Status: This is my first offical published piece, so go easy on me

Manipulator

Chapter 5

As I go to school the next day, no one's heard about Ryan visiting me. I try to keep my usual cold appearance, but when Ryan looks at me, I can't help but smile a little. During break, Ryan drops a note by me. I read it and smile. "Hey. Wanna go to the waterfall? R". I write yes and place it in his chosen seat in history. About ten minutes into the Stone Age, Ryan gives me a side look. I try to only draw the lines around Ryan and me, but I mess up, and take the entire class to the crystal waterfall. Mr. Lotic stops talking and looks around. I pull out my research book and transform the area into a cave. He stutters as he continues with the lesson. Unknowingly, I rise out of my seat, to observe and manipulate. I paint onto the cave walls visions of my quartz waterfall, and horses and cows. Traditional cave painting, like in the French cave. Everyone oohs and awes as the images come to life around them. The water falls, and the deer come to drink of its clean pool. I notice a boy, the one from yesterday, who helped me. I lower to my seat and everything vanishes. The students look around the classroom, trying to see my visions.
Mr. Lotic sadly nods. "Sorrin, will you read for the next paragraph?" The boy with black hair nods, and rises. As he reads, he sounds beautiful. His voice is like velvet, soft and smooth for my ears. I look over at Ryan, and I can see a bit of jealousy in his eyes. After History, I take my free period before the end of school, and head outside to my water fountain seat. Ryan comes out with me, and we go to the waterfall for a time. When we return, Sorrin is standing in front of me.
"You did that it History too, didn't you?" He asks. I try to play dumb, but it doesn't work. I nod solemnly. "That's incredible." He whispers to himself. He looks at Ryan. "And you knew, huh?" Ryan nods, and places his hand on mine. Sorrin grins evilly, "Then I guess it's a group secret now, not a couple's secret." Sorrin smiles kindly and sweetly at me and Ryan turns red. The bell rings and students come flowing out of the building, ready to get their weekend started. I walk to the bus and sit by myself. The ride home, I think about Ryan and Sorrin. Sorrin, I can understand; His eyes are silver, his hair is velvety black, he's gorgeous. Ryan, I don't understand why I like him. He was mean to me, but he is hot, with his sun blond hair and viper green eyes. I choose not to think about them as I reach my house and go into my tree for a while.