Chapter 2
I was definitely expelled. Also I couldn't blame anyone as I'd done many tricks with water before. Me and Grace ran straight home and that's where we confirmed that we either need a therapy or a cell in asylum. The school had called; they kicked us out and told this to our parents. It took me time to realise that besides my mom and Victor someone else was sitting on the couch, he was probably maybe in his fifties. He was wearing an off-white shirt styled with a maroon tie, navy trousers. The looked was finished with a black coat. He looked pretty formal except for his footwear. He wore sky blue flipflops. Grace noticed that too. We decided not to judge. For my relief, mum started the conversation as it was getting really awkward. She introduced the guy as 'Mr. Thompson' who would be the principle of our new school. I had so… many questions. First: mum wasn't mad on us for destroying another school? What about Grace , was she going to say in the same school? They as alwaly she read my mind and answered the questions." It's okay just calm down you two, and I've spoke to Grace's family , they have agreed on sending her to this 'school' " she answered , surprisingly she'd put a lot effort in emphasising the word 'school' and looked straight in Mr. Thomson's direction. No sooner did I wonder how on the earth did she arrange a school so fast than she told us that the school has itself asked you both to attend it. Grace went over to her family siting across the room and I went near Victor . " I'll be down when you are ready" Mr.Thompson gestured towards us, "see you". He left the hall without talking any further.
"Explanation, please" I may or may not have requested them, more like demanded. Grace's family took her inside the bedroom and Victor told mom "let me handle this time" then she went into my room to bring… my bags?
" look I don't really want you to go but your mom says it is for your best and is also important for you . I don't want my partner in crime to go but ….."
"I understand ….. dad "
He looked at me. I could see my reflection in him tearful eyes.
Our luggage was already loaded in the black car .Mr. Thompson was sitting in the passenger seat talking to the driver about the further details of the journey and maybe they were friends as the important discussion was mostly jokes. Dad came behind me and mom noticed his eyes and questioned him. He did the universal sign for I tell you later. We waved and left for the journey.
The driver was driving for about 2 hours now.
So it was just to continuous hours of plain monotone music. It didn't matter us we were mostly snoring. The driver was a pretty cheerful guy but then he said in a really loud voice"only one to go!!!"This woke us up and grace panicked . We quickly tidied ourselves.Grace did my hair and I complimented her on doing it( genuine no she is my friend sympathy or Iam sorry you don't have a mom sympathy) she gave me a mild laugh and then abruptly said,"wait!!" The driver stopped. I nearly bumped my head on the seat in front of me. She got out , put her hand in the soil outside grew a bunch of flowers (all of different types) and came back in , told the driver to resume driving and started decorating our hairs with the flowers, all like in 2 minutes. "I'll just need..."I flicked the my hand and the nearest bottle unscrewed itself. Water came flying in my hand . I sprinkled the water on the flowers."Thanks "she muttered, Sometimes I just know how to make her happy. "You can control them!!" Mr. Thompson exclaimed. Tension thickened in the car. "Your family told me. Don't worry" If our families trusted him so should we "yes,but sometimes,when we feel any strong emotion it goes out of control" I could see Grace's eyes widen in shock but I told her to chill out and trust me with the sis code of eyes and she got the message. "So where are we heading to??"
I asked out of curiosity. "My and your -to- be second home "Mr.Thompson proudly said.