talking

"Renee! I told you not to do that! Maria was my friend, and now she thinks I'm weird." Drella yelled at her sister.

You seemed so lost, I wanted to help. I'm sorry... Renee's voice said in Drella's mind.

"I'm fine!" she cried. "Don't do that! It scares people! Look, I'm glad you're here, but please let me take care of myself. Don't read my mind, I can't lock it as good as you can. Stay out of my brain!"

I'm really sorry, really. I wanted to help you! Renee said earnestly.

"Well, it didn't work! I'm sorry for yelling, but please, just don't."

I won't, I promise.

Maria ran after Drella. "Drella! Drella! Wait! I understand why you said that. Beatrice was very rude. What she said was uncalled for."

"It wasn't me, Maria!" She gestured towards Renee who was standing next to her. "It was my sister, Renee." Drella felt tired from all the talking she'd done. This had been the same amount she usually said in two days.

"Oh. Hi Renee." Maria said.

Hi, Renee said, but only Maria heard.

"She can't talk," Drella explained. "She beams thoughts into your brain."

"That is cool!" Maria exclamed.

"It's not cool when she says stuff for me," Drella said.

I said I was sorry! Renee told Drella.

"Oh. Well, then, why don't we go and do something? I am board." Maria said.

"Me too. Sorry for running off like that," Drella said.

And I'm sorry for making such a big scene! Renee told Maria.

"t's okay, Drella." Maria said. Then she heard Renee talking in her head. "Don't worry Renne. I was going to do something to Beatrice if she or I did not leave soon."