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Chapter 3 ~ Old Friends

As Bria walked into Angel Grove High, she sighed deeply. How she wished she could have class outside and feel the wind on her cheek! She heard a deep chuckle, as if the person knew what she was thinking. Bria turned to see Kyle, one of her long-time friends smiling at her.

“Don’t you wish you could feel the wind in your hair, the sun on your back, and freedom in your heart?” he asked with a grin.

“Shut up,” Bria mumbled. “Easy for you to say, you already graduated.”

The older boy laughed. “Too true! Hey, how’s it going?” Both knew he meant something more; Kyle was the only person outside her family who knew about her powers.

“It’s going all right. What are you doing here, anyway?”

“Just helping a teacher out,” he said, a mischievous grin in his warm brown eyes.

“Uh huh...and who might you be helping, Mr. Sneaky?”

The sandy-brown-haired boy just smiled. “Let’s just say it has something to do with a certain friend of mine who loves music.”

Bria’s eyes widened. “Did you go to Miss Desme?”

The one and only. I heard a certain someone needed a recommendation.”

“You...I...Kyle, did you really?”

Really.”

I don’t know whether to hug you or kill you!”

Kyle played mock hurt. “Hopefully the latter; you DID want to sing, correct? You have all those great songs.”

Bria threw her arms around Kyle. “You are the BEST!”

“I know, I know, no need to state the obvious.”

“Ugh!” Bria lightly hit his shoulder. “Guys...” she muttered. Kyle laughed.

“We’re the best, huh?” Bria rolled her eyes. Kyle smiled and continued. “I got to get going, but let me know when the show is, OK?

Bria nodded. “You got it.”

You coming over this afternoon?”

You bet.”

“See you then.” Bria watched as Kyle walked off. Suddenly she had a wave of nausea. She looked away from Kyle, and the feeling stopped. Wondering, she looked back at Kyle, and immediately her mind was filled with silver. Shaking her head, Bria walked to her first class.

By the time lunch rolled around, Bria was ready to scream. Today all her classes before lunch she had without her friends. As she walked into the cafeteria, she was greeted with shouts of “Bria, over here!” Bria grinned and walked over to a table where 3 of her friends were sitting.

“Hey guys,” she asked as she sat down,  “guess what!”

A blonde girl with green eyes quickly said, “You got a boyfriend!”

Bria made a face. “No, Hannah, I didn’t. Is that all you think about?"
 
“Well then what?” asked a brunette with hazel eyes.

“Well...” Bria paused dramatically.

“Tell already!” said Vikki, the brunette.

“I get to sing at the concert.”

“No way!” exclaimed a red head with brown eyes. “You’re such a great singer, it’s about time they let you sing your awesome songs!”

“Yes way, Tia. Kyle told me he talked to Miss Desme. I know it’s not that big a deal, but I’ve wanted to do this for so long!”

Tia grinned. “It IS a big deal; and I’m sure you’ll do awesome.” Vikki and Hannah chorused their agreement.

“Are you going to Kyle’s after school today?” asked Vikki, with an evil gleam in her eye.

Bria sighed. “I don't know. I thought I told you already that we’re just friends, and have been for a while.”

The girls snickered in disbelief, causing Bria to throw her pretzels at them. Bria suddenly looked up to see a dark skinned man named Matt, who was a teacher's aid in her science class, walking across the cafeteria. She suddenly got up from the table and said she had to go, leaving 3 very confused friends sitting in her wake.

Bria ran out of the cafeteria and down the hall. She eventually slowed down and leaned against the wall taking deep breaths. The power of plants had suddenly shot up from deep inside her out of no where, surprising her. Wouldn’t that have been great if suddenly plants were crawling through the windows? *What is wrong with me?* she wondered. *Next thing I know, those cute guys will come and put me in a pretty white jacket and take me to a nice mansion...* Bria giggled. She heaved a sigh of relief as she felt the plant power subside for the moment. *What am I going to do?*

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