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Charlotte Powers: Diary of a Would-Be Superhero
xx48.11.03 / 15:24 / Still Wednesday

xx48.11.03 / 15:24 / Still Wednesday

xx48.11.03 / 15:24 / Still Wednesday

It's after school now. The rest of my lunch with Ronny and her group was GREAT and I even kind of enjoyed the afternoon class, it was Literature and we discussed Monster One, I really kind of got into it! It's not, like, my favourite book or anything but it's pretty interesting and definitely a 'classic' and my opinions were listened to! I mean ... nobody was really THAT interested to be TOTALLY honest, the students here are kind of ... what's the word ... 'unresponsive'? It's hard to talk to them. Not like with Ronny, talking with her is so easy, she makes things so 'smooth', even if she and her friends all talk so fast it's actually pretty hard to understand them.

There was one weird thing that happened today, though. After I'd finished writing in the toilet I went and washed my hands just because, and then while I was just drying them I suddenly noticed that I wasn't alone in the bathroom. For me that's REALLY weird, I'm really sensitive about other people being around, maybe from living trapped in a secret base for most of my life? But this girl just, like, appeared from nowhere, I kind of got a fright.

"Perhaps you shouldn't sit with Veronica," she said. She talked in this kind of mumbly whisper, kind of creepy. Maybe I should describe her, since she also LOOKED kind of creepy. She was tall and skinny, but really stooped and awkward, like she was trying to fold herself into a smaller space, and she kept glancing around like she was ... I don't know, like she was checking something, except what was there to check? It was just me and her in the bathroom. She has really long black hair, longer than mine, and she kind of lets it hang over her face and also when she talks she talks to the floor, so you can't really see 'her' at all. She was wearing a dull grey sweater over her uniform—which was a boy's uniform, now that I think back on it—and she had on her black gym sweatpants. Her shoes seemed kind of nice, though. Shiny.

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Anyway, after she said that, "Perhaps you shouldn't sit with Veronica", I just kind of stared at her for a bit, so she talked again in that same mumbly whisper:

"If you don't act strangely they'll get bored of you and leave you alone. I've seen that happen before."

"I don't want them to leave me alone," I said, after I found my voice. "I like them, they're nice to me."

The girl listened to me very carefully, even though she wasn't looking at me she had this air of creepy intense concentration about her. When I'd finished talking she kind of nodded and said:

"It's okay. I just wanted to warn you."

And then she left, kind of shuffled out of the bathroom. Warn me! Warn me about what, niceness? Brightness? Friendliness? All things that are foreign to HER, I'm sure! I think she's just jealous, that I'm new and I'm already sitting at the most popular table in the whole school with the NICEST girl in the whole school. Maybe I'll put my hair in a ponytail tomorrow, like Ronny's. It looks really nice, she has blonde hair that's all shiny and pretty, and it kind of 'pulls back' from her face, which is good because she is SO pretty. Lovely skin, sharp eyebrows, deep brown eyes, kind of 'perfect' really.

Anyway! I have homework for the first time ever! Well ... technically I guess ALL of my previous education was 'homework' because I did it at home, but this is my first PROPER take-home homework. After that I'll probably walk into town and buy some groceries, I'm pretty good at cooking even if it's me saying it. I need to stock my fridge! Maybe I'll try to find some decorations and things, too, to make this apartment more 'me'.

Can't wait for tomorrow!