Well, I’m not sure what I think of that. John didn’t even know my name, really. He knew it started with an A, but would have guessed Alison. So when I said my name was Alyssa, he was confused. But the conversation went well, it was pretty fun.
We talked about my powers, and he asked what kind I had. I’m not really sure if it was a smart idea or not, but I did tell him all of them. I feel like it’s a good idea to be honest, and I wasn’t about to lie and say that I don’t have powers. I think it’s pretty obvious to the entire school that I do. I’m trying to make friends (and hopefully get a boyfriend, as well).
Oh, by the way, tomorrow is apparently the day that the school is going to have the sixth graders cooking for the eighth graders day. It’s going to be interesting. I’m a little bit worried about how it’s going to go because there are a lot more eighth graders than there are sixth graders, so we’re going to have a lot of cooking to do.
It’ll be just my luck that we’ll set the school kitchens on fire.
Thursday
Dear Diary,
A lot happened on Tuesday, and yesterday. So I only just got the chance to write now. I didn’t go to school yesterday or today. Remember what I said about my bad luck? Well, I’m wondering if I might have future-telling powers, because that couldn’t have been truer.
As we were cooking lunch for the eighth graders on Tuesday, one of the members of the chicken cooking group was pouring oil, and he spilled it onto the burner! Can you guess what his first reaction was?
He poured water onto the fire.
The teacher told us at least forty times that grease fires can’t be put out with water. By that point, there was smoke everywhere and the fire was spreading quickly. I was the only one who could really see what was going on, and move quickly enough, so I started carrying people out. The teachers helped get other kids out too.
One of the teachers that were watching over us while we were cooking grabbed a fire extinguisher, but it didn’t work. Once all of the people were out of the kitchen, and the rest of the school was being cleared, I used my super speed to try and find another fire extinguisher.
I did find one, not far from the kitchens, in the cafeteria. It put out the fire eventually. The school will probably have to replace the entire kitchen. There were only two people hurt, other than the teachers who have a few small burns.
The two people hurt are me and the kid who started the fire. Neither of us are burnt that badly. He got his arms burned up from pouring water into the fire to try and put it out, and some burns on his face. They still have him in the hospital. But he’s awake enough to be joking around and crying and saying that he’s sorry a million times over, all at the same time.
I only got a few burns on my hands, and cut myself on some glass trying to get the fire extinguisher. They made me stay in the hospital overnight on Tuesday, and most of the day yesterday, because of breathing in so much smoke, but I’m okay really. Already the cuts and stuff are starting to heal up pretty good. It’s not nearly as bad as I thought it would be.
I’m glad that I got to show that I use my super powers for good things, instead of hurting people, because now a lot of people want to be my friends. Actually, I’m kind of glad that I had to stay in the hospital so long, because people knew where to find me. Everyone was bringing me cards and flowers, and just stopping by to say thank you, like I’d saved their lives or something.
They think I saved their lives, but I really just saved their school. They could have just walked out of the building—now they have to keep going to classes. I’m not going to point out the difference though; otherwise I’ll never make any friends, hahaha.
Monday
Dear Diary,
So, I apparently slept through most of the weekend. Grandma says that all of the stress from everything, plus the overload from school, must have made me really tired. I only woke up to eat, drink, and talk to her every now and then. I feel a lot better though, since I rested.
School today was weird. I didn’t have to come—the principal actually called and told me that I didn’t have to come to school today if I didn’t want to.
Today though, they had an assembly in the gym. It started off a lecture on fire safety. They made it fun for everyone by actually setting this big thing on fire, so the firemen could demonstrate how you actually use the fire extinguisher (parents have been calling in ever since the fire, worried because their kids don’t know how to use them).
After they got through that part, the principal himself got up and gave a great big long speech about how important it is to stick together and include fellow students and make them feel like they belong. Apparently, he found out about how everyone was treating me for having super powers. Then, he made me come down from my seat at the very top of the bleachers in the back and shook my hand to tell me thank you himself for all of my services to the school.
I found out that I’m going to get an award later on, but they’re having it made, so they weren’t ready to give it to me just yet. I think it’s kind of funny, really. But wouldn’t anyone have done that? I guess that I would give them the award too, if someone else did it for me.
But it’s kind of embarrassing to get up in front of everyone and shake the principal’s hand, and take an award.
Tuesday
Dear Diary,
All kinds of people are trying to be friends with me now, and asking me for my phone number; especially guys. It’s kind of nice, but it’s weirder than anything.
I don’t give them my number though, because I like my privacy. I still like John. He and I are talking more now, and I think that he likes me more than just because I stopped a fire from burning down the school. He likes it when I turn invisible and sneak up on him.
I’m not sure what I’m going to do with all of the friends. I mean, I don’t want a bunch of fake friends, but for now, I’m keeping all of them, and getting to know them all, so that I can see who they really are. And even though I feel guilty about it, I’m reading their minds from time to time, to check and make sure that they’re not lying to me. I really don’t want to have a bunch of friends who are only talking to me because they think that I’m cool for having super powers.
It only just occurred to me now, but they could also be trying to become friends with me because they’re afraid of me. I don’t want that either. I really am just like every other girl out there. Except, I’m sort of different; that’s not my fault.
I’m so tired of having to deal with all of these things. Does it ever get any easier for anyone? And is it this hard for people who don’t have super powers and save a school from burning down?
Thursday
Dear Diary,
I stayed home from school yesterday, and again today. I’m so sick right now, it’s not even funny. I can’t believe it! I can’t stop coughing, and my eyes are red, I woke up last night shaking and running a really high fever. At least I get to stay home from school and sleep, it’s nice.
Right now, my kitten is sleeping on the pillow next to me. She’s growing up a lot, and she’s probably twice the size of when we got her. I’m glad I got her. I don’t like to be alone when I’m sick, and right now, she’s all the company that I need.
It helps to be able to read thoughts, because it’s almost like having a person with me. It’s more than just having an animal next to me, at least. Also, being sick and having super powers that let you move things with your mind is a lot easier than being sick without that, I imagine. Now I don’t have to call my grandmother for everything I need, I can get it myself without getting out of bed.
Monday
Dear Diary,
I’m almost out of pages in this diary, but I have something scary to tell you. I just came home from school, before first period even started.
When I came into school, there was a note shoved int
o the slits in my locker. I opened it up, and it said: “You’re not the only one who can do the things you do.. Watch out.”
I’m pretty sure that’s a threat, and the school principal thinks so too. I’m not sure what to do, but they sent me home, and they said the police will be coming to ask me some questions later on today, when my grandma comes home from work!
I’m really scared right now. Why couldn’t I have strength, or invincibility or something? I will say, right now, I’m invisible. I’m sad that I can’t turn YoYo invisible too.
To be continued….
AUTHOR’S NOTE:
If you girls enjoyed this story, please take a look at these other books! Some are written by me, some by my girlfriends! They are all about Middle School, and will help you with everything!
How to Survive Middle School for Girls: Special Edition
By Claudia Lamadre: Everything you must know about Middle school survival!
Link: http://www.amazon.com/Survive-Middle-School-Girls-ebook/dp/B00BRCC86E/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1372380809&sr=1-2&keywords=how+to+survive+middle+school
Diary of an Almost Cool Girl:
A great tale of a fellow middle school girl and her troubles at a new school!
Link: http://www.amazon.com/Diary-Almost-Cool-Girl-ebook/dp/B00B2JRACO/ref=pd_sim_kstore_6
Middle School Crushes: A middle school love story!
Link: http://www.amazon.com/Middle-School-Crushes-ebook/dp/B0055T47LY/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1372381316&sr=1-1&keywords=middle+school+crushes
How to Survive Middle School for Girls: Part 2: The ultimate guide you must need to get through middle school! Covers bullies, boyfriends, etc.
Link: http://www.amazon.com/Survive-Middle-School-Girls-ebook/dp/B00D6MH47G/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1372394000&sr=1-2&keywords=how+to+survive+middle+school+for+girls
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