Me: Hey guys I am SO SO SO SO SORRY IT'S TAKEN ME SO LONG TO POST THIS CHAPTER! :( :( :( I've just been through so much the past few months, not having any motivation to do ANYTHING etc. But I am BACK with the next Chapter and I hope there's not too much writing rust! Anyway I would like to think RockinPurpleSarah, Batistasprincess and BornToWin12 for reviewing the last Chapter. :D You guys rock! :D And I hope you guys stuck with me and hung in there! :D Anyway ON WITH THE STORY! :D :D
Chapter 8
The next morning Chelsea was getting ready for school like always and decided to try and call Jon again.
"Come on, pick up." Chelsea thought as it went to voicemail. "What is going on with him?!" She thought. "I hope he didn't join a gang or something." She thought going downstairs and saw Stephen read the paper and looked at the French toast on the table then looked up at the cabinet and opened with her mind and slowly got a plate down then slowly put it on the table. Then looked at the French toast and lifted one with her mind and put it down. After that she looked up in the cabinet and took down a cup and placed it down then opened the fridge and took out the orange juice, all with her mind. When it was hovering over her glass, she opened it and started pouring it.
"Looks like you have pretty good control." Stephen said as Chelsea got spooked and dropped the orange juice on the floor and it spilled.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Chelsea said feeling bad and scared.
"Chelsea, Chelsea calm down! It's alright." Stephen said getting up and picking up the carton then going to get a rag and clean it up.
"Guess I don't have as much control as I thought…" Chelsea said sadly.
"It's ok Chelsea, it takes a while like I said." Stephen said as he finished and put the rag down in the sink and hugged her. "It's no big deal, if stuff gets spilled or breaks while practicing, it's alright."
"If you say so…" Chelsea said softly as she hugged him back.
"I'm not going to get mad for you practicing." Stephen said softly.
"Ok…" Chelsea said hugging him more. "I'm still not used to this."
"Used to what?" Stephen asked.
"Not being yelled at, beat up on…stuff like that." Chelsea said.
"Well you're safe with me Chelsea." Stephen said as he looked at her. "I love you and people who love each other don't hurt each other no matter what, they care for each other and watch out for each other."
"Ok…" Chelsea said as she nodded her head. "I love you too Stephen." She said as he gave her a kiss.
"Let's eat so we'll be ok for work and school." Stephen said as he sat down at the table and so did Chelsea and they started eating.
"Hey Stephen?" Chelsea asked.
"Yeah?" Stephen asked.
"Think you can take me to school today?" Chelsea asked.
"I don't mind but why do you ask?"
"No reason." Chelsea said quickly.
"Is it because you want to avoid that girl?" Stephen asked looking at her.
"No!" Chelsea said quickly once again.
"Chelsea."
"It's not!"
"Chelsea."
"I swear!"
"Chelsea."
"Ok it is." Chelsea sighed.
"You're not gonna put her in danger." Stephen sighed.
"You don't know that." Chelsea said. "I'm just now learning to control my powers."
"Maybe being her friend or at least sociable with her will help you." Stephen said. "I mean something is up with Jon and I'm working half the time. Can you at least try?"
"Stephen…"
"For me?"
"Fine." Chelsea sighed more as Stephen walked over to her and hugged her.
"That's my girl." He smiled. "Come on, finish up and I'll take you to school."
"Thanks." Chelsea smiled softly as she finished eating.
After breakfast and taking Chelsea to school, Stephen pulled into work and got out of his car and walked inside.
"Somebody looks grumpy this morning." Allen said in the break room playing his PS Vita.
"Long story." Stephen sighed sitting down.
"Lost the bet against wifey?" Allen asked.
"No, but I would kill for a cigarette right now." Stephen said.
"No smoking inside dude." Allen joked.
"Shut up." Stephen softly growled.
"Wanna talk about it?" Allen asked.
"Chelsea is refusing to make friends." Stephen said.
"How come?" Allen asked.
"Long story, I do mean long and I'm not gonna say because I respect my wife." Stephen said.
"Like I said, Katie was in the same boat as her because people made fun of her powers." Allen said as Stephen quickly looked at him.
"Powers?" Stephen asked. "What kind of powers."
"Swear on Notre Dame's winning streak and I'll tell you." Allen smirked.
"Fuck you but ok." Stephen growled.
"Do NOT Tell ANYBODY This." Allen said looking around then looking back to Stephen. "Katie can see and talk to spirits."
"You're kidding!" Stephen said shocked.
"Nope, I've seen proof." Allen said. "That actually helped me out with something I won't say right now. But yes, Katie can see and talk to spirits."
"So that's how she got into Greyacre." Stephen said.
"Yeah, how did Chelsea get in? Because we both know nobody gets into that collage without having a supernatural power." Stephen said.
"Swear on the Bulldog's winning the next game and I'll tell you." Stephen smirked.
"Go fuck yourself! But fine." Allen growled.
"Don't tell anyone but Chelsea has Telekinesis." Stephen said.
"Telekinesis?" Allen asked.
"Yeah, she's scared because she didn't know she had it until I was a councilor at her high school." Stephen said.
"So she was jail bait then?" Allen asked.
"She was legal!" Stephen growled at him softly. "But not the point."
"Chill man I was joking." Allen chuckled softly.
"She's just now controlling her powers at a rate where she doesn't have to be emotionless." Stephen said. "Not saying much more, but her old town…she did not have a good time."
"I see." Allen said. "I still think her and Katie would be good friends."
"I think that too." Stephen said.
Darning lunch Chelsea just got done eating and started just walking around in silence looking around.
"Maybe I should let my guard down a bit." Chelsea thought walking around. "Everybody in this town seems nice." She thought.
"Hey! Chelsea isn't it?" A voice asked and Chelsea saw somebody run over to her with a clip board.
"Can I help you?" Chelsea asked softly.
"Yeah, we need volunteers for Saturday." The person said. "We're working on building houses for the homeless. The buildings are already built we just need people to work on the inside."
"I'll think about it." Chelsea said softly.
"So I'll put you down for Saturday then?" The person asked writing down her name
"I just said I'll think about it." Chelsea said. "What are you doing?!" She asked getting mad
"Believe it or not I can actually see you there. You see, I can see into the future and I'm never wrong and I see you there." The person smiled handing Chelsea a card. "See you Saturday!" They waved as Chelsea rolled her eyes.
"One vision you'll get wrong." Chelsea thought annoyed as she walked around some more.
Me: Looks like Chelsea is gonna be busy Saturday huh? And it looks like the guys will try to get their wives to be friends. Will they do it? Will they be friends on their own? :D Read and Review Everybody! :D