You know what I like the best about being Thunder?
The way I am being noticed for being a good person. I save lives, I make children laugh and they love me as they chant my name as I breeze quickly past them with my powers. They wear merchandise with my face on it and love it when I simply drop by detention classes on friday's.
But of course , I was only here during the weekends. The Spider had to fight during the week alone and struggle to be a photographer as well. He is a pretty stressed out guy, even when I am around him. Nothing seems to calm him down purely . His girlfriend apparently tries to calm him down , even though I haven't had the pleasure to meet her, yet that is.
It's only been six month's that I have been working with Spider-man. I am including the day that I had met him and defeated my uncle who acted like my father. Peter has since kept in touch with me and was over whelmed with excitement when I told him the news that I had graduated the Mutant school so I could help him out more. He and I are going out for a walk with Gwen after I finish packing , I will finally get to meet the girl I have heard so much about.
As I press my final piece of clothing into my suitcase, I work hard to prepare myself to say goodbye to all of my peers as we go along our separate ways. The hardest one to say goodbye to would have to be Kitty, my roommate during my years here. She was the one who had understood me completely and helped me go through the letter that my uncle had given me.
She wasn't in our room however, she had already seemingly left without saying goodbye. I suppose that's too bad, I really liked her a lot . But I guess that our settle goodbyes wouldn't have been too much of a big deal if you would ask me. We were probably even going to forget that we even didn't even say our farewells. But for now, I am a bit heartbroken.
I had strolled down the halls one last time dragging my suitcase with one arm while I had braided my blue highlights back. My guardian Max, doesn't know what I am right now so he is going to freak if he ever did. He would become a bigger fan of me . I simply told him that the school I am going to was for highly intelligent students,which he had bought.
"Lynnsey going to leave without saying goodbye to your favorite teachers?" said a voice behind me.
I had turned slowly and smiled at the two men. Charles was the one who had grinned wider then Logan who had crossed his hands. I had rushed over to their side one last time as the big guy had let over to give me a warm hug.
"Gonna miss you princess " He muttered before letting go . He then tilted his head at me for a moment. He noticed that my blue hair was braided back. "He doesn't know does he?"
I shaken my head as Logan taken a deep breath. He understands me, a lot has happened to me in the last six months . No one could blame me for my actions, Logan can even relate to them some what .
"Your a stilled mutant Lynnsey. Don't let that take you down though alright? Your going to do fine in New York with Spider-man. He seems like a great guy to work with. However if you need us you can come rushing home" He had told me placing his hand on my shoulder. He was my favorite teacher here, and the one who given me the highest marks .
"Thank you, I'll take that to thought" I told him. At least I can find a job here if my dreams fail on me, I can always find a job as a teacher here. No education required, Charles would immediately accept me just like that.
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The sun had reflected on the window of the car causing the car to be really hot. I was staring at the empty blue sky as we had gotten farther and farther away. Max had been driving for over two hours and getting worried about the silence that we had in this time period.
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FanfictionLynnsey Dillon is a girl with many secrets. She is a part time writer for the daily Bugle and a full time superhero. Her partner is Spiderman , and loves every second of being a hero . But she fears that she makes more and more enemies everyday. Sh...