’How long have you know about it?’ raced up and down through her mind until she couldn’t take it anymore. Would be horrible to say that she has known about it for a year? She’s been good at keeping it to herself, at least to her knowledge she has. If she ever worked a flashlight around Gio without knowing batteries were in it, it wasn’t known to her unless she told herself to check the thing. Every so often, even that little note of remembering disappears. “For about a year.” Amelia was so quiet when answering; she wasn’t even looking up at Gio when she spoke. “I think I did a good job at hiding it from my parents. From anyone.”
She really couldn’t touch her food now. Even playing with it was out of the question. The bowl was pushed off to the side, kind of signaling for it to be picked up if the waiter was in eye sight of it. Her drink though, that was pulled closer to her to play with the straw and poke at the remaining ice that was still floating in the coppery liquid. She was still thirsty, of course. So every now and again she would take a few little sips while listening to Gio talk about someone who was basically a magnet. At least, that was how she was reading it.
“I wonder if PMS would trigger it…” Amelia randomly said then, looking up from her drink and staring at nothing in particular when her head turned to the side. Yeah, she knew Gio was there and that he was a boy. It was a valid point. Would her period trigger her power and cause hell to break loose? It hasn’t happened yet, but who knows what would cause her to lose control, if she ever grasps it in the first place. “How can you not have a power? It sounds like this whole island is plagued with them,” she said, making a face at him when she glanced back over to him. “But.. thank you. You know I would return the favor in a heart beat.”