Rise by K T Hanna

Author:K T Hanna [Hanna, K T]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781948983242
Publisher: Amaranthine Press
Published: 2020-06-18T16:00:00+00:00

It had to be all the way over the other side of town. Even the GPS on my phone mocked me with the distance. While I could run it, I’d be useless by the time I got there. It’d be pretty much flat out pace for the ninety minutes I had to get there in time. Pulling my favored hoodie tighter around me, I shoved my hands into my pockets. These pants were newer and sort of clung to my calves, but were freer farther up. It allowed me to run if I needed to without discomfort. Let’s face it. I always needed to run.

I made my way to Market so I could grab the bus, which would take me to 30th Street’s train station. If I was lucky and the connection timed out right, which the app said it should, then I could jump on the train and let it take me out to Tacony near the compound. Didn’t they know how long it would take me to get there?

Even after I got off the train, I was going to have to run about five blocks to make it to my destination. What would they have done if I wasn’t a track athlete? Questioning things was the best distraction for me to avoid thinking about the fact that I was about to get in an electronically controlled silver tube.

The bus stop on Market Street was crowded at this time of a Friday night. I didn’t have the time nor patience to wait for the second one, so I pushed my way into the front of the crowd, receiving several death stares in response. While I’d like to think they stemmed purely from my pushing past, I was pretty certain I statically shocked every single person I came into contact with.

Damn it.

I hunkered down and shoved my hands in my hoodie’s pockets. Necessary evils would be how I got this done.

Finally, the bus arrived, and there was some jostling and swearing as people tried to force their way onto the almost full bus. I managed to snag a standing spot close to the back doors, but damned if I wasn’t feeling claustrophobic. Didn’t help that the whole vehicle was made out of metal. I’d forgotten that busses might not run on electricity, but they certainly used it. Fantastic, let’s just put an electric eel into a metal box. That boded well.

Electricity danced through my veins, like a giggle under my skin. Awesome. My ability had a freaking sense of humor. I could feel it wanting to reach out and jump onto the pole I held. Fighting it back under control became exhausting.

I sighed and tried to turn off my senses. There was a faint smell of urine coming from the back of the bus, and the guy next to me was sweating profusely. Either he’d run for the bus or he was sick. Personally, I thought it was a bit of both. 30th Street couldn’t come soon enough.

I fled as soon as the doors opened, breathing in the scents of the street instead of the enclosed bus.

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