Can I join or is it a bit too late?

name: Nyota

description: Blonde hair tied in a knot behind her head, green eyes, tall

personality: lonely and mysterious

power: limited flight, but doesn't really know how to control it

Quinn-

I sat next to Kayden and groaned. "What is it now?" Cassie asked. I shook my head. "It's just a headache. It'll go away," I muttered. But it didn't go away, all the way through lunch it didn't. I was halfway through a slice of pizza when it started to get really cold in there. I wasn't cold, but I could see my friends start to shiver. Then the weirdest thing happened, it started to snow. I stared at the ceiling open-mouthed. Then I got up and left the room and the snow stopped. It was following me which meant my powers were creating it. I ran as fast as I could, following the arrow to the nurse. When I was outside her office I noticed how creepy it was that that arrow always seemed to know where we wanted to go. I opened the door to the nurse's offcie and walked in. "Um, hello? I'm having a bit of a problem with my powers!" I called. Suddenly a short fat woman with slicked back short blonde hair was standing there. "You just, I mean, you just, appeared out of nowhere!" I guess the look on my face was slightly stupid because of what she said next. "Shut your mouth darlin' before I stitch it shut. And swipe that dumb look off your face hon' before I get that kid who can change the way people look in here." I shut my mouth immediately. "Now tell me what's happenin'." "Um, well I can control temperature, and uh, I got a headache and it started to snow, so, ya." "For goodness sake come 'ere." She beckoned me closer; when I got close enough she stuck a needle in my arm and I passed out. 

When I woke up I was lying in  a bed in the nurse's office with a bunch of really bright lights pointing at my face. "What the?" "Don't you dare finish that sentence little girl. I just fixed you up," the nurse said, rushing over. That's when I noticed I was strapped to the table. "Why am I strapped to a table?" I asked. "We weren't sure whether or not your abilities would cause you to go rogue or light a fire by accident, so we strapped you down. Don't be upset; it's protocol. "Well can you unstrap me from the table now?" "Uh, yeah I think so." "Well isn't that reassuring," I muttered. She pinched me. "Ow! What was that for?!" "No sarcasm in my office!" the nurse snapped. "Okay okay, sorry." She unstrapped me and I was free to leave. Just as I got to my room the loud speaker went on. "All new students take note you will now be called class one. Class one report to the gym for training." I groaned and followed the arrow to the gym.

Sorry, I forgot to come on.  I love what you did to Sonny, though.:) I'm gonna have fun with this. *evilgrin*

Sonny~

Finally, it was the dreaded part of the day, lunch.  Classes at the school this morning were hard.  They kept on making me download information five minutes in advance.  It doesn't work that way!  Anyway, they said the meals were supposed to be 'healthy'.  I don't really think Mrs. Russo knows how many carbs are in a whole-wheat chicken sandwich.  Seriously, I can't even look at it.  I have to eat celery every single second to counteract all the calories!  At least I get to sit next to Carlos at lunch.  He looks like a young Joe Jonas.  If I can't have my sauna, I at least have to have a guy.  I sat down next to Carlos, across from Laura.  At first, I was sitting next to some kid who grows flowers, but all he talked about was leaves.  And he wore socks with sandals!  Those were never in style. 

"Hey, Carlos," I said in a sing-song voice.  Sora gagged.  I glared at her.  "How was class today?" I asked him.  "They made me jump into the pit of snakes again," he groaned.  Carlos is indestructible.  "That's not that bad.  You should try modeling in Arizona.  I got bitten by a rattlesnake on the ankle.  Orlando Bloom had to suck the venom out.  Orlando is a real sweetheart."  Everyone groaned.  "What, did you all just notice what you're wearing?" I asked innocently.  I like bragging.  "Except for you, Carlos.  I love the way that t-shirt looks on you."

The next class announcement began.  "Time to try loading information too early again," I grumbled.  Miss Russo came in. "Laura, Kayden, Sonny, I need to talk to you about your sleeping arrangements." Yes! They were finally giving me my own room with enough space for the sauna. Miss Russo led us to her office. We walked in and sat in the hard chairs. I raised my hand. Miss Russo pointed at me. "Is there a chair that matches my outfit? Something pink or black? I think Lola designed some sort of chair that will match…" Miss Russo snapped her fingers. My chair changed to a round pink one. It was soft.  "This shade of pink isn't…" It changed to hot pink. I smiled. "Now, we have decided that the three of you are going to switch into the room next door, where all your friends sleep."  My mouth fell open.  "But, there's only one closet in there. I need two just for my shoes." "Sorry, but we need your room for an… experiment," she replied with a deviish smile.

Sora-

Mrs. Russo walked in without even knocking. Kayden, Laura and Sonny were right behind her.

I’d just finished reading the pamphlet given to all the new students and looked up. “No!”

“What is it?” Quinn demanded, her head turning from me to Mrs. Russo and back.

“They’re joining us in our room.”

“What?” Cassie fell flat with her face in her covers. “Not Sonny.“

“Girls, if this doesn’t work, there’re other things I can do.” Mrs. Russo cracked her neck while staring us down with her hawk eyes.

“And why do we have to share?” Quinn wondered.

Suddenly Mrs. Russo’s head filled with Justin Bieber’s song Baby. I wouldn’t have expected her to listen to such music. But what was even weirder, was the fact that she was blocking me out, which I’d never had anyone do before.

She looked me in the eyes and the song stopped for a single second.  I only caught one word: Norbert.

I tried not to show that I’d heard the thought and turned away.

“We need it for a small experiment that we’re trying. Just a yearly experiment to improve the institution.”

“But Mrs. Russo, there is absolutely no room for six girls, my portable TV and makeup room.”

“You have a portable makeup room?” Cassie raised her brown eyebrows.

“Doesn’t everyone?”

“Miss Jefferson, you might have to-“

“If we don’t get a new room this minute, I’ll call my manager!” I couldn’t believe it. Sonny had just threatened a teacher.

“Very well. There’s a slightly larger room near our best student…”

“Best student?” All six of us cried.

“Airlia. I thought you knew.”

We shook our heads.

“Well, now you do. Pack your stuff. I’ll be back in thirty minutes.”

*

The new room looked almost exactly the same as the old one except for three bunk beds, two closets and a larger bathroom. There was more floor space and Sonny had already started to take out all her stuff.

“You know, you can’t set all that stuff up. We want to be able to walk in here.” Kayden motioned to the pile of clothing, chairs and makeup.

“I can’t believe I have to live in these conditions.” She sighed overdramatically. “Okay, I won’t set up the sauna.”

The rest of us rolled our eyes.

There was one reason – other than Sonny – why I didn’t want to share rooms. Laura. Her presence bothered me so much, I could hardly keep from ripping my hair out. Every time she came close, the scene from her future came back to me and every bit of happiness was wrenched out of me by a giant hand.

We divided up the bunks. Cassie and I, Kayden and Quinn, Laura and Sonny in the middle.

Sonny was on the bottom bunk so that she could “run as fast as possible to her makeup table if I feel a pimple”. That put me next to Laura.

*

The next morning we were all brought to a room along with eight boys and 2 other girls. This was the first class about how to control our powers. The teacher was a man with huge, bulging muscles and glowing skin.

“Shut it, kids,” was his greeting.  “I’m going to teach you how to control yourselves. This is important for life.”

Silence.

“First, let’s all just say what our powers are and demonstrate something. I’ll start. My name is S. Falcon, call me Con. I can destruct anything by using laser beams. I also have super human strength.”

We went through the class, introducing ourselves and demonstrating what we could do.

Kayden got in big trouble for turning the teacher’s power off as a demonstration.

Quinn made the classroom into an igloo.

Cassie made Con float.

Laura told everyone that Con was feeling proud, pompous and in love.

Sonny predicted that a boy was about to pee in his pants. He did.

“I’m Sora and I’m telepathic and can sometimes see the future.” I randomly picked someone’s thoughts to read.

A boy with an angular face, brown hair and shocking green eyes smiled at me so I chose him.

My face turned bright red. 

“Sora, what did he say?”

“Hey cutie.”

Sora-

Everything in class had gone well until Laura had had to enter the box.

I knew what she’d seen. When she had come out she’d been bone white and shaking. She could hardly speak.

I hadn’t said anything, only wished that I’d never been born with the power to see the future.

For the rest of class, Con made us exercise until our shirts were drenched in sweat. Then as each of us left, he scribbled something on a card.

As I walked down the hall to our room I studied what he’d written.

Name: Sora Hirnleser

Ability: Telepathic & Future-reader

Code-Name: Hirni (Heer-Nee)

Suddenly I heard sobbing behind me and saw Sonny, mascara and eye shadow smeared all across her face. Cassie was trying to comfort her.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, after they’d caught up to me.

“My- my code-name is Gucci!” Sonny let out an abnormal snort.

I laughed. “That’s why you don’t like it?”

“I haven’t even told you.”

“I’m telepathic, remember?”

“You really don’t care?! Liv Tyler doesn’t like animal products and Gucci uses alligator skin for its products.” She cried some more. “It’s so awful. If Liv Tyler only knew. I would be shunned from the Runway.”

“I highly doubt that.”

“You know nothing!” Then she stormed off towards our room.

“Sometimes I wonder what models do to themselves to become that… Weird. “ Cassie shook her head.

*

The rest of the day was reserved for recovery, yet at dinner Mrs. Russo told us that it was the first and last time we’d get a half-day’s rest. She explained that normally students had their First Session of training with Power Control, then a fifteen-minute shower off time and then they got a self-defense session. After that they had half an hour of rest and then they were forced to go outside and take part in activities.

This school was starting to get on my nerves.

The light in our room was still on because Sonny had to finish her facial.

“Do you think you can give me one of those sometime?” Laura pleaded.

“Maybe but don’t make me now. I have to relax my face muscles.”

Kayden snorted and I felt my power being turned off.

“How many times have I told you not to do that?”

“Twice? But I can’t sleep with all this power floating around me.”

“Too bad,” Quinn angrily threw a pillow at her and Kayden turned our powers back on.

Sonny finally turned the light off and we were able to relax. But not for long.

Mrs. Russo walked in. “Awake?”

We said nothing.

“Good,” she shut the door.

 We waited until the clacking of her high-heels was only a tiny sound in our ears.

“What was that about?” Quinn wondered, the temperature sinking dramatically.

“Maybe the experiment…” I could hear Kayden’s teeth chattering.

The room became warmer.

“The experiment?” I turned onto my stomach, the way I usually slept.

“The reason we’re sharing rooms.” Laura turned her face towards mine. I could see her blue eyes sparkling in the streaks of moonlight peeping through the curtains. They were sad, sad and helpless.

“Quiet down. I need my beauty sleep. Otherwise, my skin will wrinkle.”

“You’re only fifteen, Sonny…” I could feel Cassie roll her eyes.

“You have no idea. Wrinkles can come at twelve.”

“Ugh. Can we talk about something else?” Kayden kicked the ceiling.

“Yeah, this experiment… I’d like to know more about it.” Quinn adjusted her blankets.

“But how?” Laura turned away from me. “Sneak in or what? I think Mrs. Russo was telling the truth.”

“Doubtful,” Kayden said.

“So we’re actually going to sneak in?” I didn’t feel good about that idea. What if Mrs. Russo was telling the truth?

“Yep, yes, we are.” 

Sonny~

My gold-plated cell rang on my makeup counter, in between the eyelash curler and the mascara.  I woke up, startled by my ringtone: "Radio" by Hot Chelle Rae.  It was Maroon 5's new single that hasn't even come out yet, but to relate to the populace, I had changed to a song that had already come out.  Since it was my gold-plated cell phone, I knew it was a personal call, not a fan.  I didn't even have that pink phone anymore.  It was with my publicity team, and apparently ringing off the hook.  It sang out "Lola" as part of my ringtone.  I love Caller ID.  Sora woke up.  "Pick it up already!"  "I'm going," I mumbled. 

"Lola, how many times do I have to tell you, Paris and a secret facility in Nowheresville, U.S.A. are several time zones away," I grumbled.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah.  My spring line's ready.  You need to jet out to Paris for a fitting.  This is the line where if you do well, you get a cameo in that Spielberg film," the designer said, all business. 

"Lola, dahhlink," I replied, stepping out of the room so as not to wake anyone else, "Two things.  A) It was a George Lucas movie and B) I can't.  Special school, remember?"

I grimaced, seeing how this fight was going to end.  I needed to say something fast so she wouldn't fire me.  "And dahhlink, those clothes are supposed to be supreme.  You should have a real supermodel wear them, not some scruffy little teenager."

My future memory changed.  "You know what?" Lola asked, "Tyra Banks did say to call her anytime.  Georgia, call Tyra!  I'll see you at the next fashion week.  Hugs and kisses."

I hung up and tiptoed back into the room.  When I crawled into bed, though, I realized I was the only one in the room.

Sora-

“She gets cell-phone calls about fashion weeks at five?” Kayden covered her head with her pillow, trying to block out the loud sound of Sonny’s voice directly outside the door.

I sit up and touch my toes, taking the time to listen to the thoughts around me.

Cassie was having a nightmare about physics tests. 

Kayden was counting sheep and it wasn’t working.

Quinn was living in Antarctica, helping penguins.

Laura was dreaming about her future except this time someone ran in and saved her before she fainted (or died). If only that were really true.

I slipped onto the floor and padded towards the bathroom.

I felt around in the dark, looking for the light switch. Suddenly I pressed something and heard a really loud sound like metal sliding on metal.

“What’s going on in there?” Cassie called. It sounded like the others were getting up.

 “Nothing.”

Then I hit something else and the light turned on.

I cracked my neck and studied myself in the mirror. The ponytail that I’d done at night had become undone and my hair was all over the place. There were circles under my eyes from lack of sleep for I hadn’t been able to sleep. Instead I’d stared at the ceiling, thinking about Mrs. Russo and Laura.

I opened the brown door of the little cabinet next to the sink. I was still half asleep and not clearly seeing so when I reached in I didn’t notice that the cabinet didn’t have a back.

“Whoa.” I exclaimed my eyes getting wide and jumping back.

The back of the cabinet had disappeared instead there was a metal-walled tunnel leading somewhere.

“Guys! Come quickly!”

All four girls ran in like the wind.

“What is it?” Laura tried to look behind me.

“The back of the cabinet is gone.”

“Wow. A secret passage.” The room got really warm.

“Temperature down, Quinn. Where do you think it leads to?” Kayden yawned.

“To our old room?”

“Let’s go!” I started to climb into the cabinet.

“What about Sonny?” Cassie glanced at the door to our room.

“That’s going to take a while.”

With that we crawled through the cabinet. 

Wow ~Sam~ that was, amazing.

Laura-

I sat there hugging my long lost dad and crying. I could not believe it. I was a weapon? That's why Sora had seen my death. Russian agents were probably going to find me and kill me because I'm their runaway weapon. "I love you Laura," my dad whispered loud enough for only me to hear. "I love you too dad," I said at the same volume. Eventually I stepped back and wiped my eyes. "Well then instead of killing you I guess I'm going to have to keep you here now. So you can teach Laura how to control people again." I stared at her. "No! I don't want to be able to do that!" "Laura, really, you have to learn-" "No! I don't want to!" My dad took my hand. "Laura, you have to know how to control it. Now that you know you can do it you'll almost certainly do it by accident and you won't know how to work it, or how to shut it off." Kayden raised her hand. "I can do that! If she ever gets out of control. I can shut off powers," she said, pride in her voice as I felt my powers get shut off. "Stop it Kayden." She blushed and turned my powers back on. "Dad, do I really have to?" "It would be best." I nodded. "Okay." "Good, now the four of you leave, Laura's going to start training now," she said pointing at Cassie, Kayden, Quinn, and Sora. "What?" all five of us asked at once. "It's one in the morning!" I shouted. "Ten minutes ago I was so tired I fell out of bed, literally!" My dad laughed. "Don't worry, I do that sometimes too." I smiled. For a KGB agent he was a pretty cool dad. "All right, fine! Tomorrow then. You'll get up 5 hours from now at six and train with Costikov. Now all of you, get to bed!" We rushed out of the room. "I cannot believe that just happened," Quinn muttered. "I can't either," I said looking straight ahead. "I mean who would have thought you'd be a Russian weapon?" Cassie asked obviously a little more excited about all this than I was. "Who would have though you'd meet your dad?" Sora asked. This time I smiled. "KGB or not, he's a pretty awesome dad." I nodded. "Yeah, he is." When we got back to the room Sonny looked about ready to kill us all. "What the heck do you think you're doing leaving me ALONE?!" Quinn told her to sit down, and I explained everything. By the end she was paler than the white shirt she was wearing. "Wow. I'm glad I sat down" was all she could say.

This is my first time ever on Cricket, my friend told me about it and I thought I'd be cool to see this story from the Russian POV. If that's OK? 

Name: Lipa Petrov, LP, S-43, Ark Angel

Age: 16

Gender: girl

Silblings: Alex Petrov (S-1, AP) decesed 

physical description: Long blonde hair always in a braid, tall, light blue eyes, pale

personality: rude, not easily excited, emotionless most of the time, easily angered, tuff, uncaring

powers: wings, enhanced senses 

histroy-

Is part of the Russian weapon creation. Unknown to KGB agent, Anderson Costikov, the Russian's continued to make humans into weapons after the sucess with LC (Laura Costikov/Anderson), she is Subject 43 (S-43), and is known as either LP (Lipa Pertrov), or Ark Angel (her code name). Her brother Alex Petrov was the first to be tested after LC and it was a complete failure, having killed him. Her father is KGB agent Piotr Petrov and provided the Russan military with both of his children for the weapon making process. Mother died of Teberculosis when she was 7, six years after she joined the Russian military. The exact year she was mutated from normal to abnormal.

Lipa-

I crawled through the air duct eager to get this test over with, because after it I'd be assigned my first mission. Boris, my handler/teacher, spoke in my ear in a strong Russian accent which I lacked for some reason. "LP, don't forget what I told you about fitting your wings in tight spaces." The duct was getting narrower. "I know Boris, I remember." My Russian accent was fading, there were too many different accents and languages to learn, my brain sometimes got confused. "Oh, and don't forget to-" "I know Boris! Please just shut up so I can concentrate." "Right, sorry." The air duct had become to narrow for my wings to fit. I flattened myself on the ground, and took out a small laser. I pointed it at the wall. Slowly I cut the wall open and slipped through into a larger tunnel. This one had lasers. "Must you make this so easy?" I asked. I heard laughing on the other end of the com and grinned. I took out a mirror and set it in front of the lasers and they moved out of the way, now pointing up. I crawled through and slid down the other side, kicking open the grate at the bottum. Waiting for me were four gigantic men. Each one 6" 5' and weighing in at 350lbs. I stood ready to fight. Two headed toward toward me quickly I back flipped, slid on my knee's past them cutting their ankles with knives in the process. I jumped up and landed on the two other men's shoulders, knocking their heads together. I flew up to the celiling and threw eight knives. Each one landed exactly where I wanted it to land. Each man now had a knife sticking out of both of their feet. I flew down screaching kicking two of the men in the face, the other two I elbowed, then punched them. With all four men knocked out I took away all the weapons they had on them and tied them up. I then continued on a gun in my hand. I picked the lock on the next door and kicked it open. On the other side were three people; the head of the weapons devision at KGB Arnold Gregovitch, Boris, and some woman I've never seen before. I stood up straight in front of them. "Good job, LP, you have passed your final test. You are now able to go on your first mission. It has already been chosen for you," the woman said. Her ID read, Joan Nickodejevic. I nodded. "Thank you." Boris heald out a stack of papers. They were all files on various people. Laura Anderson, Quinn Baker, Sora Hirnlesser, Madison Jefferson, Johana Russo, Cassie Stoll, Kayden Scheller, and many others. To my surprise Agent Anderson Costikov. "What is my mission?" I asked. Boris exchanged a glance with Joan. "You are to infiltrate a school called the Academy for Special Children. The people there all work for the American Government and have kidnapped one of our agents. Agent Anderson Costikov." "He provided the first test for the wepaon program didn't he." It was a statement, not a question. I knew this already I just wanted clarification. "Yes, he is. Your mission is to infiltrate the school, get him, and get out." "Why me? I have been trained for advanced missions. Anyone can infiltrate a school." Arnold stepped up. "This is a special school. All the students are like you." "Weapons?" "No, they all have special abilities, that are natural." I was shocked. Of course I'd learned about people like this but I've never known about a whole school for people like that. "Do you understand your mission." I nodded. "How much time do I have?" "You have 22 minutes to infiltrate the school and recover Agent Costikov." In an hour I was suited up in a black leather suit equiped with more weapons than I could count and was in a helecopter on my way to the academy.