So you are scared,” she said. She pointed a figure at him and continued, emphasizing every word. “Of…a…tiny…little…girl.”
The small crowd around him went wild. Soon they were chanting. “Fight! Fight! Fight!”
“Well, how about it, tough guy?” Janalyn said.
“Fine, have your way, but don’t cry when I beat you,” he said.
“You wish,” she said as she sat down at the table. He sat down too. The look in his eyes told her that he wanted to teach her a lesson, but he was in for a big surprise. As he took her hand he instantly started to feel weak. He had a look of shock on his face as he looked into her icy blue eyes. Before he even knew what happened she had beaten him. A look of satisfaction came upon her face, while the onlookers where in shock, mouths gaping open, and no one said a word as she stood up and made her way next the place where he was sitting. “Let’s get one thing straight,” she said, pointing a finger at him. “Your days of torturing the kids in this school are over.” She put her hand of his chair and concentrated. Suddenly the chair became so light that his weight could not support it, and he fell over onto the floor. “Death to dumb jocks,” she said as she collected her things and walked out of the lunch room.
“You’re dead, you stupid bitch!” he yelled as she walked out.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” she said to herself, giving a little laugh. “Yes, today is definitely a good day.”
The rest of the day went smoothly. No more crazy incidences, just the same old routine. Janalyn couldn’t wait for the day to be over. She really wanted to talk with Adrienne some more. They were both alike in a way. She had never met anyone else who was like her, different, with special abilities no one else had. Then again maybe she had and didn’t know it.
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