5. Pretty Billie and Happy Twister (1/1)

chapter 5--------------------------------------------------------"what exactely is there to do here?" otto asked, laying back on his bed. "is anyone else as bored as i am?" "you have to check that out for yourself. time for me to go to the lab. if all goes well i might get to go back home." jack told him, walking away with one of the workers. "i'll see you in an hour okay." otto looked at the ceiling. the reason he wanted something to do was so he could take his mind of things. being alone, he thought about ray and his friends in ocean shores. his eyes began to water, he tried to hold it in as he didn't want anyone to see him cry. a voice interupted his thoughts. "you must be otto. i'm billie. i'm psychokinetic too." otto sat up and stared at her. it was impossible not to notice how pretty she was. she flicked her blonde hair and laughed. "are you going to say anything? or did jack forget to mention that you're a mute?""sorry, i was just thinking about stuff. i guess you blew stuff up, right?" otto asked."same story for all people like us. you look really bored, come with me." they walked down the hall. a girl, about five years old, ran away quickley when she saw them. otto followed billie into one of the rooms."i don't know if you're a huge fan of art, but i love this room. no-one's here, and it has paint." billie looked at the bottles of paint, the lids all popped off. "i suppose i should tell you about the girl in the hallway. her name's emily and just by looking at you she knows everything. infact, she's so psychic she probably knows we're talking about her right now. doesn't matter, because she's scared of us. personally, i think our talent has more variety. tell me, how did your parents react when they found out?" she went and pulled out a big sheet of paper from the shelf."i wouldn't know. the person i thought was my dad sent me here. away from my friends, skateboarding and surfing. my whole life has been a lie, it's kind of depressing really." otto floated the bottles of paint over to billie."before i came here, my parents had a fight about me. they thought i was some kind of freak and they didn't want me around. i heard the whole thing and felt so mad i blew up the microwave." she poured a heap red paint into a glass and put the paper on the floor. she grabbed otto's hand and pulled him into the corner. the glass floated over the paper and exploded, creating a pattern on the page. "what about the cameras, won't they bust you for

eaking all the glasses?" otto looked up at the camera right above their heads."no, i do this all the time. i don't think they really want to get involved. just study us. it helps them to see if we're rehabilitated enough. only two weeks in here and i never want to go back home. sounds really stupid but this place accepts me for who i am. i don't know if i'll have a place to be if i leave." "tomorrow is christmas eve and i'm stuck in here. shows how much people want me around." otto sat down. "not much to cele

ate.""i want you around, i'm sure your friends do too. plus, you didn't leave skateboarding behind. we can ask for some boards and go out the back. better than staying in here."-----"twister doesn't want to come outside. otto's only been gone one night and he's already locking himself away. who knows what goes on at those places. whether it's not what we think, or exactely what we think." reggie sat with sam in her garage. she looked at the blank computer screen. "the new zine issue is meant to be out after christmas and i have no idea what to do. we find out he's adopted and can do those things, and send him off for christmas, all in one day.""i know what you mean. i guess raymundo did what he had to do though. otto could have done some real damage if he stayed. plus he said we can visit him if we wanted. the place must not be too restricted." sam explained, playing with a puzzle cube.reggie snatched the cube and threw it on to the driveway. "how can you say that? we don't know whats going on. how do you think he feels, being sent away at christmas and none of us said goodbye. i don't know if it's been so much of a shock for you as it has for me, but don't pretend like everything is okay, when it's not!" she stormed into the house. after recovering from the shock of reggie yelling at him, sam followed her. he found her up in otto's room, laying on the race car bed."sorry reg. i guess it's just my way of dealing with things. i want to cheer you up, but i can see it's not working." he walked over to the window, looking over at the rodriguez house. "i wonder how twister's handling this." -----"what do you mean? his best friend was just sent away somewhere. probably to the mental hospital. the only person that should be happy about this is me." lars looked at sputz, who was reading twister's mind at that moment.sputz mumbled again. the words lars understood were "really happy." a voice spoke up in his head. lars was use to this as it meant that sputz was talking to him telepathically and therefore could explain things better. "he really wanted the attention. now that otto's gone he's no longer the shadow anymore. since when have i ever been wrong about these things?""never. i just don't believe this. those two have been friends since they were little. god knows i've had to put up with him all my life." lars explained. "where the heck is pi, the hot girl almost starts her shift at the mall and i have to get her phone number.""your mind is never on anything else. plus you don't have to tell me that you don't believe me, after all i already know." the voice told him."can you get the fuck out of my

ain now? we'll deal with this later, pi's here." lars ran out of the door.sputz followed him, but on passing twister's room he read something in the boy's mind which shocked him more than anything else. --------------------------------------------------------okay, this chapter is not my best. i promise the next one will be better. otto goes to the lab,

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