4A Chapter by Sophie
You know, I could just fly her, but no, I'm pretty sure that might blow my cover.
Devyn's in my last period class on Mondays too, so we leave together, and I carry her books. Being extra strong comes in handy, we got a lot of homework today. One of her crutches lands on a patch of ice and she falls, and quickly, way too quickly, I catch her.
“Anytime.” D****t! Ryan, get a new word! This is way too familiar, the girl in my arms, what we said, the only thing different is the cast and I'm just Ryan. I set her on her feet. We walk in awkward silence and she keeps shooting me weird glances, glances I'm not supposed to know about, because, you know, most people can't feel it when other people are looking at them.
We reach my apartment in twice the time it would normally take. We get into the elevator and I swipe my card to push the top button. The elevator jolts into motion and eventually we reach the library.
“Home sweet home.” I mumble sarcastically. I put my bag down on the table in the front of the library. She looks around in wonder. “I'll go get some drinks, what do you want?” I say.
“Just water.” She says, glancing toward my bag. I really should get my mask out of there, but its been over a year, and no one to talk to. Say she did go snooping for it like I can tell she plans to, because she's suspicious... Would that be so bad?
I walk downstairs into the kitchen and take my sweet time pouring the water. I get back upstairs, Devyn sits at the table, her face white and her eyes wide. I pretend not to notice. I hand her her water and she takes a sip. I open our books to the right page and she pulls out her binder and a pencil.
We get to work and I explain everything I need to until she gets every question right.
“Yes, what's your name?” She says.
“No.” She says, “What's your name.” She reaches into my bag and pulls out the golden and black mask.
“Guardian.” I whisper. And its like an elephant just got up from my lungs and walked away.
“You're Guardian?” She whispers, incredulous, the words tumbling out of her, “But your dad... He hates Guardian, and you're him...”
“Tell me about it.” I groan.
“So, you saved me Saturday? You're the one who flew me to the hospital?”
“That's me.” The color is slowly returning to her cheeks.
“So, you're a genius, and that's why you get the amazing grades,” I nod, “and Friday! You moved way too fast, and when you caught me walking here... Wow.” She trails off. “Could you... could you show me?”
“I can't...” I say, and then notice her crestfallen face. And her books start packing themselves up. She looks up, her eyes wide, into my look of concentration. Then I pull out her chair with my mind, and then raise her into the air, but she is silent. I stand across the library, which is a pretty good size, and let her drop. I'm under her before she can even scream. Then I sit her back down in the chair and sit down.
“You're Guardian... A teenager saves New York on a regular basis...”
I groan and roll my eyes, “Not you too! I'm perfectly fine, I do a better job than any of the cops!”
“I never said you didn't.”
© 2012 Sophie
Added on July 6, 2012
Last Updated on July 6, 2012
hehehehehe you can't know!, MA
AboutSo, about me... I'm 15 and I'm in ninth grade. I write poetry and books and a few short stories. My books are not romance themed, but have characters who fall in love in them. I LOVE One Direction. L.. more..
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