Worst Birthday Ever.

I stared out of the window as we passed by trees and buildings. The further we drove away the more upset I got at the fact that I was literally being dragged away from my current life. Today was suppose to be special not horrible. 

I looked over at my mother who had her eyes focused on the road. Unlike me she seemd so calm about the current situation and had only said like seven words to me since we got in the truck. I was a nervous wreck and I could tell that she didn't want to upset me anymore than I already was.

 

Oh how rude of me...let me introduce myself before we go any further. My name is Kobi Lex and I am of course female. I just turned 15 today and I should be happy but today is in fact, THE. WORST. DAY. OF. MY. LIFE. Trust me I'm not being overdramatic.

It all started with my great, great, great grandmother on her 15th birthday when she got her powers. She was a telepath(reading minds, moving objects with your mind...the basics) like my father and I...

I knew that this day would come I was just trying not  face my dreaded reality so soon. I'm leaving behind friends and a great school all because I had to get these stupid powers. If you're wondering where my mother is taking me, I'm on my way to The Enchanted Academy for mythical and "special" creatures. There they help teenagers from the ages 15-18 harness, control, and master their powers.

My mom and I lived in the small town of Ruberstein and it had just been the two of us since dad passed away when I was 10. She owned a small bakery but everyone always came. She never wanted to let me go but if I didn't then my powers could be deadly and cause a lot of damage.

At my new "school"(that's hidden away in the forest by the way) I'll be studying and training with fellow telepaths, vampires, werewolves, faries, elves, people with super strength, the ability to fly and more.

When we pulled up to the Academy I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a huge ivory building covered in old vines and two huge doors for the entrance. My mom gave me a look that said, I'm sorry.

After I got my suitcase we both stood in front of the huge doors. It took everything in my power to not start crying at that instant. I pushed the doors open and walked in.

Let the journey begin...

 

 

The Arrival

 If my mother hadn't reminded me where I was I would've stayed frozen at the entrance. I looked around and reality hit me. This would be my new home for the next 10 months. I couldn't handle all of this.

"Hey mom." I called trying to hide my shaky voice in the process. She looked concerned.

"Yes honey?" She asked rubbing my head. 

I took a deep breath. "I'm gonna go to the restroom right quick. I'll be right back." I told her and she nodded understandingly.

She got in the sign-up line and I walked away looking for a nearby restroom. I was speed walking not watching where I was going. I felt like I was gonna throw up my lunch. 

I turned a corner quickly and bumped into a wall or so I thought...

"Hey watch where you're going!" I heard a deep voice say and I looked up to see a guy hovering over me. He looked pissed off. 

"Uh..." I trailed off unsure of what to do as I laid on the ground.

He rolled his eyes and offered me his hand. I hesitantly took it and he pulled me up. I dusted myself off and took a good look at him. He was about 7 inches taller than me and had olive-colored skin, messy jet black hair, and bright green eyes. As I scaned him from head to toe I almost forgot about my need to puke.

"BARF!" The next thing I knew my lunch splattered all over him. I just couldn't control it and after the fact I was completely mortified.

I quickly ran away not caring where I was going. I didn't even say sorry or look back.

Finally I came across the woman's restroom and let me tell ya. It was gorgeous for a public restroom. The floors were polished, there were at least 8 sinks on each side, and about 20 stalls with a lot of space.

After cleaning myself up, I dashed into the closest stall and put my back against the wall. I slid down until I was on the floor and just let it all out. This was just too much for me to handle. I sobbed for what felt like 30 minutes straight until I heard footsteps outside the stall.

"Hello? Is anybody in here?" I heard a voice ask. I tried the best I could to wipe away my tears before answering.

"Y-yeah." I replied with a failed attmept at a non-shaky voice.

"Are you okay?" The person was now right in fornt of the stall I was in and they sounded concerned.

"You sound like you've been crying." They said and by now I could obviously tell that it was a girl. 

I stood up on my short wobbly legs and slowly opened the stall. 

The girl was about really tall with tan skin and dark blue eyes. She had chesnut brown hair cut into a pixie cut. 

"Hi. I'm Samantha. But my friends call me Sam." She put on a faint smile and stuck her hand out for me to shake it. I hesitantly shook it and introduced myself.

"I'm Kobi." I said pursing my lips to the side.

"So do you want to tell me why you were crying or?... She trailed off. I didn't really feel like letting all of my emotions out. I wasn;t really good at it and I especially not with a complete stranger.

"First day jitters." I said trying to sound convincing. Her smile brightened.

"Oh really?" She asked retorically.

She started, "I get those all the time. I cried for three hours straight on my first day of first grade." She let out a small genuine laugh that could brighten anyone's mood.

"Yep. Tell me about it." I smiled feeling a little better.

"Come on let's go. Check in's almost over." She grabbed my hand and led me out.

As we headed back to the front I examined the schol. The halls were huge with high walls and beautiful decorations everywhere. I saw a lot of trophy and award cases and they all were from tournaments of some kind.

After about 5 minutes we were back at the entrance hall. I scanned the room and saw my mother waiting bythe door.

"I see my mom. I'm gonna go tell her where I've been so she won't freak." I told Sam and she just nodded.

"Hey mom." I spoke up startling her in the process. Before I could do anything else I was engulfed in a huge hug.

"I was worried sick. Where were you?" She asked sounding really upset. Not angry, just upset.

"It took a long time finding a restroom." I told half of the truth. Luckily she took it and no more questions were asked.

She had already checked me in and gave me my room key and schedule. I would have two roomates and weod be in room 835B on the 2nd floor. She stayed for about 15 more minutes and then we said our goodbyes. She had to get back to work Monday and I started my new school.

Of course I'd miss my old routines and my friends but I'd adjust...hopefully.

While I was away I had missed the annual welcome speech said by the headmaster but mom told me everything that I needed to know.

Just as I was about to go find my room I bumped into someone...again.

Luckily this time I didn't fall and looked up to see someone that I hoped I wouldn't see again so soon.

Room 835B

"Well if it isn't barf girl." The guy from earlier said crossing his arms with a glare. I gulped. I shouldn't be scared but he had this mysterious vibe coming from him that kept my mouth shut at one glance.

"Are you mute or something?" He asked raising a brow. I furrowd my eyebrows and stood up straight. Nobody insults me.

"No. As a matter of fact I'm not." I said with my normal voice raised a little. I thought I saw a look of shock on his face for a secong but it then went away.

"Wow. She speaks." He said in an overdramatic and surprised tone. I couldn't believe this guy.

"Look. I'm really sorry about earlier, I was just really nervous." I began.

"-but you don't have to be a dick about it." I said getting a little angry.

"Hmm. What a great apology." He said in the most sarcastic voice I have ever heard. i didn't need this.

"Look. I don't need this and I have to go find my room so Hasta la vista, baby." I saluted as I turned and walked away.

 

It didn't take me long to find my room.

As I was about to knock I stopped myself. 'Wait what am I doing? This is my room.' I opened the door and was surprised to see that my roomates weren't here yet. I unpacked and got myself situated. I didn't even realize how tired I was until I plopped down on my bed and laid there. I had chosen the bed closet to the window, even though it wasn't much of a view in the forest and all.

I had taken a 10 minute nap and by the time I woke up I heard laughing on the other side of the room. I fluttered my eyes open and saw two girls sitting on one of the beds talking about something and interrupting my nap.

"Oh you're awake!" 'That voice sounds familiar'  I thought and sat up to see Sam, the girl from earlier with another girl.

"Yeah. Unfortuantely." I yawned. I didn't mean to be rude but I'm pretty grumpy when I'm sleepy.

"Sorry. Did we wake you up?" They looked guilty as they should.

I gave a look that said, No s*** sherlock and watson.

"Yeah kind of." I said sheepishly walking over to them.

"Hi I'm Emmie. Nice to meet you." Emmie introduced herself with a smile and wave.

I just threw my head up slightly acknowledging her presense.

Yep, I'm a cranky one.

"So are you feeling better?" Sam asked me and it took me like 10 seconds to process what she was had asked. A strike of realization hit me.

"Yeah I'm fine." I lied not wanting to feel like I was being interrogated.

"That's good." I had almost forgot that Emmie was here until she spoke. Sam must've told her what happened. Yipee! First day and I've already got problems.

"Sit down. We can get to know eachother considering we'll probably be living together for the next 10 months.

I complied and sat down near the head of the bed.

Sam started, "Well as you both know my name is Samantha Peters or Sam. I'm 15 and moved to Manhattan to live with my aunt 6 months ago. That's when my powers turned on and here I am. She didn't want to enroll me late so we waited until this year rolled around. And I have super speed by the way." She finished off with a chuckle.

"My turn." Emmie shook the bed with her excitement.

"Well my name is Emmie Adams and I'm 15. I actually live here in Westerwood. My house is down the road from here. Um... I love the color blue and chocolate pie. I'm also a romantic and snore really loud. Oh and I'm a fairy!" She said so fast and showed her hyper side.

Well she's a fairy. That explains the puffy pink hair and huge bright green eyes. She was also really short and had a high pitched voice. I'm glad I brought my headphones.

"Well here I go." I took a deep breath. Sam and Emmie looked at me ecpectantly.

"My full name is Kobi Rose Lex, I'm 15 and used to live in Ruberstein with my mom. I love to read, eat, and sleep. I'm also a bit sarcastic and grumpy when I'm sleepy-

I shot them a look.

-I'm a telepath like my father was and I barfed all over someone today." I finished with a sigh.

"Cool, now that we're all-

Emmie didn't let Sam finish. "You what?!" She grabbed my shoulders and shook them. 

"Emmie!" I shouted and she let go.

"Sorry"

"But you just said that you threw up on someone-

"Barfed."

"Whatever. Anyways what?!" 

I rolled my eyes. "I was just nervous. I bumped into him and couldn't hold it anymore." 

"Wait him?" Sam joined in.

Oh Lord.

"Yes him."

"Was he by any chance really tall with olive skin, green eyes, and messy black hair. And with a touch of douchebag attitude?" She asked furrowing her eyebrows.

"Yes?"

They both gasped. 

"What?" I asked confused and a little uncomfortable.

"YOU THREW UP ON KAI MANSON?!" Emmie shouted in shock. I quickly covered her mouth.

"You good?" I asked and she nodded. I slowly removed my hands.

"Who is Kai Mason?" 

"The guy you barfed on. I saw him going into one of the Men's restrooms earlier with his clothes messed up. Did you have grits for breakfast?" Sam explained.

"Yeah. Country bacon and cheese." I smiled remembering my love for bacon and cheese.

"Guys, seriously?" Emmie tilted her head to the side.

"What?"

"You really don't know who he is do you?" 

"Uh no. That's why I look so clueless." I smirked my signature smirk.

"Oh boy."

"Kai Mason is the son of of George and Laura Mason." Emmie began.

"Of Mason Tech?" I asked actually paying attention.

"Yes. Now hush child." I rolled my eyes but let her continue.

"He's 16 and a training level above us. Everyone is pratically afraid of him because of his mysterious aura and all." A sigh.

"He mostly keeps to himself and only talks to like two guys. Nobody knows his deal or tries to get close to him. Oh and he's also a telepath."

"And how do you know all of this again?" Sam asked raising a brow. Emmie just rolled her eyes.

"I have my sources." 

The whole time Emmie was talking I wasn't really paying attention until that last part. "Oh and he's also a telepath'' My mouth was left a gape and I only got out of my shock when we heard a knock at the door.

"I'll get it." Said Sam walking over to open the door.

"Are you okay?" Emmie asked me looking concerned. I just nodded while pursing my lips. I had kept my feelings bottled up a lot today.

"Hi. I'm Lizzy and I'll be your supervisor for the next 10 months." A average sized girl with peach skin, gray eyes, and sandy blonde hair stood at the door with a smile plastered on her face.

"Um..." Sam gave us a look.

I stepped in.

"It's nice to meet you Lizzy-" 

"Call me Liz."

"Well ok Liz. I'm Kobi, this is Sam, and that's Emmie." I pointed to them as I spoke.

"Great to meet ya!" An overly excited Emmie nearly ripped Liz's arm off.

''Can I come in?" Liz asked cautiously after Emmie finally let go.

"Sure. Come on." We let her through.

Field Day

 It's been two weeks since I got here and it hasn't been as bad as I thought it'd be.

I made three new friends, Sam, Emmie, and Liz. We've gotten pretty close and are always together. Even though Liz was a training level above us she still made time to hang out with us. And you know what's really cool? She has mixed powers, which means that she has two. She's and elf and has super speed. The weirdest combination right?

The girls and I were now at lunch talking about random stuff. Today's menu consisted of Hot dogs and chips or Sloppy joe hamburgers. I chose Hot dogs.

"If oranges are called oranges, then why aren't apples called reds?" Emmie thought out loud and earned confused looks.

"Honey, I've told you a million times." Sam began.

"The person who came up with the name just wasn't creative enough." She finfished. Emmie nodded with an ok look on her face. Sam rolled her eyes.

"You know sometimes I wonder about you sweetheart." Liz said patting Emmie's head like she was a puppy. 

"Wonder what?" Was her response.

"I'm wondering why you haven't touched those chocolate-chip cookies yet. Hand em over." I held out my ahnd with a serious expression on my face. She was like whatever but gave them to me anyways. We all laughed.

It was like this everytime we were together. Emmie was your typical airhead always thinking randomly. But we wouldn't trade her for anything, she's the sweetest person ever. Sam was the bold and sassy one of the group. She was never afraid of a challenge and I admired that about her. And she'd do anything for her friends. Liz was the mother of the group and always looked out for us. She was a bit weird but that's what we love about her. Lastly there's me. I'm the youngest of the group but you wouldn't think that if you met me. I'm was always a bit sarcastic and introverted but wise beyond my years. I wasn't rude but I never took s*** from anyone. I was the glue of the group.

 

An hour later...

 

"Are you excited?" Emmie asked me jumping up and down. I gave her my most serious face.

"No." I put it bluntly.

"Come on. Not even a little?" She fake pouted pinching her fingers together while saying "a little"

"No."

"What's so bad about it?" Sam walked over to us from the other side of the room.

"Are you serious?" I asked shocked. Nothing could be worse than what was about to happen.

"Very." She smirked folding her arms. 

"ARE YOU READY FOR FIELD DAY?!" The next thing we knew Liz barged through our door like a crazy person.

"Not Kobi." Emmie pouted.

"What's up with you?" Liz asked me with a very serious demeanor. I couldn't help but laugh.

Everybody just silently judged me.

"Ok. So I can see that you're all upset for some reason unknown to me." I said like we were in a therapy session. 

"We are very serious and excited, so why're you being such a downer?!"

"Huh?!" Sam nudged me before I even opened my mouth.

"I just don't like anything sports or physically active related." I admitted and eyebrows were raised.

"Mmhm...I see." Liz started.

"You're trying to avoid Kai aren't you?" She asked expectantly.

"Ok you got me. I just don't want to kill the guy, you know?" I exaggerated hoping to be left alone so I could study and binge-watch "Sailor Moon".

"Nope, non, no way!" Sam began to pull me towards the closet.

"You're getting dresses. You are not gonna let a boy affect your grade. Cuz if ya didn't know already, Field Day is a grade!" She rampaged through the closet for outfits for us. 

"Sam's right Kobi." Emmie placed her hand on my shoulder.

"Here." Sam handed me my clothes. My eyes rolled as reflex, of course.

"Fine." I snatched the hanger and walked towards the bathroom. 

I turned to them before I closed the door.

"Losers." I smirked and got sarcastic laughs.

About 15 minutes later we were out on the virtual field in Mr. Rimpskie's Training class. You know all training had to be Virtual Reality since we were in the woods and all...and we couldn't let anyone see us.

"Alright everybody listen up!" Mr. Rimpskie's voice boomed over the area and almost gave me a heartache. 

"Welcome to the annual Field Day!" He continued.

"This year there will be four teams and it wan't be boys against girls this time either." Everybogy gasped except for the Levels 1 beginners for some reason. 

"So you chose a team captain, they come up here and chose a team name out of the bucket and strategixe for the obstacle course."

"Basically the usual." I heard Liz say under her breath.

"Alright here are the teams..." 

About 30 minutes later...

 

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I dedicate this book to my past self and for the drive that I developed for writing books and short stories. Thank you 13 year old me for getting that idea in your head. Also I admire all of my favorite authors and want to write as well as them one day.