A bit too much? (Open)

[Jennifer Younge]

weariness, it plagued the girl. She was overwhelmed and exhausted. Not only was it the move to a new town, new school. No, it was sheer weight of the knowledge that had been passed to her. She was a telepathic. That little bit of new weighed more heavily on Jenni's shoulder then her mothers final breakdown, or her abandonment by her friends. She was freak, she was a meta-human, and the fact terrified her.

How on earth was anyone supposed to learn anything when their entire world had been turned upside down? How could anyone concentrate? Yet, they were expected to learn normal stuff as well as power training. Jen just hoped she could have a little time to get used to everything. Being thrown in the deep end was not a favorite thing of Jennifer's. She sighed softly, trying to keep the tears that threatened behind her eyes. She couldn't cry, not yet anyway.

Her phone rang, and Jennifer let out a barley audible groan before picking it up. She didn't even check the caller id before speaking.
"Hey mom" She nodded as her mother babbled on at the other end. "Yes, yes I know mom. I'll be fine." Jeni set her pen down and flipped her diary closed. "No, mom, I'm fine. I've made a ton of friends... wait no, don't cry mom. Look, i have to go... No I don't hate you... I have to unpack... Mom! I have to go, I love you. Bye!" Jenni hung up and stared at the phone, utterly bewildered. Her mother flip-change attitude had left Jennifer feeling a little lost since her dad left... but this, way, way out of her league.

Turning her phone of, Jennifer tried to ignore the threatening headache. A new one brewing. Yay. She'd had enough of them to last her life time, yet she knew that she would suffer them for a long while longer. Today had been a trying day, and all the thirteen year old wanted to do, was to unwind. But her mother and her headache, and the threatening tears prevented her from doing just that. She wanted to cry, and scream and storm, but mainly, she just wanted someone to talk to about it. Sure the official had explained everything, in an objective kind of way. But Jenni needed more. She had never felt so alone and cut-of from everyone else.

[Benjamin Park]

Benji was still getting used to Hammel. Back home, everyone understood his inability to talk and catered to it like it was second nature. Here, not all the teachers knew, so he'd had to explain to them, while feeling extremely inadequate, his limitations. The students were another matter entirely, some had even teased him because he was mute, and he'd taken to wearing high-collared shirts and turtlenecks to hide the scar from his surgery. He didn't feel like dealing with sneers and jeers about that as well.

So far, Willow and Akira had been the only people that Benji had really connected with, and Willow really didn't count as she was the one who recruited him, but she understood sign language and that had made him so excited. Unfortunately, she was a recruiter and not someone he would see on a daily basis, not unless he went out of his way to visit her. Akira was his roommate and being that he was nearly as shy as Benji, they got along fairly well. So he found himself curled up on a couch in the student lounge, just watching the other students as they came and went, laughing, joking, enjoying themselves. That was when Jenni caught his attention.

He knew the look on her face almost too well. He understood that sadness, that struggle to hold back tears. It was a look he'd worn many times upon his arrival to Hammel and he was sure it would make several more appearances. Benji was shy by nature, but he bit on his lip and got up from the couch to sit by Jenni. Flipping his notebook open, he scribbled down a hasty message to her, then offered the notebook out to her. "Are you okay?" He didn't have anyone to talk to and from the looks of things, she didn't either.

He was just doing what he felt was right. No one had taken the initiative to approach him when he'd had his bad days, but he would have loved a friendly encounter. It was his turn to extend a welcoming hand to a new student and he was going to take it, even if he was nervous. It wasn't that Jenni was intimidating, on the contrary, but meeting new people had never been his cup of tea.

[Jennifer Younge]

Lost in her own little world of unfairness and loneliness, Jenni didn't notice the boy join her until a note pad slid into her view. She started, and glanced up, deer-in-the-headlights expression on her face. She quickly slid her diary of the tabletop and fastened the lock. It was a knee-jerk reaction, ad had nothing to do with the boy personally. Once she realized what she done, she shot a small apologetic smile at him, and then lowered her eyes to the note-book. The question of why he wrote in a book instead of speaking briefly crossed her mind, but the thought was pushed aside as she read the words.

'Are you ok?' The simple sentence sent a whirlwind of emotions through her. It was amazing that three tiny little words could make her eyes well up, and the tightness in her chest to loosen up a little. She didn't doubt he meant it when he asked, after all sincerity was written all over his face, and it was that sincerity that made her feel the tiniest bit better about everything. She blinked passed he tears welling, and swallowed the lump out of her throat.
"Yes" she spoke the words even as she pulled the notebook closer to her and used her diary pen to jot a response.

"A bit much, new school. A little lost, you know?" And she was pretty sure he must know. She didn't think he was writing instead of speaking out of sheer choice, after all, it took longer to write. This must mean he had a valid reason for keeping quiet, but she didn't want to pry. She just figured he had it tough, so maybe he could relate, besides, everyone was new here, at some point anyway. She pushed the book closer to him and gave a watery smile.

"My names Jenni." she said aloud. She had chosen to write what was wrong with her rather then speak, because she was trying to put up a front. A front of bravery, and I don't give a damn. She couldn't do it with the boy though, he had already seen through it. Still, she didn't want everyone else knowing.

[Benjamin Park]

Benji was nothing if not observant. He learned so much just from watching people, which was something he had done a lot since arriving at Hammel. Sitting on the sidelines, just watching. Interactions, altercations, anything and everything, just trying to make sense of it all. He'd heard of the empaths in the school and was ever so thankful that it wasn't his power to deal with, he didn't think he could handle it. He'd never even seen Jenni around before today, but just from looking at her, he'd felt a connection. He knew those emotions well.

He offered her a smile in return, looking down at her response on the notebook. His reply was just as hasty as the last, for he was always in a hurry to write. "It's nice to meet you, Jenni. My name is Benji." He paused for a moment to consider how to word what he wanted to say next, tapping the end of his pen against his lip. "I'm still new too, but I could help you around, if you'd like?" He didn't know the Hammel campus that well, as he'd managed to get lost on his way to his classes a couple times, but he didn't mean the offer strictly in a directional way only, but he wasn't sure how else to put it.

Benjamin was an excellent listener, by choice and by fate, and he'd be happy to listen to Jenni. He'd seen the diary she'd quickly stashed away and related, as he'd filled many journals with his own stories, but paper was never as good as confiding in a real live person. If Jenni wanted to cry, he wouldn't judge her. He'd cried too his first night here, face buried in his pillow so no one would hear, but boys aren't supposed to cry.

[Jennifer Younge]

"Hey Benji" The words were muttered softly, ad she offered a little wave to accompany her greeting. Normally, Jenni wouldn't be so reserved, but she was completely overwhelmed with everything, and just a little bit frightened of it all. She would never admit such feelings, despite Benji seeming to be all knowing. Well, he knew something was up with her anyway. Was he telepathic too? She doubted it somehow, but then, he did know to come over. She pushed her musings aside, and read the new sentence he had written.

"That would be nice." she said, with a shy smile, then she reached for the pad again. "Do you mean with school and stuff or..." She looked at him questioningly. She didn't want him to just show her around and then be done with her. She could really use a friend, and Benji seemed too be a really nice guy. But then, neither did she want to open up to him, to have him abandon her. She father leaving home had given her some real trust issues when it came to relying on people being around.

While she thought, her hand was moving, and without really realizing it, she had been writing. She looked at the words, and carried on. She just hoped she wouldn't regret it.
"Its just too much for me to handle, everything has changed all of a sudden. I'm at a new school, with some power that I don't really want. I'm not good with meeting new people and now I have to make new friends. I just feel so alone now, not that I had many people to talk to before, but I'm so confused about everything now and..."

Jennifer stopped writing, and looked at Benji, "Sorry," she said "I didn't mean to..." she gestured at the paper, and let out a little nervous laugh. She smile slid of her face pretty soon though, and she turned her gaze to the dairy in her lap. Well its too late now. She had opened up whether she wanted to or not. Why was it suddenly so difficult to keep things inside? She was an expert at it before, and now... Now she was telling a stranger everything. Maybe it was because it was all there, just under the surface, and fighting for a release. Jenni was desperate to talk to someone.

But writing it all down, was almost like writing inn her diary. If Benji spoke instead of writing, it might have been harder for her to mention what was worrying her. He was almost like a human diary. She just wished she had spilled so soon. What would he think of her? Spilling her guts to some stranger she only just met. But he's whole aura seemed to command her to confide in him. She just hoped he would keep what she said hidden.

[Benjamin Park]

Among Benji's fears was the inability to find a place where he fit in the world. He wasn't deaf, but he couldn't speak. He was shy to a fault. This was the first time he'd ever been away from home. How could he find his niche if he was scared of everyone? Jenni's torment was similar to his own. Where would she fit in this new school, this new universe? Five months ago and Benji had thought powers like those he'd seen at Hammel only existed in movies and comic books. It was hard to make sense of it all when your world had just been turned upside down.

His eyes scanned the paper as she continued to write. He was pretty sure that somewhere along the line, he'd written the same words. Lowering his hand, he started on his reply. "It's kind of scary, isn't it? I felt that way too and sometimes I still do! If you don't mind me asking, what's your power? I'm a-" he trailed off, trying to remember what it is that Willow had called his power. He would have said healer, but she'd told him that might not be all he was capable of doing. "biological manipulator! Big words, huh? Really, all I know how to do is heal people." If she was going to confide in him, he could at least do the same for her. That way she wouldn't think he was collecting all this information just to use it against her.

His smile was still warm and he was feeling rather glad that he'd built up the courage to approach her. "Sometimes, you just feel better when you tell people things and I'd be happy to listen... or read!" He'd hoped the little joke might have cheered her up a little. Hoped it might have been something to put her at ease. It wasn't easy adjusting to a new place and he knew that just talking(writing?) wouldn't be enough to help her settle in. Nevertheless, if he could be her outlet for when things got to be too much, she could blow off a little steam and then work on all the things that needed to be done inside for her to get comfortable in this new place.

Looking thoughtful a moment, he added onto the the paragraph he'd written, "I can't talk. That's why I have the notebook. I actually don't have any vocal cords, they were removed because of cancer." It wasn't that Benji was embarrassed by his inability to talk, it just made him feel awkward and out of place, but at least now Jenni would know the reason behind his odd way of communication.

[Jennifer Younge]

Jenni raised her eyebrows on reading his power, Biological Manipulation sound... really clever and cool. She had to admit, at least to herself, that yes, it was all very scary. The fact that Benji had admitted to feeling the same way, told her it was OK frightened, at least with Benji. She nodded in response and then spoke.
"Yeah it is, but does it always stay that way? Or do you get used to it?" she wasn't sure if she was right to ask Benji that, after all, he was still kinda new to the school. Still, even to have someone to ask was nice, and made things a little easier for her.

"I'm a Telepath, but I don't know how to spell it." She smiled ruefully at him "But healing is cool, I mean, you get to make people better, that has to make you feel good." Her smile slid of her face slightly, "The only thing I can do is hear people... not shout, but think shout? Anyway, it just gives me really bad headaches." At the mention of headaches, the one that was brewing behind her left temple came into sudden focus, and Jenni, really regretted thinking about it, it always made it worse when she did.

She closed her eyes briefly, and tried to force t back, it worked a little, and she could at least open her eyes again. She had opened her eyes in time to see the new message, and it made her smile again. It was funny, that she had smiled more in the past 10-15 minutes then she had all day. His joke seemed to lighten the mood a little bit too.
"You're right, I already feel better, and i barely skimmed the surface. Most of it I can't do anything about, but its nice being able to tell someone, even if they don't understand everything. But if you're power is biological manipulation, how come you knew something was wrong, no body else seemed to even notice."

She didn't mean to seem so... melodramatic, but with having someone to talk to, it brought everything to the open, and she realized things that didn't even bother her until now. Her entire out look on life was 'I don't care', but maybe that was no longer strictly applicable. Because she did care, regardless of what she said or how she acted. Still, despite realizing this, she still wasn't ready to let go of her security blanket.
She read his next bit and let out a small gasp. "That's horrible!" The words were louder then intended, and Jenni blushed lightly and glanced around, hoping she hadn't attracted attention to them. A few people glanced around but nothing more. She began to write on the pad instead.
"I'm so sorry for you, that must have been horrible to go through," She didn't want to sound like someone who was just saying sorry for courtesy sake, she was very sincere in her words, bu still, she felt pity, it wasn't nice. "Is it hard for you? I mean, not being able to talk..."

[Benjamin Park]

This entire situation was interesting. It seemed like Jenni was going through the exact same thing he had when he'd first got here and he wondered if this was the typical reaction to Hammel. Had those students who'd just run off grinning like fools felt lost and confused on their first day? He supposed they must have, unless they had been excited to leave their homes and families. Benji had always been close to his own family and he considered his best friend back home his brother and it had broken his heart to leave them all behind. "I think it gets easier. You see the other kids around, don't you? Smiling, having a good time. Maybe you'll have really nice roommates! One of mine is named Akira and he's really nice, I think you'd like him."

It was true, Akira had been the one to help him settle in. Whether it was helping unpacking his suitcases or letting him cuddle with Moxie, his pet ferret, Akira had made that initial day just that much easier. He didn't complain about Benji's inability to talk or the hasty scribbled messages in the notebook. He'd even made Benji laugh on that very first day. He was hoping that he could ease Jenni's transition, even if just a little.

"So... like, you hear their thoughts? I bet sometimes that's scary!" He smiled, then added on, "I saw a kid shooting fireworks out of his teeth the other day. I'd be scared to know what he was thinking!" And he rightly should have been, because anyone that stupid certainly couldn't have had pleasant thoughts in his head. (Did I just give Vincent a cameo? Why yes, I did.)

When Jenni asked about how he discovered his power, he looked a little wistful. "The first time it happened, my best friend back home in Michigan, Xavier, tripped over a tree root and scratched his arm up pretty bad. I was trying to help him clean it and it started to disappear right in front of our eyes! But sometimes when I heal people, I end up hurting myself. So even though I healed Xavier, the scratch then showed up on my arm. My trainer says that with enough practice, I could heal people without hurting myself. How did you find out you were a telepath?" He hadn't realized just how much his missed his friend until he started writing that story, but he knew he wasn't going to be seeing Xavier for a while, at least not until the holidays.

Benji just released a soft, breathy laugh at Jenni's outcry. That had been somewhat similar to Akira's reaction when he'd told him about his lack of a voice. "It's difficult sometimes. I know sign language, but not a lot of other people do, so I use the notebook because it works best. At least I don't have to get in front of the class and give speeches!" Benji was generally a very optimistic person. It had taken a hit when he'd left home, but being around Jenni made it even stronger. Things were scary at Hammel, that was true, but it was a safe place for them. It kept them in an environment where their powers could be controlled if need be and safe from prying eyes should accidents happen.

[Jennifer Younge]

At his written comment, Jenni glanced around the crowded room. There were a lot of smiling and laughing people, now that she took the time to notice. She turned back to Benji and shrugged, "I guess, but how long will it take to get to that point?" Jenni's view on life was very pessimistic at the moment, and she couldn't see how she could smile and laugh again. The fact that people had even bigger problems in life, such as Benji, didn't matter to Jenni. She was a thirteen year old girl, who was far from home and had a power she didn't understand. The only thing that mattered right now, was her. "I haven't met my room mates yet." Jenni replied, adding another worry to the list growing in her head, "But hopefully they are nice."

Her mind turned the next... issue she had, and butterflies started in her stomach again. She was in two minds about the dorm situation. She wasn't sure if wanted room mates, or a room by herself. If she had room mates, she'd have to meet them, and they might be mean. On the other hand, if she roomed alone, she was in for a very lonely year.

Jenni smiled at his questions, and shook her head. "I can't read minds no, I can hear what people... shout? Or send out. I have no control over it at all. Sometimes I hear nothing, like now, and other times my head is filled with other peoples thoughts," As she wrote, Jenni became aware of an interesting fact, when she was preoccupied, she didn't hear anything.

"And I thought the headaches were bad." Jenni replied when he told her about how he discovered his powers. "So if you tried to heal someone who was... stabbed with a sword, you'd be stabbed with a sword?" Jenni shook her head to clear herself of the image which had appeared in her head and laughed. yes, laughed.
"No way special, I woke up one morning, and I could hear people. At first I though i was hearing people speak, until my mom thought something with out moving her lips. Then I went to the doctors, and he thought it, and I heard it. It was on my birthday." Jenni sighed softly,, but pushed it aside. So what, would it have been any better if she found out the day after her birthday? A week after? No.

Jenni's expression shifted to one of confusion when Benji laughed. How could he laugh? But then he explained himself, and she understood. "I can do the Alphabet in sign language." she said, and then signed A to J to show him. "but the notepad is easier." she said. "and hey, theres a bright side to everything right?" she grinned at him. Her thoughts turned to her diary, and she realized she had written in it since being told she was to come here. She write it later she decided, in her dorm. She remembered what she wrote in it on her birthday and let out a nervous laugh.
"Do the government really take meta-humans away and test them like they do on rats?" she wrote this question down, for fear of people hearing her and teasing her. She didn't think Benji would make fun of her.

[Benjamin Park]

Benji pursed his lips thoughtfully because that wasn't an answer he had. Everyone was different, some kids settled in faster than others, and it would depend on the people they met and the way they were treated. He didn't want to tell that to Jenni, though, because it wasn't a very reassuring answer. "Probably sometime before you graduate!" He decided to write down, indicating it was jokingly by drawing a goofy smiley face giving a thumbs up. "Then you'll miss it here when you graduate and move on." He was smiling, trying once again to lighten the mood.

The roommate fiasco was always a little worrying, they were the people you were going to be living with for the next few years. Bad ones could make the stay at Hammel miserable, but good ones would make it enjoyable. Benji had been lucky on that aspect as his roommates had all been nice and he'd made a fast friend in Akira. He'd even met Akira's uncle, the veterinarian in Pilot Ridge, and felt right at home in Zach's presence.

Curious as ever, Benji read her message with fascination. It wasn't exactly as he had assumed, but it was still a interesting power. He'd certainly had moments where he wished he could tell what some people were thinking. When she asked him about the sword, he could only nod and laugh along with her, jotting down, "It's a good thing people don't use swords so much anymore!" Although I'm not sure whether to mention to him the possibility of healing a gunshot. I think I'll let him be happy about the sword thing.

Benjamin was hoping that Jenni was starting to relax, even if just a little, since talking to him. She seemed to be willing to open up to him, which was an important first step, and she had even smiled and laughed. But the question she'd jotted down into his notebook made the boy's eyebrows draw together with concern. "I don't know. I've heard that, but I don't know if it's true or not. It's kind of scary to think about? But I was told we're safe at Hammel, that no one will take us away or hurt us as long as we're here."

[Jennifer Younge]

Jenni smiled at his little joke. Sure, sometime before graduation. Jenni had 3-4+ years here, and that seemed like forever to the thirteen year old girl. Maybe things would be a lot easier if she wasn't getting these headaches all the time. She was seriously starting to look forward to the control lesson she was told about. If she could just stop hearing everything, things would be better. She was sure of it.
"Graduations a long time away Benji, I only got here today." she said softly, but with the smile still in place. She didn't want to upset Benji by disregarding his joke.

Jenni cringed at his affirmative answer, and then nodded laughing. "Yes it is, otherwise you'd be in trouble." Talking about things like this made it seem like all her problems were far away, and she'd much rather continue joking around, but wasn't sure what else they could laugh about. Again, Jenni failed at the 'thinking of things to talk about' front.

"Well thats good!" Jenni said with a smile, feeling some relief that she was safe here. She wasn't sure if the government rumors were true or not, but she didn't think she believed them. After all, things like that only happen in the movies right?
"Hey, do you know what all this remind me of?" she asked, her thoughts were on X-men, and she did fantasize about a cure. They invented on in the movies anyway. Maybe there was a way to do it in real life.

Her mind still on this matter, Jen was wondering if she would gladly give up her powers. She didn't see why not. After all, all her powers had give her so far was grief and pain. Who wouldn't want to live without them? She looked at Benji and considered what he would do. Healing people was such a good thing. But he suffered if he healed someone. Would it be a good idea for him to give his powers up, or not?

[Benjamin Park]

It was true that Hammel was a bit overwhelming. So much stuff was going on around you while you were trying to find your way through the halls, hunting down classrooms and hoping you won't be the student walking in five minutes late because you were on the wrong floor. It was a place that was to be their home for the next few years (Some longer than others, I'm looking at you, Vincent) and if they really wanted to make it through this place with their sanity in tact, they would have to settle in at some point. He felt bad that he couldn't give Jenni a definite answer, so he did the next best thing he could think of.

Flipping to an empty page in the notebook, Benji bit down on his bottom lip and began hastily doodling, his hand moving quick as it could over the paper. When he was finished, he smiled brightly and pushed over the notebook, which now sported a drawing that said "Happy first day!" Benji certainly wasn't the world's greatest artist (not by a long shot, his drawings were generally stick people) but he found doodling to be fun and a good source of stress-relief, so he'd often find himself doodling when he had nothing better to do.

"You know what would be worse than swords? Cannons!" He added, still smiling, drawing a cannon ball flying over the words. But when Jenni asked him what this made her think of, he lifted his head curiously. "What?" He jotted down absently, just in case she couldn't read the question that was apparent on his face. When all this had happened to him, at first he thought it was a dream. The recruiter from Hammel showing up just was he was out of surgery, recovering in the hospital, telling him he was special and that there was a place especially for people like him. It was all so surreal and even coming to Hammel, touching the wall to make sure that it was real, had seemed like something that his imagination would cook up. He wondered if it was the same for Jenni.

[Jennifer Younge]

Jenni glanced at the picture, and then looked at it again. A grin broke over her face, and she clapped her hands together, earning herself a few bewildered glances. She ignored the looks as she impulsively threw her arms around the boy, and then turned back to look at the picture, unaware of how this random act may have made him uncomfortable or not. She was more concerned about the fact someone could make her feel so welcome in such a short space of time.

Jenni opened her mouth in horror, and then shook her head. "That would not be good, at all!" she said, her mind already imagining the type of damage a cannon could do. She shuddered at the image, but let it slide from her mind as Benji brought her attention to what she was thinking previously.

"X-men" she stated, a smile lighting her face once more. She reached for the notepad and pen, not wanting to admit to the next bit out loud. "And a cure". She looked at Benji, and shrugged, an apologetic smile on her face. A cure for her 'power' would be very very welcome right now.

(Bleh, sorry for the shortness!)

[Benjamin Park]

Jenni's hug had certainly surprised Benji, but her obvious excitement for the little doodle made him happy. Cheering other people up was what Benji lived for, there was nothing quite like putting a smile on someone's face. He just laughed as she threw her arms around him and he hugged her back, smiling and not caring who shot a curious glance over at them. Jenni deserved her moment of happiness and there was nothing wrong with her being excited. (Though Benji wondered if it was really so much the drawing and instead someone that she could confide in and trust to help her along the rough transition to Hammel life.) It was actually nice, being the one to do the helping and not the one who needed it.

When Jenni mentioned X-men, he broke into a smile and added onto their steadily growing notes. "I love X-Men!" Indeed, since the manifestation of his power, Benji had gone on a superhero kick. Comic books, movies, cartoons, anything he could get his hands on. He dreamed of what it would be like to be a part of those worlds, to use his powers to help everyone and maybe even have a heroic costume of his very own. (He didn't know what it would look like, just that he wanted one.)

The thought of a cure had Benji thinking again, though. It was true coming to Hammel had been exceptionally difficult. He'd left his home, his family, and his best friend back in Michigan. Because of his ability, Benji had suffered. He'd lost his voice, he'd taken cuts and scrapes from those that were closest to him, but would he give it up? "I think... I like my power. I like being able to heal people, even if it does hurt me sometimes. I like helping people." No, he wouldn't give up his power. He had already grown too attached to it. "But if you wanted to be cured, I'd understand. Maybe someday you'll be able to stop it?" He didn't know the chances of that, but if life was anything like the movies, there was probably some secret government branch dedicated to finding a way to get rid of meta-humans. Then again, that could just be the overactive imagination of 15 year old boy who'd seen far too many movies.

[Jennifer Younge]

The fact that Benji had returned her hug, rather then freezing up and pulling away, only made Jenni a little happier. Her smile was still in place when they pulled apart and looked back at the doodle. "Can I keep it?" She asked, somewhat shyly. A doodle may not seem like much to other people, but to a thirteen year old girl, that doodle represented friendship and acceptance, and Jenni liked it. A lot.

She pulled a face at him saying he loved X-Men, she had liked the cartoons. but thought the movies were a little rubbish. There was too much going on for her to follow, and when Magneto kidnapped Rouge and stole a bit of her power, she had got nightmares. She still watched them though, they captivated her in a scary way, it was as if she enjoyed watching them because they scared her.

"I think I'd like a cure, reading people's minds doesn't really help much." She said, excusing her secret wish. A secret that wasn't much of a secret now she had told Benji, but she was pretty sure he would keep it to himself. "Hopefully." Jenni admitted, "It would be nice to go a day without hearing what everyone is thinking." She smiled almost apologetically at this.