Secrets

One

"I don't want to go to high school," I argued, starting to get upset with the whole conversation. "I can't control my abilities."

"Louis, you'll be fine," my mom assured me from the other side of the couch. "It's not that bad."

"Liam does it just fine," my dad pointed out.

I sighed, starting to get aggravated. "I'm not Liam."

"We know that, we know that," my mom said quickly with a small glare towards my dad. "But it's not that bad. And you need to be more social."

I closed my eyes and looked down. "I don't think I should. I've been to all of Liam's things and it scares me. What triggers my abilities most?"

"You're over thinking it, love. You just go and meet people. You're going to be learning more about the things I've told you about plus new ones," My mom moved closer to me and wrapped her arms around me. "I promise, Louis. You'll be fine."

I shook my head. "I'm going to get us caught if you do this. Liam can handle it, I can't."

"You're going and that's the end of it," my dad snapped before getting up and walking away.

My mom sighed as she watched him. Before she could try to do something that she thinks could rectify the situation, I got up and went to my room. Unlike my dad who had slammed the basement door closed, I gently closed mine, shaking my head.

"I'm not ready for this," I mumbled to myself. I pulled out my phone, smiling to myself when I had a text from Harry.

Harry was someone I had met at a camp over the summer. He was exactly like me, well not exactly, but we both don't have the best grip on our abilities. We got pretty close, but we didn't live near each other.

Harry:
Guess who's being forced
to start school?

I fell onto my bed, texting him back.

Louis:
Me, how did you know?

I rolled onto my back when I heard Liam laugh and start talking after the front door opened. Great, of course you bring friends over. Why wouldn't you?

I wanted to say Liam was Mr. Perfect in the house, but he wasn't. He could easily take on the roll if he wanted to, though. Unlike telekinesis, his ability is reading thoughts, which he was able to control when he was a kid.

I learned that mine goes off my emotions, so I have to keep them in check. When you're an emotional person though, it hardly works in your favor. And yeah, telekinesis seems easy to be able to control, but it's not. It takes a lot of out me to use it, plus when my parents first found out about it, they almost shoved me away.

That totally wasn't mentally scarring at all.

I grabbed my phone as another text went off.

Harry:
Wait, seriously?

Louis:
I swear. My parents just told me

Harry:
Now we can both complain together

"Yeah, that's one way to see it," I said as I typed, chucking to myself.

"Louis!" I heard Liam call. I sighed, slipping my phone into my pocket as I walked to my bedroom door.

My twin brother was standing with his group of friends, twirling the keys on his hand. I rolled my eyes and held my hand out. He smiled and tosses them to me. "Where are we going?"