Something Super

Chapter 11

As if on cue the door slams open and Thomas
stands in the doorway. "Landen? -Ohhhhh. Ewww." He shields his eyes with his hand which I think is totally childish since he probably wouldn't be bothered by kissing anyways. Not that Landen and I would've kissed though. If Thomas wasn't going to barge in I would've stopped Landen myself.

"Uh. Landen? We all have headaches so we're gonna leave." He peaks from his hand a bit and when he sees that nothing is happening with us he continues talking normally. "Have fun with your rebound, man. See you later." He winks at Landen probably in a gesture that means "I'll see you later so you can tell me how good the sex was."

But that's definitely not happening. I'm not having sex with a douche bag like Landen if he thinks I'm his rebound. To be honest I wasn't even surprised when Thomas called me a rebound. He probably doesn't know my name too. And before Thomas came in I found out that last night when Landen and his group came wondering in my territory that Landen heard me teleport back to my warehouse after visiting my friends. And after I finally fell asleep in my bed, he found my room at the same time and decide to climb in and sleep with me. Like that isn't creepy.

Luckily he was to drunk to do any funny business with me while he had the upper advantage, hence I was sleeping.

Thomas looks at me and bites his lip. "Damn." He gazes in awe. "Have I seen you before?"

"No." I say too quickly.

"Yeah. I remember you. You're one of those sluts at our school. We invited you to the party, right? So that you could put on a show for us with your other friends." He laughs.

Sir, the fuck you'd just say to me?

I'm not embarrassed, I'm not even angry at this-so-called-Thomas for calling me a stripper but I was disappointed. I mean sure, there's tons of teenagers in our school that are horny af and some girls are actual sluts and dress like them too but still. It's really and I mean really sad that these boys would pay strippers to dance at Landen's birthday party. I mean what the actual fuck. They aren't even eighteen yet.

And I'm sure that none of the girls at our school showed up at their party to strip for them. THAT IS REALLY OFFENSIVE. THESE BOYS NEED A BEATING. I SWEAR, THE FUCK, I DESPISE BOYS LIKE THIS. Landen and Thomas are just like those teens you see on tv. And I can't believe I never noticed Landen is a sex addict. I should've known. Bella was right. Boys aren't shit.

Landen's eyes widen and he slams the door in Thomas's face. He turns to me in a frantic motion.

"Thomas doesn't know what he's saying! He must still be drunk. I'm so sorry that you had to here that." Thomas's words apparently sobered up Landen a bit.

I turn to him. Not bothering to here anymore of Landen's excuses. After this I don't want to talk to him again. "Stop. I'm not your rebound. You might as well fuck someone else instead of me. Maybe Bella your girlfriend or should I say ex girlfriend, would want to hook up with your bitch ass again." I put my pointer finger on his chest and look straight into his eyes. "I do not care who you are. Anything you lust in life you can't always get. And I hope you get std's."

I look away from him because I can feel a faint yellow glow in my eyes. My anger is taking control of me and my powers are showing. I need to get a handle on myself. I roll off the bed and land on the floor, not bothering to see Landen's expression but I'm assuming he's shocked since he hasn't commented on what I said yet. I push the door open to find the rest of his friends. Which makes me that much angrier so I run away from them. They watch me sprint to the roof. I reach the roof, close the door behind me and lock it so no one can see me.

I pace the roof. Taking deep breaths as I clutch my head. I want to control my glow but at the same time I want to show those bastards who's boss. I want to kick and punch them until they show some respect. I don't want to be branded as a stripper or Florance. I want to be called Haven. HAVEN. My actual fucking name!!!!!

My breathing deepens. My eyes have completely disappeared and in it's place is a golden yellow. Like the sun. Like a flaming candlelight.

I stand there, letting the anger take over instead of locking away my feelings and throwing the key. I hold on to the ledge as I see Thomas and the other party animals exit the building. Landen is one of those party animals but instead of him leaving with them, he waves goodbye. Then turns back to the warehouse.

I quickly crouch down behind the ledge. Hoping that he didn't see my glowing eyes. Hoping that he didn't see me at all. I relax a little. Breathing some more as I tap my fingers on the slated roof. After awhile I assume that Landen truly did leave with his friends. That he did forget about me and decided that I wasn't worth it. It's okay though. It was bound to happen sooner or later.

I lift myself onto the ledge. I can see everything. The whole city is exposed up here. I can't see Thomas and Landen though, the trees are blocking my vision. But everything else is in eye sight. I'm completely safe up here. No one could see me if they wanted to. No one could see how shiny my eyes are right now. To be honest, my anger has subsided and now I feel comfortable again but the only reason my eyes are still glowing is because I love myself that way. This is who I truly am. My eyes should always glow like this. They should always be a beautiful and majestic yellow color. I'm tired of humans being so selfish that I can't even show my true self. Apparently there are only a few superhuman schools in the world because people don't appreciate supernatural abilities.

We've been given a gift and the humans shame us for it. It's completely hypocritical.

"Flo. Flo? Flo, open the door!" I hear pounding inside of my house. "I know you're up there. I know you can hear me! Open the door! Florance!"

That is Landen. But why would that be Landen? What? I thought he left. I thought he was such a pussy that he couldn't deal to handle me. This is a surprise. All my life I've watched people run away from there problems.

I have never seen one person brave enough to face their demons head on but here I am, proven wrong. I guess Landen isn't the coward I thought he was. Despite that drama follows everywhere he goes, he's intriguing my curiosity.

I can hear the frustration in Landen's voice. "Alright, stand back. I'm going to bust the door open."

Before I could question what he meant by that I saw the lock on the door move. It turned until the lock no longer locked the door anymore so Landen took the doorknob and opened it.

Entering my precious and sheltering space of the roof that I was standing on. His nose is bleeding and his expression looks absolutely lost. He probably wants to comment on how I knew that Bella and him broke up or how the warehouse is still standing when he saw it crumble. Or maybe he just wants to scream on the fact that my eyeballs are glowing. Or for the two seconds that I thought he wasn't a coward, he would explain his situation about what Thomas said. Either way, I have no idea what I should do. I don't even know if I should tease him, snap at him or laugh this morning off like it didn't happen.

Maybe this is the perfect time to tell him my name.