Maybe...

Stephen greeted me in drama, and told me that the rumor around school was that I was blind but could kick ass. I smile and tell him what happened. The teacher Miss. Algonstina is going to get us to do the play called Macbeth. It's by william shakespear and she told us it would be a good play to show. Gosh, I was just going to do backstage stuff cause I can't read anymore. I put my hand up. "Yes, Mist?" asks the teacher. "I can be one of the witches" I say. I had already read the play and knew it by heart. "Um...I don't think that's such a good idea, we already have all of the characters" she sais. "O-k then, but if you just don't think i can do it, just say it out lowed" I say. She gulps and goes on with what she was taking about. Stephen sighs and turns to me. "You shouldn't do that to her" he sais. "Why?" I ask. "She's scared of you" he sais. I shake my head and listen to what she was talking about. "You know, I think almost everyone knows your an assassin." he sais. "Not anymore, I'm against the boss, now" I say. I hear him gasp. "But...he's too strong!" he sais. "My blindness may make me unable to see but because I have enhanced senses it gives me the advantage" I say to him. He turns and swirls his hand in the air. "Ok, we're going to do a test. If you can guess what figure I'm making, you win, ok?" he asks, I nod and focus. He makes a swirly pattern. It was a...heart! "Heart" I say. He makes another I know it's a triangle. "Triangle" I say. Then he makes the last, it was definatly an octagon. "Octagone, did I win?" I ask. "Yes" he sais. "All you have to do is nod you know" I say. He laughs shakily and nods...

 

I walk down the winding path concentrating on putting my footsteps in the right place. It's harder than you'd think. I hear a scream from behind me and something comes flying through the air, I duck to the right and look around. Someone was coming at me. Ah god! I couldn't go against an experienced assassin. Then I heard the gang off people cheering my name. Something fly's through the air again, but instead of ducking I catch it. As I thought it was a peice of wood. The assassin get's closer. I hear the slow slice of a very sharp sword being drawn. The crowd gasps then cheers for me again. The sword comes down on me but I block it just in time. I feel click of the metal against wood. I grind my teeth in concentration and swing the stick it connects with metal.  The assassin must have nerve to come out journ the day and try to kill a highschool girl. But then I hear the whir of something that isn't human. Oh not another mutation! The crowd runs when they probably see the horrible thing coming at me. Well, thanks alot guys, very loyal fans! I want to spit and growl and kick this mutation ass. Then something happens, it's like a whirlwind sweeps me up and I can hear everything, sense everything, smell everything. This was better than seeing. I sense the aura of the monster he's angry that something was glowing. He didn't like lite. Then I felt myself draw in breath. His anger to light was directed to me. I was glowing I just couldn't see it. But i have no time to freak out, I jump into the air swing the stick down and hear a thud as it connects with the beast head. I hear it fall to the ground with a thump and I land gracefuly on my feet. I swing my stick and strap it to my belt. This stick will now be my weapon. I walk past all the crowd, their chanting my name and whistling. Some of the boy's are even hooting. I ignore them and walk down the street. The thing had left after I had killed the monster. I was still good at hearing and sense but it wasn't the same. What I had felt was magnificent. I hear footsteps pounding toward me. Stephen. I spin around and face him. He wacks into me and he falls down. I barely move my body has so many muscles. I can absorb the shock and propell it to someone else. "I'll go bowling with you, just leave me alone right now" I say, he loves bowling, but i hate it. It's too easy. "Tempting, but no" he sais. I growl a warning that I'm not in the mood. "I think you need a friend, not fans. A real friend" he sais. I smile at where I think his head is and spin around I run down the block to my house.  I get in and lock the door. He bangs on it but I don't unlock it. He finally gives up. "Bye" he sais.

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