Meet Abigail
It had been one week prior since I have asked my mother about sending me to Peterson High and she has not made a solid decision since then. I was rather upset that she doesn't want to send me, especially with the fact that rumours are all over school about me. I have heard rumours of people saying that I am a monster and some are saying that I am dangerous. Though I wasn't, I liked it that way. As it kept the bullies far from me. I began to love life a little but not so much. I thought everything would be complete I'd I had gotten enrolled into Peterson High by now. However I tried to be great and adjust to what I had until then I had to think of a way to convince my mother.
" Oh My Gosh! There comes the big bad wolf of Rodson High Jemia!" They screamed as I walked through the halls of the school. I found it surprising how the tables have turned. How lots of students are now staying out of my way. I felt bold, brave and unstoppable. Now one could bring me low again. Eyes stared and some followed my every move around the campus. Am I famous now or what ! People who I have never thought knew of my existence saw me shining through my oddly unique ability.
Perhaps this was all getting to my head. Ever since all this happened to me, I have become head over heels with myself. I started to behave like I am the boss of everything everywhere I went. Making people afraid of me automatically. I slept throughout the classes and no longer took orders from anybody. My behaviour was uncontrollable and absolutely could not be tolerated. However It resulted in me creating more hatred for myself rather than bullies. I walked around the campus to see my reflection reflecting fear in my bullies eyes and disappointment in my teachers eyes.
The few friends I had, became my foe, making my life miserable and filled with woe. I wish at last that there would be someone who understands and someone who could forgive me. As it wasn't easy for me to be treated as an outcast all these years. I want to go through the rest of the school day feeling depressed. I thought, maybe if going to Peterson High isn't a choice for me then this power or gift was for me either. I pardoned the teacher to go to the restroom and she immediately threw the pads into my face with a terrifying look on her face. I ran to the bathroom as time slowed down and stopped. I know that I was running but the moment felt motionless. Tears were running down my face rapidly but the waters dripped slowly. My heart was racing fast but it skipped dozens of beats inside.
My entire body was moving in slow motion as my mind was sped off. No words or feeling could match up to the feeling that was rushing throughout my bones and ligaments. My body felt fractured and moulded and that's when I realised it was happening again. Now everything went back into sync and into place. There was a fast motion in my legs and body. As well as how fast my heart was beating. Panicking about the situation, I ran even faster straight towards the bathroom. I ran without any. Rakes and only slowed down while turning into the bathroom. I was panting as I looked in the mirror shouting, " No No!!" Repeatedly. I was transitioning again. My eyes were pale yellow and my face happened to be feathery. My hands appears much bigger with bird feathers all over me. I started to scream, " Somebody help me!" But no one seemed to have heard or cared. I stooped down in the corner of the bathroom crying. While my tiny wings pierce through my back slowly. The pain was excruciating and unbearable. I cried even more as I wish that I had at least some help or guidance to deal with this. Just as I began to sob, the locks to one of the bathroom stalls clicked open. I turned around to see a little girl standing behind me. She was looking mysteriously at my feathery features in awe. Her hair was up in a high ponytail that was braided on her shoulders. She wore a pair of worn out sneakers and had patches in her shirt. She seemed sweet but she also looked a little suspicious. I was merely surprised that she didn't ran from me in fear.
Seconds had flied pass leaving long moments of silence between us. The girl brought off some deadly stares and a creepy stance. As she was creeping me out more and more with her dreadful silence, I slowly began to turn my head. My heart was racing and for the first in a while, I was definitely scared. I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Wispered a soft voice. I was certainly more afraid now that she spoke. I slowly turned around and looked at her, " Umm I- I was just leaving '' swallowing intensely. Then her mood changed, " No No! Please don't am just surprised; I can't believe, I thought I was the only one in this school like this!" I was shocked by her response. "Wait! You know about this, like can you help me?" I asked the little girl. With a dying look of desperation on my face. I turned from scared to dedicated in just a split second.
Luckily she did agree to help me out. According to what she told me, there were five known powers that each are given to random children with issues in their lives. She also mentioned Peterson High school and that she attended the school but came back to Raymond High since she was visiting her family for a week. She also said that emotions can trigger me to morph into my supernatural state. The girl's name was Abigail and she was only twelve years old. Turns out Abigail lived a life of misery and sorrow just like how my life is. She was called names and often seen as uncool and a cast out. Despite the odds, I learnt that she was an awesome being. She was kind, caring and sympathetic. I truly adored her.