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2020-10-12 16:05:25Let's assume that's true. What kind of ability should I have then? Reading minds or something like that?"
"You have to know that every talent is special. The gift of reading minds already existed. I can't think of his name, but I'm sure that he was a famous physicist of his time," he mused.
"What ability do you have?" I asked.
"My talent is the ability to adapt.", He said, which made me wonder again. Adaptability? Like a chameleon?
"Can you prove it to me?" I asked cheekily, but after all I wanted some solid evidence here too.
The director nodded understandingly and went to his aquarium in the corner of the room. Only two fat goldfish swam their rounds in it. He just stuck his head in the water and instead of ears he grew gills on his sides. Small, iridescent scales appeared on his skin. The gills opened and closed. He could actually breathe underwater?
Fascinated, I watched him really adapt
When he pulled his head out of the aquarium again, the gills and scales disappeared instantly. He grabbed a towel that he'd placed over his desk chair and used it to dry his hair.
It was only slowly that I realized what had just happened. I hadn't imagined it, the director had finally known that this would happen. Was that a bad joke? Maybe that was also part of the show "Do you understand fun?" The headmaster sat calmly on his armchair again and looked at me waiting. Why did I have the feeling that he had already told a hundred other poor souls? And what if he was right? Was the whole school crammed with super-powered teenagers? Then June would be one of them too. I was actually very open to things like that. I've always been a little superstitious, scared of Friday the thirteenth, and believed in devil and hell. Then why shouldn't there also be freaks with skills?
"Would you then know what ability I have?" I asked carefully.
To be honest, I really believed that any moment he would burst into laughter and point his finger at me.
"No, unfortunately not. You have to find out for yourself," he told me very seriously.
Next he fished out a sheet of paper from his innumerable folders. The printed paper was neatly tucked into a cling film, which he now handed to me.
"This is your schedule. June has an almost identical one, she will surely be able to help you a little."
"Thanks," I said and took my schedule.
“You know where the door is, Apryl,” he said goodbye.
That was probably the wink with the fence post. It couldn't have been any clearer. I was also amazed that he knew my and June's names by heart. Did he know something about every student at his school? Hardly likely.
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I was finally outside again. The air in the directorate had been rather stuffy, which I only noticed now.
A gentle breeze brushed my hair and I smiled slightly. Somehow I liked it here, although I couldn't say exactly what I liked. It was really amazing what I saw in there!
The students' quarters came into view, June and I were at the center of the unit, everything was easy to get to. To the school building and the other wings.
Since Rosewood was built on a mountain, there was a wonderful view, even though everything was surrounded by large walls.
From the outside, Rosewood looked almost like a fortress, like an impregnable fortress, which made you feel safe.
It was late summer, early autumn. The first leaves were falling from the trees and the whole landscape was already taking on warm autumn colors.
In the meantime I had reached our little house. I dug the house key out of my pocket and unlocked the door.
Behind me, I closed the door again and changed my shoes.
When I was in our room, I saw June was still reading her book. Just a minute later, she closed the book and sighed.
"It just occurred to me that I should actually show you the whole school. But we'll just do that tomorrow, okay?", She suggested and looked at me apologetically.
"Hm," I said. "Do you already know your ability?" I asked her curiously.
June's eyes lit up and she grinned meaningfully.
"Empathy. I know what other people feel and I can influence them. So that means only to a certain extent. John, our teacher, told me that over the years and with a lot of practice, you can improve your ability more and more She told me enthusiastically.
"So you know what I'm feeling? Right now?" I asked her in disbelief.
June nodded eagerly.
"Well, what am I feeling at the moment?"
"Well ...", she looked at me hesitantly. "You're a little insecure and upset. Besides, you don't take it seriously at all."
I didn't want to know that exactly!
"My father could tell me that too, or anyone else who could only halfway through my empathy."
June shrugged indifferently.
"There will be food soon in the common room. Cabbage soup."
She made a face in disgust. Well, so she wasn't really planning to eat this vitamin pulp, and neither was I.
"We can just make a sandwich here, if that's okay with you?" She suggested.
"Anything but cabbage soup," I muttered.
At that June giggled and probably took that as a 'yes'.
So we smeared cream cheese on our bread, got chips, and then spent the rest of the evening on the couch watching a horror movie. Of course we not only sat in front of the telly, but also talked a little. She told me a little bit about herself, how long she had been in school and how she had found out she was "different".
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