KELLER'S P.O.V

After finding out what powers lie within me, my whole plan to be treated no different from everyone else was failing.

Everyone responded to me as if I was royalty because of my powers. Well, everyone except for my friends, who treated me the same.

Since the last class of the day was now over, the only thing left was lunch. Lunch felt like an eternity. The word about my powers traveled fast around the school, making it so as I walked through the halls people whispered.

They probably thought that I didn't know what they could possibly be talking about, but I most certainly did. Now, I'm spoken of as some sort of legend now.

It's possible that I could be the only person with infinity powers within the school if not Fairyland overall, but I don't want that to define me as different. I just want to be the same person I was before my powers became known.

If only I could turn back time, changing all that had happened. As my friends and I walked through the halls, people talked. But I didn't listen. I quickly made my way through the crowded hallway, taking a spot at a table in the cafeteria.

My friends Katrina and Sarah sat with me, along with my other friends. Brianna was the only one who truly knew what had occurred during that class. After all, she had been there. But, as if sensing my discomfort, Katrina studied me with her bright blue eyes.

"Are you okay?" She asked me, the sweet tone of sympathy lacing her voice.

"Honestly, I'm not too sure anymore." I replied.

My friends gazed at me, sympathy in their eyes. It made me sick to my stomach, thinking about how something such as my powers could change everything.

"Just remember, Keller." Sarah started. "We're here if you want to talk about it."

As she uttered those words, the same sympathy lied within her green eyes. It was that look in each of my friends eyes that made me lose my appetite.

This was one of the only situations where they didn't understand. They didn't understand because they weren't different. Their powers were normal, making me the outcast in comparison. I would be forever separated from the society of being 'normal'. I have always been separated, whether I was homeschooled or not.

Hot tears formed in my eyes, causing me to shoot up from my seat. I stormed off, slamming the door behind me. My friends called my name numerous times before I left, but there is nothing left to say that could make me feel better. I wonder to myself how my day turned upside down in one moment, and how I can feel good one moment then lost the next.

I know this feeling very well. It's the darkness deep inside me, seeping through the cracks in my skin. I've felt this way many times, it now feeling very familiar. I go to the bathroom, peering in to the mirror, the look in my eyes showing that I'm different. I study the difference within them. They are still a pale blue, but their blue color is streaked with black lines almost like cracks.

I grip the sides of the sink as a surge of sudden energy rushes through me. I finally manage to gain control of myself, stumbling in to hallway. My back rests against a locker and let myself slide down to the floor. Then the tears come. Only a few escape my eyes at first, but then tears turn in to sobs.

My sobs echo throughout the empty hallway. Then the sound of a door swinging open is heard echo as well. I know it's probably one of my friends attempting to comfort me. The figure approaching and bury my face in my hands, hiding my eyes.

"Keller?" Their voice questions.

I can tell the person is standing right in front of me, but their voice doesn't sound like one of my friends. Then I realize who it is. It's Parker.

I slowly raise my eyes to meet his, a look of shock taking over his features at my appearance. But his eyes are filled with understanding. This look in his eyes makes me realize, he understands me. He understands what it's like to feel so broken.

Then I remember exactly how he looked at me. It wasn't just nervousness that filled his eyes, it was the feeling of being broken. He's felt unloved and scared, not just nervous. All he needs is someone to understand him, and I'm that person.

He then sits down beside me, wrapping his arms around me. His sudden action shocked me, causing me blush. Was I falling for this boy right here next to me? Are the feelings mutual? I let these thoughts run through my head, his arms still around me. I lean in to his embrace, enjoying the fact that he's next to me.

"Thank you." I whisper softly in to his ear.

He unwrapped his arms from around me and smiled. It was the smile which differentiated him from the rest from the beginning. The smile that made me think he was adorable.

I wiped tears from my eyes, smiling back at him. Then, we walked back to the cafeteria together. We entered going our separate ways, me returning back to my table. Once I sat down, my friends looked at me with shock. They saw who I had just walked in with, but didn't say a word.

The rest of lunch passed by in silence at my table. But during the last couple minutes of lunch, I looked over at Parker. He was looking at me with that same smile on his face. I left the cafeteria feeling happy for once, grabbing my backpack and heading out alongside Katie. The first couple of minutes on our way home was spent in silence.

"So, you and Parker?" She questioned with an evident smirk.

"Shut up." I reply, a dreamy smile on my face. "It isn't like that."

"Are you sure? Because the pink color on your face would like to disagree."

I sigh, the truth is that I don't know what I feel towards him. Are we just friends, or are we something more? I pondered on this thought, just reaching my house.

My first day of school was confusing for me, but I somehow made it through. I finally found someone who understands me, someone who is understanding.