and what if someone evil found out about me who wanted to use my powers to rule the world? Yeah, my imagination was running wild. Still, I didn’t want to become someone’s experiment.
Sneakers pattered outside and I realized I’d sat there scrutinizing my hand for several minutes. I jumped up, rinsed off my hand and straightened my clothing.
Breathe… Breathe.
I strolled into the living room just as the front door swung open. “How was your run?”
“Great,” my mom answered, hanging her keys on a hook by the door. “We’re going to rent a movie. Would you like to join us?” She pulled a cigarette from her pack and fished in her pocket for a lighter.
“Not tonight, thanks. I have some research to do.” I couldn’t possibly concentrate on anything other than figuring out what was going on with me.
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As I drove to school Monday morning, to prevent getting into a car crash or something and miraculously healing in front of someone, I kept the radio off and ignored anything else that might distract me. I’d have to remember to be careful of my movements at school too, so I wouldn’t accidentally leap a tall building in a single bound, or some such crap, and draw attention to my newly developed weirdness.
I’d researched again last night, using all the words and phrases I could think of. I’d even checked diseases, but nothing about superpowers and accelerated healing popped up. There were all sorts of websites on herbs and acupuncture to promote healing. Not helpful.
Seeing a roadwork sign and cars bottle-necked up ahead, I slowed. By the time I passed the orange cones, I’d lost five minutes.
When I parked in the school lot and rounded the hood of my car, the passenger-side rear tire caught my eye. Damn, it was almost totally flat. Zack had mentioned it Friday, but I’d forgotten all about it. I needed to remember to stop for air after school.
On the way to the school entrance, I saw Daniel in my peripheral vision leaning against his car. I wasn’t in danger of being late, but I no longer had time to dive into a long and probably heated conversation with Daniel. I pretended not to see him, but he darted out from between cars and captured my hand.
Oblivious to my cringing, he lowered his head to try to kiss me, his long, blond hair whipping around and tickling my nose. I stiffened and prepared myself for a confrontation.
“Hey guys. What’s up?” Gina’s eyes narrowed a moment at his arm around my waist.
“Oh, hi.” I gave her a small smile, not sure if she was still mad at me.
Gina grinned, like she was totally over it. I didn’t want to be her bestie anymore, but I didn’t want us unfriendly either. She’d get another chance to make up for being such a hag on Friday.
“I’ll see you at lunch.” Daniel freed my waist and left without kissing me goodbye. Whew.
Gina walked with me through the school entrance and stopped at her locker. “The party was crazy. I had such a blast.”
She definitely seemed back to her less-bitchy self. “You look awfully cheery. Did you hook up with someone at the party?”
“Yes, and he’s gorgeous.” Gina beamed as she dragged a book from her locker.
“And?” The juicy details would take my mind off my epic fail with Daniel, among other things.
She turned to face me. “The thing is… I might really like this guy. Maybe I should see him a couple more times before I say much. Don’t want to jinx it.”
So much for distraction.
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I nearly choked on the thick smell of grease that hung in the corridor as I headed to the cafeteria. My super sense of smell didn’t do much for my appetite.
Daniel and Gina beat me to our table. They sat next to each other, shoulders brushing like they were deep in conversation. For a second, I considered going straight to Maya and pretending Daniel and Gina didn’t exist. But that would be too rude.
After getting my food, I closed in on them. Gina noticed me, then returned to a normal
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