as the person he is under that mask. Whoever that is. In the meantime, I do have to figure out two things; what on Earth I'm going to do with my life and how in the heck these powers actually work. I'd rather get the second one going for me first, at least I'll be able to control something that's going on for me. But no, no, no, Caitlin doesn't have time to figure that out. I know there's something up with the suit inside of my amulet. Maybe I should start there first? I really needed a drink after all this thinking going on inside of my head. The 7/11 around the corner should help. As I walked in, I saw Peyton from school make a mess in one of the aisles as the owner cursed at him. He began to abuse the owner like he owned the place himself. I knew he had problems. What is it? Um, ADHD? That Attention something Hyperactive Disorder? I think I have that right. What does the first D mean again? I wasn't sure, but most of it felt right. My arms began to tingle at the thought of him having a gun. I sure hoped he didn't. Every little pinch in my body was telling me to get the heck out of there. But a part of me wanted to help. A loud shot burst through my ears as I jumped in the fridge as I went for a cola. My bad thoughts were right. I got down and hid behind the aisle, except that didn't help. I was the only other person in there. I really should have thought this through before I stepped in the store. What the hell was I thinking? Well, I was thinking he didn't have a freaking loaded weapon. Peyton approached the aisle as he muttered something I couldn't fully make out.