(My brother and I did a little bit of collabing in this post.)
Ellie unwillingly uncloaked when she bumped into Doctor Quinn and Camilla. "Sorry, doctor Quinn!" Her face blushed red against her light skin. The girl sheepishly continued walking down the hallway, only to feel a large arm sling around her shoulder. She groaned silently, knowing exactly who the arm belonged to; Davis Murk. His thick muscles bulged from his entire body, the result of his x-gene super strength. Murk was the acclaimed bully of the school, and unfortunately had taken a liking to messing with Ellie. She cringed the entire time he was touching her, and she wished that he would just disappear; wish she would disappear. However, she found that she couldn't force herself to become unseen. This block of her abilities seemed to come at the most unfortunate time, and one of those times was right now.
"Hello, Mrs. York." Davis said. "How are we today?" Ellie hugged her books close to her chest and didn't pay attention. He gave her what would look to anyone else to be a pat on the back, but in fact, he hit her shoulder her enough to bruise. Ellie clenched her teeth to keep from cursing at the pain. "Oh sorry about that." Murk muttered. Before Davis could continue his antics, a voice came from behind them.
"Davis, leave her alone." Conner called forward. He was only a few feet behind. He glared straight into Murk's eyes, defiantly. He and murk were the same height, but Conner definitely looked more confident than he actually was. Murk grinned, stupidly.
"No problem, Outlaw." He said. He rudely put a hand on Ellie's head and ruffled her hair. "Just havin' some quality time." He put his hands up in mock surrender and turned around to walk away. When Conner looked back to Ellie, she was gone, or rather she was there, but not visible. He sighed, scanning the crowd for her. He didn't understand why she was so inconfident. Honestly, she was really pretty, and she didn't have much to be self conscious of...
When Ellie reached class, she uncloaked assured that she was out of danger of Murk. Mr. Logan was already in the room by the time she was there. She enjoyed his history class... Going to an empty desk, she set her satchel down, rubbing her shoulder in display of pain. She turned towards the front and managed a smile. "Morning, Mr. Logan..."