Chapter Thirteen

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I leave the conference room with Wanda and Pietro, and we go to the kitchen. Pietro throws me a banana when I'm not looking, and I turn around, catching it just in time.

"Thank you guys so much." I peel my banana and take I bite.

"Of course! We'll always have your back," Wanda says. "Right, Pietro?"

"Always." He smiles. "Now, enough of this sappy talk, what are we doing today?"

"I was thinking we could train," Wanda suggests.

"Yes!" Pietro tries to dart out of the kitchen, but Wanda pulls him back with her powers.

"Not so fast." She smirks.

"Are we not training?"

"We are, but not in the way you're thinking. I was hoping we could work on telepathy with Gracee. But instead of seeing my thoughts and sending her thoughts into my mind, she can practice reading your thoughts and sending her thoughts into your mind. If she can do that, then maybe she can even looking through your past thoughts and memories."

"You think I can do that?" I ask excitedly.

"I know you can." Wanda smiles.

We work on everything Wanda said we would for two hours straight. It turns out I could do everything and more. I can feel and manipulate emotions, just like she thought I could. Whatever someone is experiencing mentally or physically, I feel too. Kind of like an empath on steroids.

"You did awesome, Gracee," Wanda says as we walk out of the kitchen.

"Thank you for helping me, Wands. It was so fun."

"Hey, what about me?"

"You too, Speedy."

As we turn the corner, I remember that Peter should probably be coming home from school right about now. He said he would come over, so I need to be in my room to let him in through my window.

I stop walking and turn around, facing them. "Umm, guys, I'm gonna go up to my room. I'm super tired from all the, you know, power... stuff."

"Witchy, we both know you don't get witched out that easily," Pietro says.

"You know you don't have to lie to us." Wanda smiles. "What's going on?"

"Peter's meeting me. We found this glowy orb thing that came from an alien weapon these guys were using to fire at us last night. We're going to try to figure out exactly what it is."

"I'm not even gonna ask," Pietro mumbles.

"What?!" Wanda yells.

"Before you freak out, just know that I know it was stupid, but I don't care. I have to do this. Just trust me, okay?"

Wanda sighs. "Do you promise you'll be careful?"

"I'm always careful." I smirk.

"She's not going to let it go until you promise," Pietro says.

"Fine, yes, I promise." I start to walk away, even though I can tell Wanda has more to say. "I gotta go. I love you both, bye!"

"Gracee!" Wanda yells after me, followed by Pietro's laughter.

I run to my room and step up to my bay window, waiting for Peter. When I see him swinging towards the compound, I signal for him fo come to my window. I open it and he quickly climbs in, sitting down a beige backpack.

"Hey, Spidey."

"Hey!" He takes off his mask and starts breathing hard as he talks fast. "Okay, okay, okay, so listen, I have something really important to tell you."

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