To say that my encounter with Emola was overwhelming would be a huge understatement. “Right this way,” the drone said. It pointed me to the changing room. When I walked into a changing room, I noticed a blond Caucasian girl pulling up her socks. The girl pulled out cigarettes, snapped her fingers and out came this small pink flame from her fingers. My eyes lit up at the sight of it. No pun intended. I could not believe all these teens possessed such a variety of powers. “I know you’re there, newbie,” the girl said. “It’s rude to stare, you know.” “Sorry,” I said.” I did not mean to stare. My name is…” “Maddie North,” she said with a smirk. “Everyone who saw you and your friends knows your name.” She stood up and burned her cigarette to ashes. “Congratulations, you’re
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