[Dylan's POV]
Emma came running up to me and Zoe.
"Guys! Can I talk to you for a second?" she asked, slightly out of breath.
We walked with her to an empty room.
"What is it Emma?" Zoe asked.
"Someone blocked my powers! I know, because I could still read Dylan's mind, but I couldn't read his!" Emma yelled, a little loud, for a secretive talk.
Zoe laughed, "And what was Dylan thinking?"
Emma looked at my and smirked.
Don't you dare... She luckily nodded.
"Not important right now Zoe!" She yelled in reply.
"So, who is this guy?" I asked, curious.
She pointed to a boy with black hair, and blue eyes.
Zoe's face suddenly turned pale.
"I can't help you here Emma," Zoe said, then ran off.
"What's her problem?" Emma asked. I shrugged.
"I'll go see if Megan or Conor knows," I said, walking out of the room.
"Hey Megan, Conor!" I yelled, running to them.
"I needa ask a question," I said catching my breath.
"Yeah, what is it Dylan?" Conor asked.
I pointed to the guy. "Who's that?" I asked.
Megan looked at him, then back at me.
"Oh, that's... Logan.." She answered.
"Why's Zoe so scared of him?" I asked.
"Long story," Megan said looking at the table.
"I got time," I said, sitting down.
"Here it goes." Megan said looking back at me.
"Story time!" Conor yelled.
{The wavy is Megan talking, FOR THE STORY!!}
Zoe was always a quiet girl. Yet, she started this year, ever since you moved here. Yet, there was also another person she used to only talk to. That was Logan. The teacher's also knew, never to call on her, even though she's brilliant.
Why the past tense?" I asked.
Well... they were super close. Like brother and sister. One day though, I guess Logan decided he was to cool for Zoe. So, he embarrassed her in front of the whole school.
"She's still down about it too," Conor added.
"And what'd he do?.. If I may ask.." I said, eager to know.
Alright.. Zoe loves singing and dancing, as you know. So, she's always loved dances. Well, Zoe and Logan always went together as friends. Yet, when she walked in this time with her beautiful dress, Logan decided to squirt her with a water gun, full of grape juice. It was the first dance of the year, which happens to be coming up soon. So, well, that's why.
I looked at the ground, I wasn't sad either, I was angry. I dunno why, I just was.
"How could he be so rude?" I asked, in an irritated tone.
"He decided he was too cool.. Now he's super popular," Conor said.
"Popular heh..." I looked at him.
"Yeah, that boy needs to be taught a lesson though. Yet, I think we're to mad/sad to even go up to him," Megan said looking down again.
the word lesson ran through my mind.
I started walking up to Logan.
I tapped his shoulder, and when he turned around, it was a punch in the face for him.
He yelled, and then held his face, looking like he was trying to hold back tears.
It was just instinct.
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We're Not Monsters
Teen FictionA story written by a young child that has a lot of cringe.