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Post by bruceadams on Oct 27, 2008 4:06:36 GMT -5
7th November 2008
He sat on the hood of his '67 Chevy Impala, watching the other students move around him. Ever since he came to this school, he felt he never fit in. Now, in the last week, he only had to last a few days longer. Surely, he couldn't go showing people his ability. As much as he would love to do it, to impress girls, or just show people that his not to be messed with, people would think he was a freak.
Until recently, he never even considered doing it, until he saw her. Carla Norton. The year under him, he suspected her of being one of them, the people with the abilities, like himself. He saw her move something, using only her mind. She was by herself, in a classroom, as he had been walking past.
Ever since then, Bruce had been interested in Carla, and had wanted to talk to her. Of course, she might be a bit freaked out, not knowing him at all. He had tried a few times, but each time, ended up leaving. Today was the day he would do it, for real this time. That is why he sat on his car, watching as the other kids left school, waiting for her to come outside. Waiting to confront her.
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Post by carla on Oct 27, 2008 4:36:00 GMT -5
Carla wasn't much the type for school. She hated having to come here, and she was lucky Sam wasn't the type to force her to go every day. Even though, being her legal guardian he really should force her to go. So, she went anyway, because not going would get her brother in trouble and she didn't want that. She loved Sam dearly, he took care of her, he was protective of her and she loved it.
There was thankfully only a few days left of this place and she would have a break for a few weeks. She had to get home quickly today, because Claire was coming round for an evening meal and she wanted to be there, she wanted to officially congratulate Claire for finally agreeing to take on her brother. So she was quite happy today as she skipped out the school door with a couple of friends.
"Oh no sorry guys, I can't go to the park just now" Carla said to her friend Louise on the left side. "Why not?" her friend asked sadly, "Because Sam and I are having his girlfriend Claire round for a meal, I have to go home quickly today to help prepare it" she shouted back to her friend.
"Tomorrow for sure though guys, bye" she shouted again as she quickly ran toward the school gates. With a bit of luck Sam might even be waiting for her in the car to take her home.
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Post by bruceadams on Oct 27, 2008 4:44:34 GMT -5
As he stood there, watching as she waved goodbye to her friends, he started to fall back into that mood he fell into, when ever he was going to confront her.
No! he said to himself, Not this time
She ran out the school gates, and started to walk past his car. He stood up, and walked over to her. He didn't know how she would re-act to him, but hoped she wouldn't be too creeped out.
"Carla? Carla Norton?" He said, as she walked past.
"I don't want to, shock, or scare you or anything. So I'll just say it. I know what you can do, with your mind. I saw you the other day, in the classroom, lifting that pencil, with your mind."
He started to get nervous, but tried to keep his cool. His voice kept trailing off.
"I can... I have... I... I have an ability, like you."
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Post by carla on Oct 27, 2008 5:26:05 GMT -5
Desperate to head to the school gates to see if Sam was waiting for her, she almost didn't hear someone call her name. She turned round, looking from left to right until she saw him. She knew of him in school, but didn't really know him to speak to. She smiled at him warmly, as Carla would do.
"Yes, I am Carla Norton" she began, "Who wants to know?" she asked, not meaning to sound bad, but well if he knew her name, she'd rather like to know his name.
When he spoke again however, Carla's face darkened a little, she had been sure nobody was watching when she'd done that in the classroom, she had been all alone, but he'd seen her, which meant he had to be spying on her.
"It's not nice to spy on people" she sad a little irritated and began to walk away from him, "Besides I don't know what you're talking about and I'm in a hurry" she added, as she continued to walk away from him some more. Until he spoke again. This time she froze, and turned round slowly to look at him again, with her head tilted to the site, and her eyebrow raised.
"You do?" she asked, "So, what can you do?" she asked slowly, the smile returning to her face, not as warm as before, but a smile at least, "And I'm not lying when I say I'm in a hurry, Sam will be looking for me soon enough" she added.
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Post by nortons99 on Oct 27, 2008 5:57:13 GMT -5
Sam was a little late for picking Carla up from school which was kind of stupid of him as he was the one that had told her not to be late. This was a very important meal and Sam felt that he was quite stupid leaving it so late to pick her up five whole minutes late he was and that was not acceptable. Sam raised his eyebrows as he pulled up next to where Carla was talking to some guy. He stopped the car and all he said was "Carla what do you think you are doing you have no time to be standing around talking to people" he said as he parked the car and got out of it. But then he contridicted himself as he would rather like to get to know this young man who was speaking to her. Sam could always drive that little bit faster on the way home to make sure they arrived back on time.
"Come on introduce me to your little friend" he said with an evil little grin leaning on his Ferrari. No one was going to try it on with his little sister and that was that. Sam extended his hand out for that boy she was with to shake, this was going to be a very manly shake of the hands indeed as when the young lad tried to shake Sam's hand he would mearly try to crush it with his own.
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Post by bruceadams on Oct 28, 2008 0:21:32 GMT -5
Carla asked him his name. "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself." He said to her, nicely. "Im Bruce Adams. Nice to meet you" He looked at her, and she continued, claiming that she didn't know what he was talking about.
"Oh, I wasn't spying, Carla. I just happened to be walking past. Good thing, too. Because I thought that, I was the only one for ages that had an ability. I thought, I couldn't tell anyone" It wasn't until she heard that he had an ability also, that she accepted that he was right.
"Well. I can...." He was cut off, by a guy in a car driving up and yelling out to her. He was a bit older then Bruce, obviously her older brother. The brother, Sam, as she had said before, called them over.
"Well, this isn't exactly the best place to talk about it then" He said to Carla, quietly, walking over to Sam.
"Bruce Adams" Bruce introduced himself to Sam, knowing what Sam was thinking. Sam was thinking Bruce was trying to make a move on his little sister.
He can try intimidate me Bruce thought. He grabbed Sam's hand, and shook it. Sam tried to crush his hand, and Bruce did the same back, Bruce was surprisingly strong for his age.
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Post by carla on Oct 28, 2008 3:00:50 GMT -5
Carla smiled, "Well, it's nice to meet you too Bruce" then she blushed slightly. He seemed to be a little older than she was from what she could tell. That wouldn't please Sam too much if he did come by to pick her up.
As she continued to listen to him, a smile continued to spread across her face. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all she thought. It was always nice to make new friends, and if he had an ability, all the better.
"Well you're not alone, and from what I know, there are quite a few of us about" she replied with a grin. She was desperate to know what his ability was, but then she heard Sam's voice shout to her about what she was doing when she was supposed to be in a hurry.
"Well, I did try to tell him Sam, but he was adament to talk" she shouted back, giving him an apologetic look hoping it would be enough to win her older brother round like it always did. Those puppy dog eyes she could pull.
As Bruce dropped the topic of their ability, Carla gave him a look, "It's alright, Sam is like us, he has an ability too, he can heal himself" she said rather proudly, looking at her brother who was now stepping out of his car and walking over to them.
She immediately went over to Sam, and hugged him, before answering his question. "Well I only just started talking to him five minutes ago, his name is Bruce Adams" she answered, not that she needed to, for he spoke up for himself anyway.
She noticed how they seemed to out do each other with a firm handshake, it didn't take much to notice they were squeezing the life out of each others hands. She looked at Sam a little sadly, "Now Sam, he hasn't done anything to me" she began, "Yet" she added and grinned at Bruce and then looked back at Sam.
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Post by nortons99 on Oct 28, 2008 18:40:22 GMT -5
Who was this weird guy Sam thought to himself but Sam knew someone trying to take advantage of his sister when he saw someone. Sam wasn't going to let that happen this guy was quite the clever bugger as well as when he had shook Sam's hand he had tried to crush it as Sam tried to crush his, it hurt Sam a little as well but he was never going to show it for one it didn't hurt enough for him to show pain and two well he didn't want to let the guy seem to think that he had won. "So Bruce you play any sports" he said looking at him because if he did Sam would be the first to challenge him to any sport that he played just to show he wasn't very good at it.
Sam then took a quick glance over to what seemed to be that guys car. "That you car over there" he said pointing at the car that Sam thought to be Bruces. Trying to hold in the laughter if it was his car. "I used to drive one of them couldn't even begin to imagine you driving one of them to be honest wouldn't exactly make the car look good would it" Sam said grinning playing it as a joke even though he knew it wasnt. Sam knew that the only guy that would look good driving a car like that was himself. Sam began to miss driving his older friends car about when he used to let Sam drive it anyway.
Sam smiled when his little sister gave him a hug and then he returned the hug before she stopped. "Well I don't think he will be doing anything to you for quite a bit of time yet" Sam said quite commandingly to this Bruce guy. Sam knew what lads minds were like at this age they all have there mind on one thing and one thing only and Sam didn't want his sister being exposed to that kind of thing.
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Post by bruceadams on Oct 28, 2008 21:37:46 GMT -5
"Yeah, I play soccer" Bruce said to Sam. "And I must tell you, I'm pretty good" He grinned at Sam. He sat further back on his car, and was a bit annoyed when Sam mentioned that he used to have one, and thought that Bruce didn't look good on it.
"It gets me around, and helps pick up the chicks" Bruce said to Sam, and winked at Carla. Carla mentioned something about how Bruce hadn't done anything to her, yet, and Sam got defensive.
"Trust me, man. I have no intention of hooking up with your sister. She just, intrigues me."
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Post by carla on Oct 29, 2008 18:45:35 GMT -5
Carla watched on as Sam continued to get protective and defensive over her with this guy Bruce. He hadn't even done anything other than try to talk to her, but it was typical Sam behavior. So she just stood back while he continued to give Bruce the third degree.
First topic sports. Yes, planned rivalry she thought, nodding her head slowly. Then came the car thing. When Sam teased him about his car though, Carla felt terrible. "Sammy, don't" she said, using the name she did when she liked to tease Sam. He shouldn't be doing that. But she couldn't help but laugh a little, here the guy was, simply talking to her, and Sam was making sure he wasn't about to put the moves on her.
Carla grinned when Sam hugged her back. Sam hugs were the best hugs she thought. Sam was her world, she'd be nothing without him, of that she was sure.
"Well when I said he hadn't done anything, I meant he wasn't bullying me or hassling me or anything like that" she said softly, looking over at Bruce and giving him a shy smile. He was certainly very good looking, but she knew her hopes would be dashed of anything happening romantically, Sam would more than likely see to that.
Carla caught Bruce's wink when he spoke about his car, and she couldn't help but intervene there. "Well Mister, it wasn't your car which picked me up" she said to him, sticking her tongue out playfully.
However Carla's face fell slightly, when she heard Bruce say he had no intention of hooking up with her. It might have been nice she thought, but decided to brush it off and tease him instead. "Would have to catch me first anyway" knowing full well it would probably get Sam annoyed. She loved him dearly, but sometimes his over protective ways, could be just that, too over protective.
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Post by nortons99 on Oct 29, 2008 19:08:35 GMT -5
"Ah thats cool best sport going soccor is I am a striker myself get quite a few goals" he said grinning. He then wondered what position this Bruce guy played Sam was pretty sure that he would say his position was much better than Sam's and stuff like that. "So what position do you play then lad" he said quickly and sharply. Sam was actually thinking about starting up a team to play in sunday league matches against other teams and though Sam hated this guy quite a bit if he was good at soccor Sam would love to have him on the team.
"Well if this guy even thought of bullying or hassling you he would have me to answer to and believe me im not the best of guys to be around when i'm angry" he said looking at him trying to scare the lad. He said that he wasn't interested in his little sister but Sam couldn't believe that for one second she always had guys staring at her when Sam picked her up from school. He drove up in his car and gave them the evil look before driving off when he had picked up his sister.
Then when Carla said that this guy would have to catch her first before she would even think of going out with him. This didn't go down well at all with Sam as if this guy had some sort of super speed power she would be caught very easy. Sam was quite annoyed now but he was going to try and keep it in so he didn't explode and go mental at her.
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Post by bruceadams on Oct 30, 2008 0:48:52 GMT -5
"Yes, I agree, soccer is the best sport" He said, when Sam started asking him about the position he plays.
"Well, I used to play striker, but then, I worked out that, as a striker, I wasn't getting enough of the ball. I'm too fit to just be running around up the forward line, so, I dropped into the center midfield. I can move all around the field there, and I am getting a lot of play. I got selected for the state side recently, but, I couldn't risk, others seeing my, ability"
Bruce had said that he wasn't interested in hooking up with Sam's sister clearly for his benefit, but Carla seemed disappointed, she changed her tone, and tried to act like a tease.
"Carla, trust me, I could catch you, easy" He said, grinning. The grin faded as he saw the look on Sam's face. "Actually..." He said, deciding to get Sam a little angry. "How would you like to go on a date with me? Movies? Say, Friday night, after we finished up school?"
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Post by carla on Oct 30, 2008 1:43:14 GMT -5
Carla continued to be amazed at the rivalry between her brother and the boy who had started talking to her. She knew Sam was protective of her, but she often forgot just how much. Okay she was only sixteen, but at sixteen she deemed herself old enough to date guys. Sam would just have to get used to that.
Looking at Sam, with her Bambi eyes, "Well, I don't think you have to worry about me with Bruce, I don't see him being the type to hurt girls like that" she said, trying to defend Bruce, and looking at him, giving him a smile.
"Oh you could catch me easily could you?" she questioned Bruce, with a slight raised eyebrow, desperate to put him to that test, but figured in front of her brother Sam, this wouldn't be the smartest move.
Then he asked if she wanted to go to the movies with him on the Friday night. She so wanted to say yes, but she knew Sam would have a fit. She looked from Bruce to Sam, and then back to Bruce again. A small soft smile spreading across her face, "Sure Bruce, I'd love to go" she answered and then turned to look at Sam, with her usual Bambi eyes and pouted lips, "Don't say no, it's just a date, and if he does hurt me, then I give you the right to kick the shit out of him" she added, and turning back to look at Bruce and winking at him, only Bruce would see.
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Post by nortons99 on Oct 30, 2008 19:26:26 GMT -5
"Well I may have to get a game sorted out sometime with a bunch of people that would be pretty cool maybe my team against your own" Sam said grinning. The prospect of this match was making Sam want to make it happen even more. What a match it would be a good rivalry was between the two of them and really it would be good to see the two battle it out in a game of soccer. "I turned down the state side because I am too busy looking after this little bit of trouble" Sam said grinning as he was speaking about Carla.
"Oh yeah not interested in my little sister one bit are you, thats why you're asking her on a date" he said quite angry now. Why the hell did this guy say that he wasn't interested and then go back on what he had said. Sam knew straight off that this guy was interested in his little sister and there was no hiding from that and now he had arranged a date with her on a Friday at the movies.
"Right Carla missy, I want you to ring me as soon as this date has finished for me to pick you up and I am going to drive you to the date as well" he said. She was quite lucky that Sam was allowing her to go on this date because there was something about this guy that Sam just didn't like. "Oh and how I would love to kick the shit out of this guy if he treats you bad" he said grinning clicking his knuckles.
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Post by bruceadams on Oct 31, 2008 2:53:19 GMT -5
"Well, Sam, we will just have to see, which one of us is better, on the soccer field, then" He was considering this, the fun it would be to play good competition against Sam.
I wonder who Carla will cheer for?
Sam seemed to get angry when Bruce asked Carla out. Just the reaction he had been looking for.
"Carla, how old are you? Sixteen? Look, man, no offence, but sixteen is old enough to be able to go out with a guy without having your big brother phone calling you every five minutes. Give her a chance to relax, be around other people"
Bruce realized he had taken it too far, he had no right to question Sam's protectiveness of his little sister, but he wasn't going to admit it.
"Look man, she is gonna be wanting to date sooner or later. And, well, I can promise you that I will look after her"
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