Dead End by C.P. Rider & Alex Pitones

Author:C.P. Rider & Alex Pitones [Rider, C.P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: VC Group, LLC
Published: 2021-04-28T16:00:00+00:00

21

I couldn't decide if it was when the telepathic girl in the cropped top told everyone what color panties I was wearing or if it was when the shirtless drunk boy with pyrokinetic abilities burned the sleeves off my top, but somewhere between 8:15 and 8:20 p.m., I realized this party sucked.

"Maria, you made it."

"Gilda?" I squinted through a haze of blue smoke flowing from the nostrils of a guy with what appeared to be steel spikes for hair. As far as I could tell, his special ability was being a human fog machine.

I waved my hand to clear the air, and came face to face with Gilda and her two-cheerleader entourage.

"Enjoying the party?" She said it with a smile so plastic I thought I heard it crack.

"Yeah, sure." A pair of ripped-up boxer shorts floated past my head and I recoiled. "There's definitely a lot going on."

"You're not used to hanging around other Elites."

These guys were Elites? Huh. I'd expected them to be more impressive, I guess. Like Samuel. The abilities I'd seen tonight were more like tired party tricks.

"You look nice," I said.

Gilda wore a tight gold minidress with matching heels so high they didn't make sense. Her makeup had been applied by either a makeup artist or a fairy godmother, and her orange hair was in perfect ringlets down her back. Not a strand out of place.

It really was too easy to hate her.

"Thanks, Maria." She looked me over. "You look nice too."

I stopped myself from smoothing the non-existent wrinkles of my off-the-shoulder sundress. I did look nice. The olive green made my skin look brown and healthy. I'd put my hair up in a tight bun and even worn my favorite gold hoop earrings. The ones so big I could wear them as bracelets.

The sound of an air horn drew my attention to the DJ table.

The DJ, a humanoid guy covered in gray reptilian scales, made the air horn sound again. Only thing was, he didn't have an air horn. The sound was coming from his nostrils. What the heck was with these people and weird nose tricks?

One more piercing honk and everyone, excluding myself and Gilda, let out a sort of battle cry in response.

I blinked. "What was that about?"

"Chimera must be close by," Thing One said from behind Gilda. She sounded as excited about seeing a chimera as I felt about it, which was … not at all.

"Don't worry, Tamara. If she gets too close, Zack will take care of it." Gilda seemed very sure of this. "He told me he's been running drills in his backyard."

"He passed out ten minutes ago," Thing Two said. "Ethan and Harper are practicing their telekinesis on him."

"Zack is helping the Bradford twins?" Gilda sounded doubtful.

"It's more that he's not putting up any sort of resistance to them building a rock wall around him."

"Why are they doing that?" I asked.

"They need the training. Right now they can't lift more than five pounds, and the only way they can get stronger is with practice.

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