Chapter #15: First day of High School
August 23rd, 2027-CE
Each of the freshmen were assigned a senior to escort them through the first day of school. They made sure that they knew where the freshmen lockers were and familiar with where the important facilities were. They were also there to make sure they could navigate the halls to make sure they could get to their classes. Lone Wolfe was surprised who his senior advisor was today. Her black silky hair and silver eyes made for an easily recognizable combination, “Hey Lone Wolfe, I will be the one showing you the ropes today.”
Curtis’s jaw dropped and Jena seemed surprised as well. Curtis glanced at him and asked, “How do you now her? How are you always so lucky?”
“I would like to know the answer to this question as well,” Jena nodded in response.
“Oh that’s an easy answer,” Robin stated in response, “Remember the picture that got you so bent out of shape, Jena. That was from her birthday party.”
“That was a cute picture,” Angela nodded.
“How many people were at this party?” Curtis questioned in response.
“Why bring it up now?” Lone Wolfe questioned, “You did such a good job of leaving it alone until now.”
“Just answer the question,” Curtis stammered.
“I don’t see how the answer will change anything,” Lone Wolfe replied.
“There was me, Lone Wolfe, Robin and Scarlet,” Angela answered, “About all I could stand for guests.”
“That sounds more like a small get together,” Jena commented in response.
The other senior advisors started to show up. Angela held out her hand, “If you want to hand me your packet, we will find your locker then find your first class.”
Lone Wolfe handed her his packet of information. She spotted his locker information right away and led him down the hall to the freshman locker hall. As they broke away from the main group Lone Wolfe glanced to her and said, “Isn’t it something that you and I are assigned to each other today. It is nice to have someone I know as an advisor.”
“More design than luck. They handed out the list of freshmen to us seniors Friday when we got in early and asked us if we knew anyone on the list. Scarlet told me your real name so I spotted it right away. There were a few other people on the list that knew some freshmen and some siblings on the list too. They just make sure that if seniors know incoming freshmen that we are the ones assigned to them,” Angela stated as they walked to his locker, “Do you need help with your combination?”
Lone Wolfe shook his head and dialed in the combination. He opened it up and was surprised to find it clean. He started to unpack his locker, “Still, it is an honor to have you as my advisor. You could have stayed quiet.”
Angela shrugged as Lone Wolfe started to pack his items into the locker, “You may not want to pack anything you will want to take home this weekend. There is usually some sort of senior prank that locks the lockers at the end of the first week.”
“Thanks for that,” Lone Wolfe stated as he took his cell phone out of his pack and shoved it into his pocket.
“Put your cell phone on silent,” Angela stated, “Even on vibrate, a teacher will hear it an confiscate it. So, either turn it off or completely silence it.”
Lone Wolfe nodded and took the phone out of his pocket. He unlocked it and silenced it all the way before turning the screen off and putting it back in his pocket, “You are very helpful. I am in your debt. How can I repay you?”
Angela gave him a smile, “Don’t worry about it. Just friendly advice from one friend to another.”
Lone Wolfe smiled, “I wasn’t sure you wanted someone like me to be your friend.”
“I was friends with your mother,” Angela stated in response, “Makes sense that I would be friends with you.”
“Thank you,” Lone Wolfe replied.
* * *
Their first day went as much as can be expected. The first few classes were spent with introductions to their fellow classmates, book assignments and syllabus handouts for the semester. After that was lunch then more classes. After the laid back summer, it was grueling to get back into the swing of a regimented school life.
Since none of them lived that far from each other, the five of the freshmen decided to walk home together. Jena was the first to break the silence as they split away from the rest of the groups, “I noticed something this morning. You didn’t seem jealous o Angela. Want to tell me why?”
“Lone Wolfe is not her type,” She answered, “I know I don’t have to worry about them. They are okay.”
“How do you know that she isn’t your type?” Jena questioned in response.
“How about you ask Angela that yourself?” Robin stated in response, “You might find out a little more about yourself than you figured.”
“Did anyone notice her eyes?” Curtis questioned, “I never seen anyone with gray eyes before?”
“That is the same thing you said about me,” Lone Wolfe stated in response, “But you never mentioned Robin’s eyes or Ray’s eyes.”
“They are kind of like your eyes,” Curtis mentioned.
“Are you colorblind or stupid?” Robin hissed, “Our eyes are different.”
“They are kind of orange,” Jena replied.
“Same question to you,” Robin huffed.
“They are amber colored,” Lone Wolfe stated, “I would think that if something went a little different with my genetics that I would have the same eyes.”
“Well, something did go different with your genetics,” Jena stated, “Your mother’s eyes are green. Everyone on her side of the family have green eyes. You are the only one with gold eyes. I wonder, sometimes, how you would have looked with green eyes.”
“A little more like you,” Curtis stated.
“Just a little fatter,” Ray mentioned.
“Hey jackass, that’s my boyfriend!” Robin exclaimed.
“So, is that all you know about her?” Jena questioned, “Or do you know more about her than just that? Don’t mention her cup size either, you heathen!”
“Her favorite color is black,” Lone Wolfe stated.
“Thanks, captain obvious,” Jena replied, “I couldn’t tell from her clothes or her accessories.”
“Their birthday is on 12/21,” Lone Wolfe added.
“Well, you would be in trouble if you didn’t know when her birthday was,” Jena replied.
“She likes anime,” Lone Wolfe continued.
“A common interest,” Curtis mentioned.
“Have to have common ground somewhere,” Jena replied, “Can’t carry a relationship on chemistry alone.”
“She loves two different types of flowers that are very hard to get here. A Turkish rose and Egyptian blue lotus,” Lone Wolfe replied.
They waited for a response from Jena but that seemed to shock her. It wasn’t something that she wanted to admit but he did take time to get to know her. It wasn’t just about making out. Instead, it was Curtis that had a question, “How about flowers that you can get here? Something that wouldn’t take a lot of money to get your hands on?”
“White roses, Blue roses, and orchids,” Lone Wolfe answered.
Curtis shrugged, “Well, that’s all I got for them. He seems to be into her in more than just her body.”
“I can’t believe you, Curtis,” Jena sighed, “There is much more than that. What’s her favorite movie? Favorite foods? Books? That’s just tip of the iceberg!”
“I wasn’t aware this was an interrogation but alright,” Lone Wolfe replied, “Her favorite movies are any sort of decently produced science fiction and fantasy movies especially if they have some sort of spirituality or magic in it, She likes Italian food, She loves the dragon riders series of books. Her favorite desert is pistachio ice cream. She doesn’t like camping all that much but I might see if I can bring her out of that phase. She plays video games a lot but is not an avid MMORPG player. She is opinionated and likes to paint a pretty picture of everything with her words.”
Jena dropped her jaw, “Would you like some soda with that shoe leather?” Robin replied with a smile.
“Okay little miss Prissy,” Jena stated as she crossed her arms, “Let’s see how well you know Lone Wolfe. What’s his favorite color?”
“Black,” Robin said with a smile.
“Wrong, it’s red,” Jena replied with a smile.
“Actually, Robin is right,” Lone Wolfe replied.
“You’re just siding with her for nookie rights!” Jena hissed.
“Hey, that’s my sister!” Ray growled.
“You seem to be stuck in a loop, dude,” Curtis commented.
Jena sighed, “Very well, next question; favorite movie?”
“Push,” Robin replied, “A world where psychics romp more out in the open and fear more of the government than normal people.”
“Favorite food?” Jena asked next.
“A recent discovery: spicy tuna tempura,” Robin answered.
“What?” Jena asked,
“We had a date at the sushi shop a couple weeks ago,” Lone Wolfe stated in response, “It was very delicious.”
“Okay, favorite book?” She asked next.
“Dune,” Robin sighed.
“Favorite desert?” Jena asked.
“Cheese cake,” Robin stated.
“Seems like they know a lot about each other in such a short time,” Curtis nodded, “Including some things that you don’t know, Jena.”
“Clearly,” Jena replied, “It seems like you have changed a little bit too, Lone Wolfe. You had a fantastic summer despite the awful start. Has she taught you how to do anything useful with your empathic abilities? She should be able to do that considering that her and I have the same raw talent.”
“How does she know that?” Robin questioned.
“The ability to sense other people’s abilities extends beyond me and Scarlet who taught me to do that. Jena is able to do that on her natural talent and skills alone. If we can let this little rivalry die then we call can learn from each other including the ability to sense other people’s abilities,” Lone Wolfe suggested, “To answer your question Jena; she doesn’t know what to do with my damaged impure abilities. She hasn’t taught me anything about them.”
“Such a shame,” Jena stated in response, “Even if you don’t have true abilities it would be better than nothing to figure out what you can do and develop those to the fullest. Maybe you cannot heal or harm anyone and maybe you have to actually touch someone in order to do it but that is better than nothing. You can already sense the emotions of other people and you have the ability to block empathic projections of other empaths. That means you can develop that aspect of your abilities further. It is such a waste to keep you where you are just because your abilities are not what they could have been.”
“Where was that attitude when I asked you to train me to use my telepathy?” Curtis growled in response.
“Considering how you would use your telepathy if given the chance, I wouldn’t trust you to use it. You don’t have a control problem otherwise Scarlet or Lone Wolfe would have helped you out by now. You want to be able to use your abilities which Lone Wolfe cannot help you with very well since he was taught to use his abilities with other telepaths. You can’t use it with normal people very well without someone to teach you.”
“What was it you said when I asked you what you would use it for?” Lone Wolfe asked.
“I said I would go snooping around,” Curtis admitted.
“Which is why the teacher almost killed me was because of my out of control powers doing the same thing,” Lone Wolfe replied, “If I asked you today if you would do the same thing do you think you would have the power to block me or any one else standing here from probing your mind for the real answer?”
“Well, that’s not very fair,” Curtis answered.
“That’s the point,” Jena replied.
“Who says it is such a bad idea to snoop if they don’t have a good thought for you in their mind,” Robin added, “If it is good thoughts then I would just leave them alone afterward.”
“There’s something wrong about that,” Jena replied, “If they give me a reason to doubt that what they say or their actions aren’t for good intentions then all bets are off but there are no good reasons to go snooping just because.”
“I have to agree with Jena on this one,” Lone Wolfe replied, “If they give me a reason not to trust them then I will read their mind but aside from that it is against the rules to go snooping through their personal thoughts. That’s like going through their diary!” Ray blushed at that moment.
Curtis glanced to Ray that had to weigh in on the conversation, “What do you think about this Ray?”
“Well,” Ray seemed flummoxed by the recent conversation, “I guess, now that it was mentioned, that going through people’s minds would be like going through their diaries. Maybe we should think twice before doing it.”
“Maybe,” Robin stated, “Wait, you got stuck on Diary. Have you been reading my journal?”
“There it is,” Jena smirked, “That is exactly what invading someone’s privacy feels like.”
“I can’t believe you Ray!” Robin replied, ignoring Jena, “Just ask me and I will tell you! You know that!”
“I want to make sure you and Lone Wolfe weren’t doing anything you weren’t supposed to. Turns out, he is a gentleman.” Ray replied, “I didn’t think I could trust you for a straight answer.”
“You could have asked for a serious answer and I would have told you,” She replied.
“Yeah, the question would go something like this; ‘Robin, are you and your boyfriend having sex?’ how would you respond to that and expect me to believe you?” He commented in response.
“There’s just no reasoning with some people,” Curtis shrugged.
“Have I lied to you before?” Robin questioned in response.
“I guess not but this would be different,” Ray stated.
She crossed her arms, “So, what you are actually saying is if you were to get yourself a girlfriend, you would lie to me if you had sex with her and I asked you.” She glanced back to Jena, “I changed my mind Jena, I may not like you that much but apparently I cannot trust him with anyone I know personally.”
The remark caught Jena off guard, “thanks, I guess?”
“Well I have to part ways now, best of luck on that argument,” Lone Wolfe stated in response.
* * *
Lone Wolfe was getting ready for bed. He was unsure of putting his phone on the charging cradle because usually the moment he did, she would send him a text message and he would just have to grab it off of the charger anyway. As luck were to have it, his phone vibrated twice. He glanced at the phone two text messages? What is she sending this time? He opened the first one, “Ray’s blunder gave me an idea, details in picture.”
He downloaded the picture, “Feel free to read my journal if you dare.” Was the message attached to the picture of her. She held her journal open against her topless figure. It covered everything it needed to but the hint was clear.
Lone Wolfe sighed. He typed, “I love you, good night, sweet dreams.”
She sent back a message, “the first time you say I love you to someone you should say it face to face!”
He quickly texted back, “I’m sorry, my first time doing this. Do you want me to take it back?”
He could almost feel her sigh as she responded back to him, “No, it’s fine. I love you too. Good night. Sweet dreams.”
He put the phone up on the charging deck cradle and was just about asleep when he heard the screen to his outer window come off. A moment later the window slid open. Lone Wolfe sat up at the same moment Jena poked her head through the window. She had been doing this for a couple of years now. How moments like this manage to not make it through the communion with Robin I don’t know. Maybe they do and that is why Robin hates Jena so much. Jena pulled herself onto his bed and closed the window without so much trouble. She sat down on the bed and he smiled, “I would ask what makes you darken my doorstep at this time of night but that’s not really a door step. What makes you darken my window?”
“The real question you should ask yourself is how I manage to get out of my window considering I live on the second story of the house,” Jena answered with a slight smile.
“I have never been to your house so I didn’t know about that obstacle,” Lone Wolfe replied, “But considering it was you it is probably a little bit of planning with a ladder and maybe a good explanation if you get caught.”
“Close,” Jena nodded, “There is a lattice outside my window. I am sure that my father will probably take it down if he finds out I’m sneaking out some nights to see a boy.”
“So that’s why there is no pattern to your visits,” Lone Wolfe nodded.
“Well, there would be no point for if we had the same parents like real siblings,” Jena replied.
“True,” Lone Wolfe replied, “Would be kind of nice if there was some way of getting one of us adopted into the other household without the other losing their parent or parents that would be nice. Still doesn’t answer my question, what brings you here?”
“Well,” She laid down next to him but didn’t cuddle up next to him like Robin would have. She reached out with her foot and gently nudged the window shut, “I was thinking we can try that bond.”
“The communion?” Lone Wolfe questioned in response, “You do know that takes hours, right?”
“As long as I am out of here before the morning and back to my house before I have to get up it will be fine,” Jena replied.
“Don’t you think we should do this on a Friday when you don’t have to worry about being up on time for school? I mean, if I don’t get up until the morning then I will be fine but you will have to be up and hike in the middle of the night for a while before you get back to the house and back into your bed and back to sleep. You will be dead on your feet tomorrow.” Lone Wolfe argued.
“Do you not want to have a communion with me?” Jena questioned in response.
Lone Wolfe shook his head, “I do. I just don’t want to see you dead on your feet tomorrow. It will be my fault if you did that. If mom was still alive I might be able to get something across to her and maybe let you stay the night but my dad will castrate me for just having you in the room.”
“I appreciate you thinking about me but I am already here. If you want the communion then now is your shot,” Jena replied.
Lone Wolfe nodded, “I would like a communion with you.”
He laid down and gazed at Jena. With his telepathy, he reached for the light he saw within her and was drawn in. The communion happened a lot faster than it happened with Robin or Scarlet. Jena did seem to have a handle on this as she sounded like she found time to do it with a few people more. It still surprised him.
His memories, the ones he managed to keep of Relena, Scarlet, and Robin flew into her pretty quickly; from his point of view. Each one seemed to get a commentary from Jena as they came by. Jena’s commentary seemed to be focused mainly on how they initiated the communions. With Scarlet’s two communions, she called the initiations pedestrian. With Relena’s communion, she said it was pretty standard and common despite all of the sneaking around they had to do in order to perform the communion. She called Robin’s insistence on physical contact disgusting.
After his memories were done with the transfer, it was her chance for the transfer. It was at this point that he realized what felt different about memories that he received from Jena normally and memories he received through the communion. He had seen some of these memories before but this was the first time he got to live those memories.
After her own memories were done playing out came the memories and thoughts of the others she had communions with in the past. They each had fascinating data about the world of psychics. The first thing he learned surprised him. He knew psychics were rare but he didn’t have an idea as to how rare.
Psychics occur commonly in families which is why they felt common to Lone Wolfe. In reality, the amount of families was rare. The amount of psychics knowns in the world equated to about one in two-hundred. What seemed to throw off the number was their predilection to congregate in larger cities. Smaller towns tended to only have a handful of psychics while larger cities have more.
Telepaths were the most common of the psychics and clairvoyants were the rarest. Of the people that she had contact with, several had theories about dividing the abilities into evolutionary traits and recessive traits. They all agreed that telepathy was an evolutionary trait which was the reason why there were so many of them around. They also represented communication which was an evolutionary trait of humanity as well.
Empathy was a hard one to nail down because they could fall into both categories. They felt stronger emotions than normal humans and felt the emotions of others around them as well. Some of the ones she was with also knew about empathic bonds and thought that such a deep bond was a recessive trait.
Psychokinesis and telekinesis seemed to be recessive traits. Those abilities were exceedingly rare and their use tied to the emotional state of the user. The use of the abilities was not restricted to emotions with the other abilities. With each generation, there seemed to be less and less of them.
Clairvoyance proved to be a problem. The amount of people left with the abilities lent itself to the belief that it was a recessive trait. There were only a few families left with the trait. However, in today’s age with forecasting and data analysis, the people that possessed the abilities were exceedingly useful. They were surprised that genetics had not yet caught up with their reality.
With the information Jena had, she had her own opinion as to which was evolutionary and which was recessive. Three of the abilities had their own twist that allowed them to interact with another person, psychic or human, that the clear recessive traits did not have. Telepaths had their communions. Empaths had the deep emotional empathic bond, and Clairvoyants had the perfect moment.”
Lone Wolfe shot up in the bed, “Perfect moment?” He had never heard of the term used by that before. He glanced back to the clock. Several hours had passed since the communion started. Since he was able to wake up, it was clear the communion was over.
Jena was asleep next to him on the other side of the bed. I don’t want to wake her up, she looks so peaceful but we are both dead if she doesn’t make it home without getting caught! I don’t want to wake you up… Lone Wolfe thought to himself. He gently nudged her shoulder to rouse her.
Her green eyes opened up and glanced at him, “Good morning.” She yawned.
“Yeah, if you don’t go home now then you will be dead to the world tomorrow,” Lone Wolfe replied, “I would rather you stay here and sleep but we would be grounded for the rest of our lives if that happened.”
Jena broke her gaze with him, “So you don’t want to talk about the communion then?”
Lone Wolfe laid down next to her. It was an interesting question. Something that had not been asked to him before. It made sense to talk about it and digest it. It might be why she was able to retain more of what she wanted from the communion than he was, “I do. That was something I had not done before.”
Jena nodded, “I could tell. If you try to process it all yourself then you will end up losing a lot more than you would if you tried to talk about it.”
“I would love nothing more than that,” Lone Wolfe replied, “But it doesn’t change the fact you have to get back to your house and get some more sleep before school. I don’t want to you wearing yourself out. We can do this again sometime, properly.”
Jena sat up slowly, “Okay, under one condition; I know you have a question. You have to ask me about it before I go.”
“You learned that clairvoyants have something special they can do with each other just like telepaths can. Whoever you learned it from called it a perfect moment. What is it and how does it work?” Lone Wolfe asked.
Jena smiled, “I thought you would ask about that. I am glad that came through the communion. You already know part of it. You used it when you were fighting the delinquents the day you met Robin and Ray.”
Lone Wolfe blushed, “You saw that.”
Jena nodded, “I did. A perfect moment is like a dance between two clairvoyants. One person trying to lead without leading and the other one trying to follow without following. You use your pre cognitive powers. Somewhere along the way, something clicks and time seems to come to a complete stop. No one has ever seen it so it is kind of hard to explain.”
Lone Wolfe nodded, “So I will have to find another clairvoyant to do this with? Will be hard to find one of the same level as me. I am not sure there is one out side of the family.”
“Never said this one was tied to your power,” Jena stated as she headed to the window. She opened it and turned back to him, “Empath’s don’t need another empath for the bond. For clairvoyants, it might just be skill. If that is the case you already know another clairvoyant to have a perfect moment with.”
He laid down as she slipped out of the window. She shut it behind her as she slipped out and replaced the screen a few minutes later. Lone Wolfe laid down on the bed and thought for a moment. Angela was a clairvoyant. He could sense her raw power was not as potent as his or any members of his family. It made him wonder if she was from a different family of psychics or maybe an older split off of the same family. If the former were true then it would mean that there were other clairvoyant families out there. If the ladder were true then he wondered how long it would be before his family would begin to lose their clairvoyant power.