Villain

Chapter 2

The obnoxious snoring coming from the room across from mine is what woke me up this morning. I had applied for the apartment complex because it was central to the city. Though I couldn't afford it alone, if I really wanted the money I could've gone out and got it.  But instead I got a roommate.

There is a cafe down the block and the university is only another block over from that. I could always fly over, but when all is said and done it would be to much of a hassle to continuously change out of my suit. Never mind the fact that Preston, my snoring roommate would surely figure out my secret identity. So I stick with walking, since I have yet to accumulate a car.

It was 8:30 so I decide it's best to get up now anyways. I have a science exam at 10 and then the rest of my day is free to spend taking candy from babies.

Nah I'm just joking. It's more likely I'll break into the central bank, my cash flow is getting pretty low as of late.

People always assume villains spend their days planning out how to take over the world or whatever. They think that they were born to be evil, that their motives are irrelevant and spiteful. They don't realize that we also want to live a normal life behind our masks.

For me I was desperate to fill the empty pit in my heart, the one that told me I was meant for more. I wanted to avenge my parents death.

Even though I was one of the most known villains in the city, that didn't mean I did it for the fame. I do the things that are expected of a villain because I can, it's like a drug and the only way I can express my true feelings. I use my abilities for worse because I'm mad at the world, my parents are gone and I can't manage to find peace with it. So if I can't be happy I refuse to let the world move on like nothing ever happened.

Am I mentally insane?

Probably.

Is it worth it?

Most definitely.

Besides, being a villain is thrilling. I'm to young to have a conscience, and I was never fit to be a hero.

After getting dressed and throwing my  raven black hair into a messy bun, I grabbed an apple and headed out the door. Preston should be gone by now too considering we had the same class. And though I should have woke him I didn't, he is always out at the most absurd times. He got in even after I did last night. Besides he doesn't usually show up to classes anyways.

What he does all day is beyond me, he probably spends his nights with some secret girlfriend. With his tall, muscular build, and the whole boy next store look, with blond hair and strong blue eyes he could have any girl he wants.

But he's not really my type, he's to... nice. I'm more into bad boys if you know what I mean. It's a good thing though that I'm not interested in him, considering the whole roommate thing and me being Villain and all. But I sure don't complain when he walks around the house with no shirt on. We are not romantically interested in each other, but I guess we spend enough time together to consider us friends.

When I arrived at school the test went by fast and easy, my studying payed off. Since I didn't have any more classes for the day I could go home, or you know do stuff.

Walking through the courtyard, the giant statue of Mooreston's most beloved superhero, Silver Lightning seemed to stare me down.

You see me and ol' silver spandex didn't really get along. Since, I go against pretty much everything he stands for and visa versa. I guess you could say we despise each other. And we do.

Oh how I wish I could burn the stupid statue to the ground. Or even better yet-

My self talk was rudely interrupted as some asshole ran into me, leaving me to plummet backwards into the hard ground.

"Dude I'm so sorry!" Looking up under my hood I wanted to finger the dark haired guy. Though when he looked down at me, his warm hazel eyes filled with concern. He pushed his thick rimmed glasses up on top of the bridge of his nose, I couldn't help but think that they made him look cute. In a nerdy sort of way. "Here let me help you up."

Considering I was not my alter ego and instead my shy, clumsy self I offered him my arm let him grab me by the hand and pull me up.

"Thanks." I muttered half sarcastically. Now that I was standing straight I still had to tilt my head to see get a good look at him. He gave me a big, goofy grin.

"Sorry about that, I can be pretty clumsy sometimes. I'm Brian by the way, and you are.." he trailed off obviously expecting me to say my name.

Since I didn't have a mask to hide behind, It took me a minute to remember how to talk.

"Uh Bree, B-ree Hyland." He smiled again, nodded and began walking away.

Well okay then.

Though before I had a chance to turn the other way, he paused.

"Well Bree I hope next time we meet, it won't be under the same circumstances." And at that he winked through his glasses and turned once more.

I mentally scoffed, how annoyingly cliche.