Goth Girl and Emo Boy
Czaree Discovering Powers
A/N:THIS CHAPTER IS FOR Mii-LiiKEii92!YOU MAY NOT BE ANYTHING LIKE THIS, SO SORRY IF I OFFEND YOU!
Hey.
My name's Czaree.
And I guess I'm a little bit shy.
And a little bit punk.
And a little bit mad.
I have....well, I have powers. Don't laugh. It's scary. I don't like it. I don't want magic powers. I am a normal teenager-so why me?
It's not like Harry Potter.It's much more weird. It's like...punky skater powers. Yeah, weird. I know what you're going to say:'Too much Emo Rangers!' But no. It's worse than that. It's...it's....
I suppose, in a way, it is incrediably cool.
When I clap my hands, badges come out of them. Cool badges, like Anarchy and 666 and Anti-chav. But weird all the same. It's like a shock-wave or something.And my skateboard sometimes goes a bit crazy....anyone ever seen the Transformers movie? Well the car*Bumblebee* comes to life and drives off on his own accord without his owner*Sam* being in it, and my skateboard's like that.
And recently I've seen tiny pink slits on my wrists, and razors come out of them. That's weird-I'm not emo. They just appeared. And I've also noticed that when I whistle, flocks of big black birds pass. Once it was even a bat.
So what do I do?
I wear sweatbands, I don't whistle, I don't clap and I lock my skateboard in my wardrobe. I relax, get back to normal. Then I sing instead and see more birds, I click my fingers and badges come, razors come anyway and my skateboard makes it's way to school following me, even though I know I kept it locked up.
What scares me is there is no explanation for all this. I can't think of some scientific explanation for it-it just happens.
I am the only one, and I know there's a reason.I know there's a mission out there, waiting to be completed by me, but I just sit down and eat cola cubes and watch Transformers.
Somebody else can do the job.
I'm probably the only one, but something tells me that I'm not alone.
Hey.
My name's Czaree.
And I guess I'm a little bit shy.
And a little bit punk.
And a little bit mad.
I have....well, I have powers. Don't laugh. It's scary. I don't like it. I don't want magic powers. I am a normal teenager-so why me?
It's not like Harry Potter.It's much more weird. It's like...punky skater powers. Yeah, weird. I know what you're going to say:'Too much Emo Rangers!' But no. It's worse than that. It's...it's....
I suppose, in a way, it is incrediably cool.
When I clap my hands, badges come out of them. Cool badges, like Anarchy and 666 and Anti-chav. But weird all the same. It's like a shock-wave or something.And my skateboard sometimes goes a bit crazy....anyone ever seen the Transformers movie? Well the car*Bumblebee* comes to life and drives off on his own accord without his owner*Sam* being in it, and my skateboard's like that.
And recently I've seen tiny pink slits on my wrists, and razors come out of them. That's weird-I'm not emo. They just appeared. And I've also noticed that when I whistle, flocks of big black birds pass. Once it was even a bat.
So what do I do?
I wear sweatbands, I don't whistle, I don't clap and I lock my skateboard in my wardrobe. I relax, get back to normal. Then I sing instead and see more birds, I click my fingers and badges come, razors come anyway and my skateboard makes it's way to school following me, even though I know I kept it locked up.
What scares me is there is no explanation for all this. I can't think of some scientific explanation for it-it just happens.
I am the only one, and I know there's a reason.I know there's a mission out there, waiting to be completed by me, but I just sit down and eat cola cubes and watch Transformers.
Somebody else can do the job.
I'm probably the only one, but something tells me that I'm not alone.