I'm Marella. Not Mare. Not Ella. No nicknames."

I pulled the new girl, Sophie Foster, over to my table.

"Um, hi," she said. I noticed her glance at the boys sitting at my table, and she gave an extra long, disgusted look at Valin, the boy with the greasy ponytail and drool dribbling down his chin.

"I let these boys sit here with me. Usually not girls, though. Girls are annoying." I shrugged.

She raised an eyebrow over her strange brown eyes and replied snakily, "What you're saying is…?"

I rolled my eyes. "I think you can tell what I mean," I sighed, "when I say most girls are annoying. I'm willing to give you a chance, though. Those freaky eyes; that's totally how I like to roll." Judging by the look on her face as I said that, I don't think that was the right thing to say to her.

"Uh, no thanks. I don't want to hang out with your… Well… I'd like to hang out with a less… drooly, greasy crew. No offense."

I took great offense from that.

"You could hang out with me and Dex, though," she offered.

At this point, I'm kinda losing interest in wanting to befriend this so-called hero-of-a-freak called Sophie Foster.

"Well, brown eyes and the son of a bad match? Sorry, no thank you." I snapped, wanting to give her a slap of reality. "You can still hang with the drooly boys, though. You can be their Queen."

"Uh, unsubscribe." Sophie murmured as she slowly backed away from our table. She wandered over to Dex and sat down. I saw her freak eyes drift over to the Vacker boy, Fitz. Her face flushed. Ugh.

What's worse, all of my so called friends were now gaping at Sophie, and drooling more than usual. I groaned and grabbed my lunch tray to go and sit somewhere else. I settled at an empty table, far away from Sophie and her number one fan club.

I poked at my food and sighed. Honestly, I thought to myself, why is it always this way? I looked around the room. Students who has manifested as Vanishers flickered in and out of sight. Empaths made fake kissing noises as they teased their friends when certain people walked by. Hydrokinetics re-filled their water glasses.

"Why can't I just manifest and do something with my life?" I thought aloud.

"I can help you, and you can."

Who was that?