"Vi! Are you okay?" I came out in the, sort of, living room, where most of my siblings were around me, staring at me with wide eyes. I was leaning against the wall, trying to control my breathing as I let out all the emotions I'd been bottling up and everything I'd just learned sink in. I wasn't exactly sure who all was talking to me. "What happened?" "Where have you been?"
"I'm fine. I was at…" What should I say? But my siblings were good, they caught the hesitation and became suspicious.
"Vi? Tell us everything!"
"I was at Caleb's, he –"
"Caleb's?" Several surprised voices cut me off.
"Yes Caleb's. He helped me, no, he saved me. I think. Someone managed to knock me out while my powers were gone." We won't go into great detail about this, for now. "The next thing I know I woke up at Caleb's house, in my disguised form. That's not all, he has special abilities! His hearing, sight, scent, and strength are all as strong as ours!" By now, everyone else was frozen and silent. "That's not everything either, he wasn't the only one, there were others, they go to our school too. And the group of them can hear each other's thoughts."
"Wow. All that happened this evening?" Tiffany asked after a moment.
"Does he know it was you?" Amy asked. All I could do was nod to them.
"Does he know your powers?" Carol asked, worried. We didn't just go around telling everyone our talents.
"He knows one or two, but not many of them. He's gonna track me down tomorrow, he knows I'm not the only one with talents." I replied, sighing.
"He should know school is too public, right? He wouldn't do it at school. Will he? What about his secret…" Carol babbled on, alarmed now. Her green eyes were wide, contrasting greatly to her tan skin. Her strait, dark brown hair swirled around her, adding to her alarmed look.
"I don't know, any thing's possible." I remarked calmly. "As a matter of fact, I think he might."
"He won't have long to wait then." Amy, Calm as usual. Her deep blue eyes never looked troubled, even in battle. Her slightly waved blond hair always seemed to remain perfect too. "We have English with him."
"When do you have that?" I was surprised by Tiffany's calm. Her hair was always doing something different, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't control it. Her light brown, oddly orangish, eyes were shaped into a permanently fierce look. She was usually very impat – "When do you have English and how much time would he have to talk to you during class?" Never mind.
"First block and the entire time. Thanks to someone, I sit right next to him." I answered, shooting a glare at Amy.
"Well, clearly I didn't foresee this!" She retaliated.
I sighed, "I will avoid first block, the others shouldn't be a problem. We will talk to them after school, follow my lead." They all nodded in agreement with the plan. "Now then, does anyone know where mom is?"
"She's in the library."
"Thanks, um…" My voice trailed off as I looked around for the source of the voice.
So happy you noticed me." Edward remarked, sarcastically, coming from one of the corners. Always dressed in black, extremely dark grey eyes and his always neat, yet messy, black hair, and his main talent of the dark, or the shadows, he blended into the background of anywhere. He was the exact opposite of his twin, Lisa, except for their light colored skin and the fact that their tall, but all of us were unusually tall.
"Sorry," I said sheepishly.
I found the queen, my mother on this planet, reading a book by the large window overlooking a flower garden. "Yes?" She asked, not looking up.
"I need an excuse to skip my first class tomorrow."
She looked up now. "You do know that just because you're a princess, doesn't mean you can just skip classes whenever you want. Right?"
"I know. But the boy who sits next to me knows my secret and it's a bad idea for him to get the chance to talk about it."
"And what about the other days? You will not be missing more than one class."
"We have agreed to confront him about it after school, when no one will overhear us."
"All right, I will excuse you for that class, that is all. And you need to find a way to still attend class."
"Thank you, that is all I need, and I will."
"I got back to my room, eager to get some sleep so that my improvising tomorrow could be easier. But the alarm went off before I could even pull back the sheets."
