Andrea - Greendale House - "Hey, at least we can talk to each other telepathically now, right?"
If Johnathon thought he was tired of seeing his own death, I was sick of seeing it all, every time he thought about it I could see it, I flinched every time I saw it in my minds eye. Sam talked as Johnathon listened, and I flinched every time his thoughts drifted back to his own death, I finally toned him out after the third time. I was really getting sick and tired of seeing it all, then more images rushed into my mind from Sam as she talked,some coming so fast that I miss to see what they were. I saw one though, it was me and Sam running some sort of course that I was to close in to see, another is her changing into different people as Daniel watched. Then I saw Sam's true form, the real her only I've seen so far, I was willing to bet she was accidentally transforming back into herself. And sure enough, her hair had changed from its reddish brown color into a silvery white which hinted at her real appearance.
"Sam!" I said slamming my hand down on the table to take her out of her talking.
"What?" she asked looking confused.
"Your not paying attention and your hair has become silvery white," I said.
Johnathon looked confused as he had never seen Sam's true form before, Sam quickly got up and smiled at me and got up excusing herself. She left the room real quick, and I could hear her going up the stairs probably to the bathroom or something.
"She's a real contrast to you, you know that right?" Johnathon said.
"How so?" I inquired.
"She's bright, cheery, talks a lot, and your..." he paused trying to find the right words to say.
"Dark, menacing, and conservative?" I said.
"Yea, not that your not menacing or anything, it's just that, you come off like that to people outside the group and freshmen," he said.
"I personally prefer it that way, helps keep people from snooping around, except for that one chick a year or so back. Man she was nosy!" I said with obvious disgust.
"Yea, I remember her, it took a lot to finally get rid of her, thankfully no one believed her about your whole mind reading powers. And that they dismissed it as crazy illusions of her mind," he said.
"Yea, ain't she like, in a mental ward now or something?" I asked.
"I think," Johnathon replied.
Sam finally came back with her obvious perkiness with hair back to it's usual reddish brown color again and she fully looks like Samantha Greendale again.
"OK, what was I talking about again?" she asked.
"Operation: Boot Camp," I said having half a mind to put her on a different subject.
"Oh right," she said smiling.
"See, now my only problem is that I don't have an idea on how to train Andrea's powers, cause like, she's already been using her mind reading for a long time now, and Mind Controlling is not exactly the funniest thing that can happen to you," Sam said.
"Sorry," I inputted quickly as I subconsciously pull my fedora lower.
"Hey, at least we can talk to each other telepathically now, right?" she said looking on the brighter side of things.
"Yea," I said.
"You two can communicate telepathically?" Johnathon said finishing up the last bites of his waffles.
"Yea, an apparent after effect of my Mind being inside of hers, she can hear my thoughts, I can hear hers," I said.
"That's cool," Johnathon said.
A knocking came on the door, Sam got up again to get it, it had to be one of the others finally dropping by.

