Mr. Forgettable #Wattys2016

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On Saturday morning, Larkin awoke in a puddle of her own sweat. The inside of the tent she was sharing with her aunt was practically a sauna. She hadn't realized that early September could be so hot in the mornings.

She saw that Aunt Libby had already left the tent, probably to start a fire for breakfast. After deciding that she was done burning alive in her tent, Larkin unzipped the door and stepped outside. It was considerably cooler outside of her tent. She grabbed her clothes for the day and went to the bathhouse to change.

Larkin joined her aunt at their campfire next to the tent and sat on the picnic table, waiting for breakfast. She admired her surroundings. Their tent was on a patch of grass with trees at the back and small road the front. There were more places for tents to the right, left, and across the road. They were camping at Sterling Lake, which was right outside of Markusville, surrounded by forest. Larkin had camped here before, but her family was usually with her.

Larkin didn't want to think about them at the moment, so she pushed them out of her mind.

"What's for breakfast?" asked Larkin. There was something sitting on the grate over the fire that smelled heavenly.

Looking up from where she was reading near the fire, Aunt Libby smiled at Larkin and said, "I've got cinnamon rolls in the Dutch oven. They'll be done soon."

With a nod, Larkin proceeded to wait.

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After a satisfying breakfast, Larkin found herself floating in the lake. It was surprisingly clean and the bottom wasn't slimy, so she was rather satisfied. Her friends were there, too, and she had stolen an inner tube from Greta. Larkin would say that it was relaxing, but Greta was trying to flip Larkin out of the tube to take it back. She had to use all of her willpower to stay upright. Relaxing was not an option.

Around midday, after being flipped out of her tube too many times to count, Larkin felt the mood shift. She felt the subtle change in the air that allowed her to know when someone was in danger. Her heart seemed to stop and turn over before continuing on its regular beat. 

She had been sitting at a picnic table outside of Aunt Libby's tent, and immediately jolted from her relaxed position. She didn't look for her aunt before leaving their tent. Larkin went. Even when on her break, Larkin still had duties in the city to fulfil.

As she strode towards the entrance of the campground, it briefly crossed Larkin's mind about how she was going to manage to get back to the city in a timely manner, however she didn't have to worry. Finn quickly fell into step beside her. My ticket to the city.

"You felt it too?" asked Finn. 

Larkin only nodded in response before pulling him off of the main road that led out of the camp grounds. They were on a path that cut through the woods and back to the campsites. Tall trees surrounded them, creating lovely shade and a breeding ground for mosquitos.

"Do you have your suit?" asked Larkin, while simultaneously allowing her suit to reform over her limbs and other clothes.

Finn spun around, making  the draw-string bag he had on his back visible to Larkin. "I've got clothes, but I can't really change anywhere around here without being seen by someone. And we all know that would be bad," he explained. He reached into the bag and pulled out his mask-helmet combination and pulled it over his head. "This will have to do for now."

Without wasting anymore time, the two supers flew out of the woods and back to the city.

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