Rena slowly opened her eyes. Immidiately she was bombarded once again with everyone's thoughts. I HATE MY POWERS SOMETIMES!!! she yelled inside of her mind. She never ever got the chance to just sit and think her own thoughts; it was rather frusterating.
Pulling back her covers, she stretched, and decided she was done wearing a skirt. Stepping into the closer, she found a pair of random pinstripe pants. The then continued to dig through her belongings and found a hot pink tank top, which she pulled on. Yes, she always wore random clothing like that, it matched all the random thoughts that continually ran through her brain. She tied her hair into a messy knot on the top of her hair, rather messily, and walked out of her room barefoot.
At that same moment, another girl had stepped out into the hallway. Rena took one glance at the girl, and immidiately could read her thoughts. The girl, Claire, was tentative, and thinking about how she wanted to make friends, but how difficult it was. Rena proceeded to read her thoughts, and walked towards her.
"Hello, dearie!" she exclamied, flinging her hair. She could feel Claire staring uneasily at her, but Rena always seemed to be more comfortable around girls. She was still clumsy when talking to females, but her "accidents" seemed to multiply when around men. "I must tell you that I absolutely LOVE the Phantom Of The Opera. What about you?"
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