A/N: I am very sorry that I have not updated in the
longest time ever, please forgive me for that. But I've
been rather busy with writing out some Harry Potter
fanfictions that I just HAD to write. Also, I had to decide
just exactly
how she would well...you'll find out. But
anyways...thank you to my faithful readers who have waited
about two or three months for this. Soo sorry for the wait!

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Chapter Three: Obstacles

I could feel the winter chill slash at my pale face as I stepped outside for the first time in over a year. My lungs filled with the freshness of the winter air as I inhaled deeply. I could not help but notice how stuffy the mental institution was compared to out here.

I started to feel the chill in my toes and the soles of my feet. I glanced down and cursed myself for not being smart enough to grab some shoes. I glanced at the fluffy white snow that covered the grass all around me. The driveway seemed to have been shoveled so I walked over to it, hoping that I wouldn't freeze my feet off.

I quickly run down the driveway to the gate that surrounds the grounds. They never think to close it, except at night.

And obviously it wasn't night.

So I quickly dashed through it, wanting to find a place where I could get some decent clothes and some shoes. If I was lucky, I would be able to get some socks too.

And I guess that I was lucky, because there was a Goodwill down the street. I walked towards it, trying to blend in with the crowd, which was a hard thing to do if you were wearing a white gown with no shoes and looking as pale as a ghost.

I made myself turn invisible the instant that I came through the door. I didn't have any money on me, and I didn't feel like taking anything out of the give-away box at the front of the store, knowing that those clothes would suck.

My violet gaze swept through the poor looking store. I decided to get some shoes first. I scanned the rack and chose the black and white colored Converse All Stars and started looking around the shabby place for some decent socks. There wasn't a lot to choose from, so I just grabbed the knee-high black socks, glad for the instant warmth that swept over my feet and calf muscles. I walked over the the shirts and 'borrowed' a vintage Rudolph the Red-nose Reindeer tee and a pair of black skinny jeans.

Since it was the winter time, I decided to get myself a warm looking jacket and, maybe, I might also 'borrow' some cash from the register. I needed the money for food, and I had to think of myself before all others. I just made my escape, and I couldn't afford to go back to that place. Who knows what kind of treatment they would give me and where they would put me.

I picked out an army green jacket. It wasn't the best, but I felt sort of guilty for doing this.

I walked out of Goodwill with two twenty dollar bills in my pocket. My stomach whined and I realized that I hadn't had anything to eat for a while now. I glanced around and decided to walk to McDonald's. I hadn't been there for a while, and I remember loving the french fries.

I walked into the fast food restaurant, which was empty except for two other teenagers sitting in the corner booth. One boy and one girl. The boy had long hair for a boy. It almost touched his shoulders. I rememered that most 'skater boys' wore their hair like that, and I found it sort of cute. He had electrifying blue eyes that made his jet black hair look ever darker, if that was even possible. The girl looked like the opposite of him. She had long, wavy blonde hair with green eyes and freckles sprinkled lightly across her perfect, ski-sloped nose.

"Excuse me." the cashier said.

I turned around once I realized that I had been staring at them.

"Yes?" I asked.

"What would you like today?" the cashier asked me.

"Oh." I looked at the menu. "Um, some large fries, please."

The cashier punched that in and looked over at me again.

"That will be one dollar and seventy-five cents." The cashier said in a bored voice.

I handed her my twenty and she gave me back my change.

"You're order will be up in a minute, please wait." The cashier said.

I nodded quietly and let my eyes wander back over to the boy and the girl, who were now looking in my direction as well.

I quickly averted my eyes and stared at the Converse that covered my feet.

"Here you go." The cashier said.

"Thanks." I said, taking the fries from their hand.

I looked around for a seat and took on closest to the door. It's not that I wanted to leave really badly after I finished, it's just that it gave me a good view of the boy. No, I didn't like hom. Hell, I didn't even know him! It's just...there was something about that boy that made him...special.

He glanced up at me and I blushed. I looked down at my fries and ate some. He probably had a girlfriend already. It was probably that blonde girl, after all, she was very pretty. But it's not like I cared, I just wanted to get away from here.

But to where?

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice as my elbow knocked the glass container of salt.

"Crap." I said as it started to fall.

I stuck out my hand and it stopped falling, right in midair. I let out a sigh of relief and I grabbed it and set it back on the table.

I looked up again and, to my horror, the boy with the blue eyes was staring at me.

He had seen what I had just done.

He whispered to the blonde girl and she looked over at me too. I grabbed the now-empty carton of fries and tossed it into the trash can. I glanced again at the boy and girl. They were getting out of their seats and walking towards me.

Fast.

I had to get away. How would I explain this to them? Would they believe me if I told them that it was just a trick of the light? Probably not.

So I got up and walked quickly towards the door, getting smacked in the face by the cold air before the boy and the girl could reach me.

I started walking quickly in a random direction, hoping that they wouldn't follow me outside. I turned around to see.

Yep, they were following me.

Crap.

I started to quicken my pace.

"Stop!" The boy shouted.

I just walked faster.

"Hey! I said stop!" The boy shouted.

I turned around to yell back at him.

"I really don't give a damn." I shouted.

I quickly turned into an alley. I ran to the end and made a left.

And there they were.

Dammit! I thought in my head. How did they know that I came this way?

I started to run backwards, only to be met by a fence. They had backed me away from the alley that I had just come out of.

"What do you want?" I asked, trying to keep the fear out of my voice.

"I just want to talk." The boy said.

I gulped, knowing that he was going to ask about my ability.

He'd probably think that I was crazy.

He'd probably make me go back to the crazy house.

And that was not going to happen.

So I played along.

"Okay." I said, seeing my breath in the coldness of the winter air.

"I saw what you did in the restaurant." He said to me.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said.

"Of course you do." The boy said.

"No I don't." I said.

"Yeah, you do. You stopped that container from falling. Without. Touching. It." He said.

I gulped again, desperately in need of some air.

"Look," I said, "what you saw was...it was some trick of the light, okay?"

"No, it wasn't." The boy said.

"And how would you know that?" I asked in a rude tone.

The boy and the girl looked at each other. The girl nodded towards the boy and he took a deep breath before saying the words that would forever change my life.

"Because we're like you."

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So I made up for my not updating
by writing a longer-than-usual chapter!
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