Natalie applied her powers. She discovered once by looking piercingly into a boy's eyes, pupils turned slightly upwards, that she was the center of an irreal force streaming from the hidden niches of her mind. When it permeated the boy it caused instantaneous disorientation and physical collapse. Antonio thought he had finally cornered her in the hall, and could move in for some heavy necking. But as he took that final step to approach her, everything he saw seemed to hurdle around him violently as if he were spinning on a pinwheel. Before the vertigo forced him to the floor his eyes darted madly about for some point of orientation, some lifeline to save him. He instinctively sought the sight of Natalie's navel, the beauty of which was conveniently hidden. Now Antonio lay in a fetal position, eyes tightly shut, one with the floor. The spinning stopped and he felt safe.

Story #126