After school, I walked up to Silas' locker and waited for him. When he arrived, he smiled, and led me to the library where a group of badass teens waited.
"I thought I was meeting only one person." I whispered to Silas. He looked at me and whispered back: "If I had told you it was a group, you wouldn't have come, Q." He then walked towards a male, who was clearly the leader. "This is her." He said, while pointing back at me. "Hi." I said, and nervously waved at them.
Some of them looked at me normally, while others stared in awe, and one or two looked like they were going to shit their pants.
The leader looked at me and said: "You shouldn't have lost control today. Chelsea could have been badly injured, or worse, killed." He said. "That stunt you pulled was dangerous, and you could have exposed us all to the outside world. You should know better than to have done that."
He looked mad, like he wanted to throw something. I stared at him in disbelief. "What are you talking about?" I asked, genuinely confused, and slightly scared.
"You don't know?" The male leader asked.
"I have no idea what you are talking about. Did I do something in Gym to piss you off?" I asked. They all looked at me like I had just grown antlers, and the leader said: "You caused the earthquake, and you caused a crack in the school's foundation." He said. "Don't you remember doing it? I mean one of your parents must have told you something." I looked at him and gave him a sarcastic laugh. " Right, because my parents definitely told me that I could make earthquakes. My mom has barely said anything in the last 4 years, but I think she would probably find the time to say something about to it in her grief-ridden-state. You all must be crazy." I said, looking at them weirdly. The leader walked up to me and dc asked if he could speak to me in private. I agreed and we went outside the library. "I'm sorry your parents didn't tell you about your powers. That's got to be rough." He said. " We are going to help you figure out how to control your powers, but we need you to lie to your mom miss, there is a reason that she doesn't already know about our world, that's probably because she isn't the one who has the gene. She can't know about it." He looked at me with a serious face. "Okay," I said. "You do realize that I have a name right? I'm not just 'miss'. My name is Quinn. What's your name?"
He looked at me and replied: "Mitchell."