The misfits

6: Emma

Butt. The teacher's name was literally, Molly Butt. She had a strict face, with her salt-and-pepper hair pinned up so tightly in a bun that her skin stretched when she smiled. She also had a humongous butt. The size of watermelons frequently bought at the supermarket. As she opened her mouth and began talking, Bree whispered, "Wait for it..."

She spoke in a rapid-fire procession as she talked, "Welcome to a new term, students! We have a new student in class, Emma Barton. I am Mrs Butt, please call me Mrs B. I hope you all will welcome her, and now onto the next thing, we will be dealing with congruent figures today..."

Throughout the lesson, Butt just kept blathering on and on, like a machine gun firing the bullets. It was a sharp contrast to how the students in class were either supporting their chins with their arms propped on the table, or their cheeks were slumped against their arms as their pens moved furiously to catch up with Mrs Butt, who seemed as if she ate sugar for breakfast.

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At the end of the lesson, Emma's head was in a daze as her numbers were swimming in her brain while Butt's voice was like a broken recorder, saying Use a ruler Use a ruler Use a ruler-

"How was Math?" Bree burst out laughing as soon as the lesson ended, and had been laughing for fifteen minutes straight since then as she glanced at Emma, who was in complete shock. How could anyone talk so fast and expect whatever she said to be written down at the same speed?

"C'mon, we got to get to P.E. We're going to have so much fun!" Bree rubbed her hands devilishly like a maniac as she pulled Emma by the arm and out of the classroom.

Emma's next lesson was Physical Education. Bree was in a steady stream of chatter about P.E. as there was this girl who was said to be the most talented student to ever come to Elites High. She has powers such as regeneration, super speed, super strength, telekinesis and Adamantium-plated retractable claws. How could anyone have that many abilities and have full control over them is beyond Emma. Emma's abilities had been listed as unknown, while Will's were listed as dormant due to their rather questionable family line. It was too dangerous for anyone to find out. There were people out there, who would kill for it. It had been Emma's secret for the past fourteen years, a weight on her shoulders that had been with her since birth.