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fairly observant guy when it comes to new things going on in my own life. I noticed right away when I started getting armpit hair. I sure wouldn’t miss suddenly getting a superpower.
The waitress brought the bill, and everyone scrambled out of the booth. I followed, still trying to process what I’d just been told. At the register, Mallory paid for everyone. Nadia and Jameson didn’t even look in their pockets or try to pay.
“Thanks for the food,” I said as we left the diner, the door slamming shut behind us. “It’s been great.”
Mallory said. “Thanks for the food? It’s been great? That’s all you have to say after we told you this huge secret involving superpowers?”
“You don’t even have any questions?” This from Nadia, who trailed behind us. She hadn’t pulled her hood down the entire time we were in the diner, and now she was completely hidden behind it.
“Only a million of them.” It was true, I could have talked about it all night, but it was later than the time I normally got home, and that made me worried. I’d never been caught being out at night before, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t this time. Just my luck I’d get in the house at the same moment my mom was getting up to go to the bathroom. Why someone couldn’t go a whole night without peeing was beyond me, but I often heard the downstairs toilet flushing at night, and I always knew it was her. She blamed it on menopause. Actually, she blamed a lot of things on menopause. “I have to get home,” I said, shoving my hands in my pockets. “We can talk later, right?”
Mallory nodded. “I’ll explain it all to you after school. Just remember that what we’ve told you is strictly confidential. Only the four of us know this.”
“Wait. So you’ve known about this for a year, and none of you have told anyone else?” We’d been crossing the parking lot, but now I stopped to face them. “Why not?”
Nadia’s head was down. Her voice floated out from under her hood. “In comic books they never tell.”
“Well, yeah…” It was true, but this wasn’t a comic book, and I wasn’t Peter Parker. Telling someone in authority seemed like a good way to go.
“The main reason we decided not to tell anyone is that we think it might be dangerous at this point,” Mallory said. “You need to trust me on this. Don’t tell anyone, or Google anything about this, or text anyone. That can all be traced. We have to do this old school and talk face-to-face. Someone else knows about this, and they’re trying to find us. We’re still trying to figure out who knows and what they want. When we do, we might go public. For now, we’re keeping it to ourselves.”
“How do you know that someone knows and is trying to find you?”
“Mr. Specter knew, for one,” she said, ticking off on her fingers. “And the fact that it’s not in the news or online. There are other things too. Someone is hunting for us. I’ll tell you more next time.” She looked up at the night sky. It was a clear night and above us the stars shone brightly. “Just be careful, Russ. I think if we stick together we can figure this thing out.”
“What do you mean someone is hunting for us?”
“Maybe hunting is the wrong word. Trying to get us to come forward is more like it. I’ll tell you more tomorrow.”
“For now, just keep your mouth shut, if that’s possible,” Jameson said, pointing a finger at me. “Try not to screw things up.”
“I can keep a secret,” I said, matching his rude tone.
“I hope so,” Jameson said, pushing his glasses up with one long, pointed finger. “Mallory vouched for you. If it were up to me, you wouldn’t be here.”
“Yeah, I got that,” I said. The guy clearly had a serious problem with me and I wasn’t sure why, but I wasn’t going to take his abuse even if he was a friend of Mallory’s.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
We said good night and parted ways. I started to head for home, but somewhere
The waitress brought the bill, and everyone scrambled out of the booth. I followed, still trying to process what I’d just been told. At the register, Mallory paid for everyone. Nadia and Jameson didn’t even look in their pockets or try to pay.
“Thanks for the food,” I said as we left the diner, the door slamming shut behind us. “It’s been great.”
Mallory said. “Thanks for the food? It’s been great? That’s all you have to say after we told you this huge secret involving superpowers?”
“You don’t even have any questions?” This from Nadia, who trailed behind us. She hadn’t pulled her hood down the entire time we were in the diner, and now she was completely hidden behind it.
“Only a million of them.” It was true, I could have talked about it all night, but it was later than the time I normally got home, and that made me worried. I’d never been caught being out at night before, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t this time. Just my luck I’d get in the house at the same moment my mom was getting up to go to the bathroom. Why someone couldn’t go a whole night without peeing was beyond me, but I often heard the downstairs toilet flushing at night, and I always knew it was her. She blamed it on menopause. Actually, she blamed a lot of things on menopause. “I have to get home,” I said, shoving my hands in my pockets. “We can talk later, right?”
Mallory nodded. “I’ll explain it all to you after school. Just remember that what we’ve told you is strictly confidential. Only the four of us know this.”
“Wait. So you’ve known about this for a year, and none of you have told anyone else?” We’d been crossing the parking lot, but now I stopped to face them. “Why not?”
Nadia’s head was down. Her voice floated out from under her hood. “In comic books they never tell.”
“Well, yeah…” It was true, but this wasn’t a comic book, and I wasn’t Peter Parker. Telling someone in authority seemed like a good way to go.
“The main reason we decided not to tell anyone is that we think it might be dangerous at this point,” Mallory said. “You need to trust me on this. Don’t tell anyone, or Google anything about this, or text anyone. That can all be traced. We have to do this old school and talk face-to-face. Someone else knows about this, and they’re trying to find us. We’re still trying to figure out who knows and what they want. When we do, we might go public. For now, we’re keeping it to ourselves.”
“How do you know that someone knows and is trying to find you?”
“Mr. Specter knew, for one,” she said, ticking off on her fingers. “And the fact that it’s not in the news or online. There are other things too. Someone is hunting for us. I’ll tell you more next time.” She looked up at the night sky. It was a clear night and above us the stars shone brightly. “Just be careful, Russ. I think if we stick together we can figure this thing out.”
“What do you mean someone is hunting for us?”
“Maybe hunting is the wrong word. Trying to get us to come forward is more like it. I’ll tell you more tomorrow.”
“For now, just keep your mouth shut, if that’s possible,” Jameson said, pointing a finger at me. “Try not to screw things up.”
“I can keep a secret,” I said, matching his rude tone.
“I hope so,” Jameson said, pushing his glasses up with one long, pointed finger. “Mallory vouched for you. If it were up to me, you wouldn’t be here.”
“Yeah, I got that,” I said. The guy clearly had a serious problem with me and I wasn’t sure why, but I wasn’t going to take his abuse even if he was a friend of Mallory’s.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
We said good night and parted ways. I started to head for home, but somewhere
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