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Her face contorted with rage and her mouth hung disbelievingly, “You... read... my... diary?! You shithead! How COULD you?!”

He shook his head, “No, I'm serious. I can do it. Ask me again.”

She held his gaze, not really believing but thinking about his words just the same.

Ask me anything,” he prompted.

She sighed heavily and raised her face to the ceiling – but closed her eyes, “Okay. What –?”

Lime green with a purple stripe.”

Kelly wadded her hands into fists at her side and stomped her foot, “You don't even know what I was going to ask!”

You were going to ask what color bra your friend Lyssa wore to school yesterday.”

Kelly was so mad at her brother that she was ready to argue anything that came out of his mouth. She leaned in close to him and stabbed an accusatory finger into his chest, “I was NOT!”

But then, when she thought about, that was exactly what was in her mind. How did John answer her question before she even knew what the question was? That was weird, and she crossed her arms at her chest dubiously, “How the hell did you do that?”

John looked around secretively and shook his head, “I dunno. It just seemed to happen overnight. I don't know how and I don't know why; I can't figure it out.”

She scrunched up her face, unsure if this was some complex gag of her brother's doing and she was about to be the butt of yet another of his pranks, “Soooooo, you can read my thoughts.”

John nodded, “Seems like it, yeah.”

Seriously?”

It's not a joke, Kelly.”

She bristled at his apparent knowledge of her latest train of thought, but didn't mention it. Instead queried, “So, what happens? Have you always been able to do this but you just figured it out today, or what?”

I think it just started today.”

Okaaaaaaay. What's it like?”

It's like a radio in my head that's playing about a thousand songs at the same time. All day today it was as if I was getting bombarded with wave after wave of conversation that was definitely NOT meant for me. There's no filter and no ON/OFF switch. I've spent all day listening to people bitch internally and I gotta tell ya Kelly, I can't take it. I'm gonna go nuts!”

She scrunched up her face and said, “Well, that sucks.”

Now, if I focus, I can kind of block out a lot of the other stuff and just concentrate on one person at a time.”

But what I wanna know is: can you block it?”

I dunno. I can try.”

Do that,” she said, calmly, reassuringly, then added, “because if I feel you've been snooping around in my head, I swear I will kick you in the nuts as hard as I can!”

 

 

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Instead of giving you 3 plot options, I believe there are three distinct ways this story could go, thematically-speaking. So I am instead giving you 3 GENRE choices.

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