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Post by Kayla Jones on Jan 30, 2008 18:14:45 GMT -5
Kayla Jones was in the Great Hall, her hair up in a loose ponytail .She was feeling many mixed emotions all at once, and it wasn't very nice in the morning. She felt sad, happy, groggy, annoying, mad, and hungry all at the same time. Luckilly, since her father was an Empath, she was able to tune it all out and tune into her own emotions, which were telling her over and over to finish her eggs.
She took a fork and poked it through a peice of poached eggs. Then, her friend Sara sat down next to her.
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Post by Sara Martin on Jan 30, 2008 19:43:24 GMT -5
Sara was walking through the Dining Hall, looking for a familiar face. She found one and sat right down. "Hiya Kayla!" Sara wasn't usually this chirpy in the morning. She deffinetly was NOT a morning person. But for some reason today was different. She felt a lot happier, and was ready to tell the world. She put some food on her plate, and noticed Kayla was writing in the same, familiar book.
"So Kayla, whatchya writing about this time?"
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Post by Kayla Jones on Jan 30, 2008 19:46:39 GMT -5
"The usual, my elements story," she said smiling. Kayla was known among her friends as the one who wrote all the time. She sighed and finished the paragraph she'd been working on with a sharp jab with her pen -- making a period at the end of the sentence. She tucked the notebook into her school bag. "I'm up to page 356!" she exclaiomed excitedly. She beamed at her friend.
"So what's up?" she asked Sara.
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Post by Sara Martin on Jan 30, 2008 19:52:49 GMT -5
"Wow! 356 pages! Thats incredible!And nothing really. Been pretty bored lately. Studying mostly. I've got a lot of tests this week. I hate it when the teachers torture us like this.." As soon as Sara said this, her happiness died down a little. She hadn't studied at all for these tests, and they were only a day or two away!
Know what? Im feeling purple today..." With a swift move of her hand over the end of her hair, the tips turned from blue to purple. She was merely painting it with her hands, since no one in her family can change there apperence by simply thinking about it.
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Post by Kayla Jones on Jan 30, 2008 19:54:44 GMT -5
"Oh that must suck. I had a test yesterday if it makes you feel any better," Kayla said sympathetically. "Your hair looks better purple, I reckon," Kayla said smiling at her friend. "Anyway, I'll definately let you be my editor as soon as i'm done!" she promised.
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Post by Sara Martin on Jan 30, 2008 20:02:14 GMT -5
"Awesome! I always love reading your books. Hey listen. Have you seen Jenny around? I've got a message for her Im suppose to give her immedietly. They said it was pretty urgent, but I have'nt been able to find her anywhere....ah well I'll look after. Anything new?"
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Post by Kayla Jones on Jan 30, 2008 20:06:30 GMT -5
"Jenny? Jenny Reggae? She's too busy with Ali Johnson -- that other girl from Hogwarts {{Kayla's was from Hogwarts too}}." Kayla sighed, almost loosing her control on the emotions she was felling -- she started to feel the mixture of emotions until she caught herself and pushed them away. "And no, nothing's really new. Besically, the 356 page hit was my biggest thing."
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Post by Sara Martin on Jan 30, 2008 20:09:26 GMT -5
"Oh, ok. Thanks though. Hey are you OK? Something doesnt seem too right today..." Now Sara could always tell when something was different with a person. Just how the acted and responed would be different. But, it could go either way. The person can be different for a good reason....or for a bad reason. This time, if felt like a bad reason.
I can tell somethings different about you...whats going on?"
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Post by Kayla Jones on Jan 30, 2008 20:10:38 GMT -5
"Nothing. It's my stupid power. It's really hard to control today. Ugh, sometimes I wish that I was just a witch." She sighed and finished off her poached eggs and grabbed a few slices of toast.
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Post by Sara Martin on Jan 30, 2008 20:15:33 GMT -5
Sara still didn't think this was the right answer, but she repected Kayla's answer and pretended to believe it..for now anyways. Yea I now what it feels like. When i first found out I could fly, it happened to randomly at times. Sometimes I would be on my read writing and suddenly look over and see my self 5 feet over my bed! It gets weird sometimes...Oh! This ones great! Well, it wasn't really, but anyways. I was about 7 and I was out with my parents at this fair thing. Well, I really had to go to the bathroom and went into the 'Port-o-potty'. Well I was just sitting there ya no...and well I just started going up in the air. I tell you I was scared outta my mind. I was still getting use to it, but this was so unexpected. I always laugh about ti when I think about it."
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Post by Kayla Jones on Jan 30, 2008 20:18:28 GMT -5
Kayla burst out laughing along with Sara. "That sounds disgusting, touching the top of a port o potty! Yuck!" Kayla joked. "Well, mine's a bit more complex. I don't actually tell anybody this, but I'm an Empath. I can feel other people's emotions, and sometimes, that gives me their thoughts, too. Just like now," she said as she let her control go so she could feel Sara's emotion. "Your feeling doubtful about something." Kayla closed her eyes so she could get the feeling to become more strong, like her father had taught her. "Your doubting me or someone near me..." she trailed off, opened her eyes and looked at her friend questionably.
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Post by Sara Martin on Jan 30, 2008 20:25:30 GMT -5
Sara was feeling doubtful. All along she thought it was Kayla that she was doubtful about...Now, if she had known Kayla was an Empath before she started doubting her, she would have believed her when she said she was Ok, just her power doing stuff. Sara really didn't want to answer, but she knew she must.
Well, I was just worried about you. Like I said you didn't look the same. But now that I no you powers are going 'wacko' everythings fine." Sara ended her explaination with a smile, hoping Kayla will take that for an answer, for that was the best she could think of to explain her being doubtful. It was the truth of course, but Sara still didn't feel right about something. Maybe it's not Kayla who was makign her feel this way. Wait a minute! , thought Sara. Why am I feeling doubtful? Was it someone in the room? Why was she feeling someone elses emot- Sara stopped thinking. She deffinetly wasn't an Empath. She was very confused but looked at her friend with a smile.
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Post by Kayla Jones on Jan 30, 2008 20:28:24 GMT -5
"I doesn't matter. I was just saying an example. But I'm not exactly sure why I felt doubtful. It didn't really seem like it was your waves, though. Cause I've felt your emotion before and the waves feel completely different now... Maybe someone near here is feeling doubtfull. Ah, well, whatever." she smiled back at her friend.
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Post by Sara Martin on Jan 30, 2008 20:32:50 GMT -5
This was really getting weird to Sara. Kayla was feeling this same thing. Sara kept telling hersef that she is not an Empath, she onyl had one ablility..thats all they can have. One. Just one. Then what is this all about? But then if its not Kayla whos feeling doubtful, and its not Sara, since they have figured that out, who was it? Sara really wanted to tell Kayla what was going on, but she didn't know what was happeneing, and wasn't sure if this is happeneing just because she's around her...or if she really does have something else.. No! I only have one ability! Thats all!! Sara was getting mad at her self. She really wanted to tell Kayla, she could help. But she didn't no what to do! "Hmm. I wonder who you're feeling thats doubtful..."
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Post by Kayla Jones on Jan 30, 2008 20:36:50 GMT -5
"Me too," Kayla said, looking around innocently. She saw Maggie Colford, Gracie Benson, and Skylar White all sitting at their usual table in their usual gossip conversation. She saw Frank Perillo, Jeff Dominicak, Will Dzuirgot, and Jimmy Davitt all in there normal conversation. She even saw Ali Johnson, Serena VanDicamp, Chase Balloch, and Jenny Reggae in their normal conversation. So who could it be that was feeling doubtful?!
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