Secret Powers

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It has been two weeks since my friends had found out about the tattoo. So far, I’ve avoided my parents finding out. There were a couple close calls, but Jax distracted them. Don’t tell Jax this, but I’m really grateful for having a twin brother like him. Jax and I decided to wait off until the end of the school year to do more superhero stuff. After summer, we’re going to stop until the end of senior year. It is just too complicated to continue doing it during the school year. We are just going to be normal teenagers with normal teenage problems for as long as possible.

Right now it is parent-teacher conference week, and I’m waiting at home with Jax for our parents to come back. I’m not worried about my teachers saying anything bad to our parents. Even with all that has been going on, I have still been able to keep my grades up. Jax is the same.

“How much longer do you think it will be?” Jax moaned.

“I don’t know, but what should we do for the rest of the time?” I asked him.

“I don’t know. Wait! I got it! Why don’t we play truth or dare?” he asked.

“With two people? That’s kind of useless,” I answered.

“We could invite Lucy, Caitlin, Lux, Lucas, and Cole over,” Jax suggested.

“Sure, whatever. But this better not end up like the last time we played truth or dare,” I said.

He texted them right away. If I didn’t know any better, I would think he was waiting for a chance to do this. Who am I talking about? Of course was waiting for the right moment to offer a game!

“They’ll be here in five minutes,” Jax put his phone down.

“Ok,” I said.

I have no idea why I always agree to these games. It never ends good.

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“We’re here!” Lucy yelled as our friends walked into the house.

“How did you get in?” I asked.

“I got a key copied months ago,” she answered casually.

“Of course you did. I’m such an idiot for assuming different,” I muttered.

We all got situated in the living room. Our couch goes in a half-circle with corners. I sat on the left corner and Lucy and Lux sat next to me. Jax, Lucas, and Cole sat on the other end. I always liked the corner because it was, in my opinion, the most comfortable spot on the entire couch. Now, back to my torture!

We all decided that we would start on the girls’ end and move along the line towards the boys’ side. Doing it that way, the first person to go would be Lux. I wasn’t that scared because she was the most merciful when it came to this game. I should have known that I can’t ever be too hopeful about anything nowadays.

“Ok... let’s see who the first victim is,” Lux said.

I thought really hard. Asking whoever there is out there to help me get through this game without any issues. Turns out, whoever is out there wasn’t feeling very nice.

“Jax, truth or dare?” she asked.

“Dare,” Jax answered.

“Ummm... I dare you to lick the floor,” Lux declared.

“That’s it? Oh, thank God! I thought I would have to do something terrible like give someone a hickey! Gross!” Jax sighed.

He got down on the floor and stuck his tongue out. He sat there for a couple of seconds to add some anticipation. He is such a dork. Finally, he took one, long lick of the hardwood floor of our living room. Then, he popped back up into his spot and acted like nothing happened. See, I could never do that. I would be grossed out. Fighting off someone twice my size, I can handle, but licking the floor, not so much.

“My turn now! Blair, truth or dare?” Jax asked me.

“To keep myself from licking the floor, I’ll pick truth,” I answered.

“Tell us if you enjoyed your little make-out session with Jason the other day,” Jax asked.

I rolled my eyes. I knew that deal would come back to bite me in the butt. I have to keep my cool, though. If they find out I did enjoy it the smallest bit, I would never hear the end of it.

“No,” I stated calmly.

“Yeah right! I saw your face! You like him!” Lucas cooed.

“Be very aware of the face that I can kick your ass, with or without my powers,” I told him.

I saw his face show fear, and I smiled. He knows that I can beat him.

We kept on playing for the rest of the night until my parents got home. Our friends left as soon as that happened because that meant their parents were home, too. You know how I said I wasn’t worried about my teachers telling my parents anything bad about me? Well, I should have been. I should have been EXTREMELY worried. Their faces had that look that parents get when their child does something bad, and they aren’t mad. Instead, they are disappointed. I don’t know how, but it’s even worse than having anger directed at you.

“Blair, Jax, kitchen table, now.” my dad demanded. You knew things were serious when he used that voice.

Jax and I looked at each other. I gulped. This would not be good; not at all.

“What is it?” I asked as politely as I could once we had sat down.

“Your teachers had some interesting things to tell us,” mom said.

“Oh. Like what?” I asked.

“They said that you are starting to backtalk them and not work hard to achieve a goal. That goal is college. Also, they think you need to start talking to someone about your issues. They’ve noticed some internal struggles going on,” dad answered.

“And you, Jax, are not working on yourself. Your teachers are worried for your future because you seem to be too focused on something else,” mom said, and looked at me at the end.

“Not my fault he’s such a dork! Also, I refuse to go see a therapist!” I yelled.

“Do not use that tone with me!” dad yelled back.

“I’m not crazy! I bet that was Mrs. Cruz who told you that! She was all up in my business when I was having trouble with Khione,” I argued.

That was when I realized that I forgot to where something to cover up my tattoo. I was so distracted by the game with people who already knew about it that it completely slipped my mind! Too bad that they already knew about it. But I didn’t know that yet.

“Oh! I almost forgot! Mrs, Cruz told us that she noticed something on your wrist recently. Something that looked a lot like a snowflake tattoo! Care to explain?” Mom asked.

My heart stopped. The worst case scenario I could think of would not be as bad as this. All of a sudden, I could not say a word. Nothing would come out of my mouth. When I looked over at Jax, he had the same blank expression I imagined I had on right now.

“It..it wasn’t my fault!” I tried to explain.

“How could it NOT be your fault?! You knowingly spent money to have a permanent design put on your body using thousands of needles!” Dad yelled at me.

“She didn’t do it! Khione got rebellious and took over without permission while Blair was asleep. While doing it, she went out and got a snowflake tattoo on their wrist,” Jax explained.

“You’re still grounded until further consideration,” mom told me.

I could not believe her! It was not my fault at all! I had been taken over by my other half and forced into hurting myself. There is no way I would actually choose to do that.

“Fine!” I yelled at ran into my room.

I felt like a thirteen year old girl being told she can’t go out with her friends to the mall. I was acting so stupid, and I knew that, but I still felt betrayed. Sometimes, being a girl is annoying.

“Are you ok? Do you need me to take over for a couple of days?” Khione asked.

“I’m extremely angry, and I’ll talk you up on that offer. Maybe that’ll show my mom what I deal with everyday,” I said.

“Hey! I’ll still do it, but only because I love some good revenge. Also, I’m not that hard to live with,” Khione said in my head.

“Whatever. Goodnight,” I told her once I had gotten ready for bed, “I’ll see you in your head.”

“Goodnight,” she said back.

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The next day, I woke up, but it didn’t feel the same. I was just in darkness. It took me a little while to realize that this is what Khione must feel like when she has to wake me up. I started to yell. It felt super weird!

“Wake up! Khione!” I yelled.

“I’m up! Now, time to get dressed. I’m gonna give you a whole different look,” she told me.

I started to see what she did. It was odd at first, but I got used to it eventually. She put a lot of dark eyeshadow, eye liner, and dark lipstick. I could see where this was heading. She put on ripped black jeans, a cropped white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. She looked in the mirror, and I realized that she was going to do this for real. I was so going to have trouble with the aftermath later on at school. Whatever, I don’t totally hate it anyway.

She put her white hair up into a messy bun. I guess we have that in common: I don’t like wearing my hair in a ponytail either. She put on my usual vegan leather tie-up boots. She doesn’t have the worst style. Ok, so I kinda like it.

“Ready?” I asked.

“Ready,” Khione answered, “Let’s face the music!”

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