watched me curiously. “Seriously, what the hell was that?”
“I-I don’t know.” I certainly wasn’t about to confess this wasn’t the first time something strange had happened to me. First my senses and now my body was acting weird. Might as well take me to the nearest lab and start the experiments.
Ady sighed, dropping the subject.
After Ady left to pick up Emery for dinner, Lola became quiet. Pensive. When she finally broke the silence she asked, “Are you okay? Is there anything you need to tell me?”
“No,” I said a little too quickly.
“Your skin was so hot it burned me, Callie,” she said seriously. “I was expecting flames to shoot out of you. And I swear I heard a crackly, electrical sound when you shocked Ady. You know you can tell me anything, right?”
“I’m fine, Lola.” It was bad enough weird things were happening to me, but for Lola and Ady to feel something from me was even freakier. Maybe I should tell her. When she didn’t back down I said, “Really.”
She shrugged, still looking concerned. “Okay then. You know you can talk to me if you need to. About anything .”
I nodded, and she walked to the door. I mentally cursed myself, knowing I’d hurt her feelings.
“Okay,” I shouted after her.
She peeked her head back into the room, expectant.
I exhaled a shaky breath. “There is something I need to tell you.” Please don’t let her think I’m insane . “There’s no easy way to say this, and you’ll probably think I’m insane, but I need to tell someone.”
Her eyebrows rose.
“Um, well, I can kind of smell nature and rain before it’s anywhere near us,” I admitted reluctantly. The next part I said as quickly as I could. “I can feel the wind blow before it shows up, and I can feel fire from yards away.” I chuckled nervously. “I get zapped more times during a day than I can count. I don’t know why it’s happening. It started at the beginning of the month and has only intensified since then. It scares me, but at the same time it’s sort of neat.” I looked at her expectantly, hoping she’d take me seriously and not start making jokes about locking me up in a padded room. Though I wouldn’t blame her if she did.
Her eyebrows shot up even farther. “That really happens to you? For real?” I heard a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
“Yeah, it does.” I winced, knowing I’d never live this down, but admitting it out loud made it feel more real.
“Wow. I don’t think you’re insane, Cal. You’re completely off your rocker, of course, but that’s one step better than insane. But seriously, stop kidding around. That’s not your job it’s mine.” She smiled brightly.
“I wish I were kidding,” I said sincerely.
Her face grew serious. “Did something happen to you earlier this month—something that might have brought about this change in you? Did you get shocked by your hair dryer?” she asked. “Or hit your head?” she tacked on as an afterthought.
“No, nothing like that. The only thing that happened before all this started was a reoccurring dream since the first of the month.”
“What was the dream about?”
I opened my mouth to say something but heard the front door shut. “Girls? I’m home. Callie, your friends are here,” Dad called out.
“Coming,” Lola called back. She turned to me. “I’ll tell them you’re getting dressed. We’ll talk about this later, okay?”
I nodded. With that, she waltzed out of my room and closed the door behind her. I stared at it for several seconds, regretting what I’d just shared with my sister. She wouldn’t say anything, but I didn’t want her to think I was making up stories. I needed her to believe me. I brushed it off and dressed. I gave myself a once over in my full-length mirror, grabbed my leather jacket, and casually strolled toward the stairs.
8
Sweets and Such
At the foot of the staircase, I stopped abruptly and listened to the unfamiliar laughter that rang out from
“I-I don’t know.” I certainly wasn’t about to confess this wasn’t the first time something strange had happened to me. First my senses and now my body was acting weird. Might as well take me to the nearest lab and start the experiments.
Ady sighed, dropping the subject.
After Ady left to pick up Emery for dinner, Lola became quiet. Pensive. When she finally broke the silence she asked, “Are you okay? Is there anything you need to tell me?”
“No,” I said a little too quickly.
“Your skin was so hot it burned me, Callie,” she said seriously. “I was expecting flames to shoot out of you. And I swear I heard a crackly, electrical sound when you shocked Ady. You know you can tell me anything, right?”
“I’m fine, Lola.” It was bad enough weird things were happening to me, but for Lola and Ady to feel something from me was even freakier. Maybe I should tell her. When she didn’t back down I said, “Really.”
She shrugged, still looking concerned. “Okay then. You know you can talk to me if you need to. About anything .”
I nodded, and she walked to the door. I mentally cursed myself, knowing I’d hurt her feelings.
“Okay,” I shouted after her.
She peeked her head back into the room, expectant.
I exhaled a shaky breath. “There is something I need to tell you.” Please don’t let her think I’m insane . “There’s no easy way to say this, and you’ll probably think I’m insane, but I need to tell someone.”
Her eyebrows rose.
“Um, well, I can kind of smell nature and rain before it’s anywhere near us,” I admitted reluctantly. The next part I said as quickly as I could. “I can feel the wind blow before it shows up, and I can feel fire from yards away.” I chuckled nervously. “I get zapped more times during a day than I can count. I don’t know why it’s happening. It started at the beginning of the month and has only intensified since then. It scares me, but at the same time it’s sort of neat.” I looked at her expectantly, hoping she’d take me seriously and not start making jokes about locking me up in a padded room. Though I wouldn’t blame her if she did.
Her eyebrows shot up even farther. “That really happens to you? For real?” I heard a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
“Yeah, it does.” I winced, knowing I’d never live this down, but admitting it out loud made it feel more real.
“Wow. I don’t think you’re insane, Cal. You’re completely off your rocker, of course, but that’s one step better than insane. But seriously, stop kidding around. That’s not your job it’s mine.” She smiled brightly.
“I wish I were kidding,” I said sincerely.
Her face grew serious. “Did something happen to you earlier this month—something that might have brought about this change in you? Did you get shocked by your hair dryer?” she asked. “Or hit your head?” she tacked on as an afterthought.
“No, nothing like that. The only thing that happened before all this started was a reoccurring dream since the first of the month.”
“What was the dream about?”
I opened my mouth to say something but heard the front door shut. “Girls? I’m home. Callie, your friends are here,” Dad called out.
“Coming,” Lola called back. She turned to me. “I’ll tell them you’re getting dressed. We’ll talk about this later, okay?”
I nodded. With that, she waltzed out of my room and closed the door behind her. I stared at it for several seconds, regretting what I’d just shared with my sister. She wouldn’t say anything, but I didn’t want her to think I was making up stories. I needed her to believe me. I brushed it off and dressed. I gave myself a once over in my full-length mirror, grabbed my leather jacket, and casually strolled toward the stairs.
8
Sweets and Such
At the foot of the staircase, I stopped abruptly and listened to the unfamiliar laughter that rang out from
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