Why Walk When You Can Teleport? {con.}

Caitlyn had always known ner life was too dull to be true.
Now she knew, she was right.

Ever since her teleportation, she'd been exhausted, every bone in her body aching.

And yet, she'd never seen Naomi so excited before. It was like they'd discovered some million-dollar secret, and her friend was eager for credit.
This was irritating Caitlyn, as it was her power, not Naomi's. She deserved the credit, didn't she?
She was the only one who could teleport.

Well, come to think of it, she wasn't sure if she could do it again. She wasn't even sure how she'd done it.
It had sort of been a fluke.

But now....

"Caitlyn? Where are you?" Naomi cried out. She looked fancier than normal, with makeup on, and a short, slinky dress.
"Well?" she asked expectantly.

Caitlyn was confused. Naomi looked, well, pretty, but the overall effect was just so not like her.
"It's nice," she said flatly.

Naomi bounced up and down. "Come on!" She urged. "Let's go say hi to Livy!"

Caitlyn's mouth slowly fell open. 'Livy' was short for Oliviana, the snobbiest girl in school, who they never talked to, mostly because she wouldn't talk to them.

But Naomi was already going, so Caitlyn just followed her.

"Hey Livy!" Naomi sqealed. Ugh, Caitlyn thought. This is terrible!

Oliviana barely turned. "What's your name again?" she asked. "I forgot."

Naomi smiled sweetly."Naomi, remember?"

"Right. So, what do you want?"

Naomi frowned, then leaned over and whispered something in Oliviana's ear.
Oliviana looked surprised for a moment, but then she said something back, smiling, almost evilly.

She turned to Caitlyn. "Come with me," She motioned and walked away.