Chapter 3: I thought you were a villian

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Chapter 3
This ended up having a lot of dialogue

I can't explain what it's like to save someone's life for the first time. Unlike, many supers mine wasn't televised or talked about. Not because I didn't want it aired but, because it was small. I helped and fled.

Looking back to the last night when Arc Vulcan had saved me , he didn't just flee he followed me to check up on me . When I had brought up the word "villian" , he closed up with hurt filling his eyes. Now, I'm here sitting in front of my television looking at a the person who save me last night , watching him set fire to an office.

The only thoughts running through my mind were why, why did he save me?

"Don't move." , I felt a cool breathe whisper behind me , making me involuntary shiver . I shut my locker going to face him,

"Willy, who are you hiding from this time?", I said sarcasm lacing my voice before I turned to him.

"Melissa, Dude she won't leave me alone." He groaned in frustration. He ran his fingers through his hair. He looked down at me ,

"You look nice today."

I looked down at my outfit, it was nothing special. I was wearing dark blue jeans, and a white floral shirt with black vans, and a green army jacket.

"Don't I always?". He laughed and bumped my shoulder before walking off to his other friends,

"See you at lunch, Laney!". And with that I headed off to class.


"Did you see the new kid?!",Chloe shrieked.

"Hi Lane, How are you, I'm good thanks for asking.", I said with sarcasm lacing my voice.

"Hi, now did you see the new guy?", she said with excitement.

"We have a new guy.", I answered uninterested in the conversation.

"Yeah his name is Brody Samuels, I guess he transferred from like Washington or something .", she said calmer. 

"And I'm supposed to care why?". Don't get me wrong I don't mind a cute boy but, it's not that I was fascinated by it.

"I need a new bestfriend.", she said.

I rolled my eyes turning away from her and walking away from the lunch line with my cardboard pizza and bruised apple. As I went to turn, I smack face first into a hard chest spilling my pizza all over myself and my white shirt. I fell to the floor.

"Oh F-Word.", I said whipping the pizza off me.

"Watch where you're going.", a cold voice said and a hand shot out to help me up. I accepted it and looked up to see an unfamiliar face. He was attractive. He was wearing a dark grey zip up jacket and black shirt. He had messy hair and stern look . I looked down at my shirt and flushed red, there was a big pizza stain on my shirt.

"You have got to be kidding me.", I said in a low tone.

"Excuse me ?"

"No not you, look it's been a long day I'm sorry.", I said in a tired voice. Next thing I knew he took off his jacket and held it out. I looked at it , it didn't really connect what he was doing,

"Take it."

"No it's -"

"Just take it."

As soon as I took it from his hand he gave me a small closed mouth smile and walked away. I quickly put on his sweater and zipped it up. I mean it was better than having a pizza stain on me all day.

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