Everyone stood in front of the teacher, It was the first day of school. Other then a few loud people in the class, it was pretty orderly. Some whispers and glances were going around as the new teacher waited for the bell.
He was pretty young, he looked even younger in person. I did some research about him and found some interesting things. A Masters in Aerodynamics and a undergraduates in Anatomy. 20 years old, this would be his second year of teaching.
He had a pretty average build. 150 pounds soaking wet, 5 feet 10 inches. Pale skin small shoulders and a long upper body. His legs were pretty short surprisingly. His upper body being most of his length. Dark brown hair with streaks of red highlight. Don't ask me how I know but.
I found out he has a A class power. apparently he's power is pretty unique for a A rank also. Especially for his age, since most powers reached there peak at the age of 30 on average. The ability to control pressure, compressing and releasing at frequent rates. his range was the only reason why it wasn't a SSS class. he could only effect 15 feet high and 9 feet wide.
To put it simply if it wasn't clear enough, he can can control gravity. he's secondary ability is heat. He can't burn stuff. But let's just say with his first ability he could reduce pressure go under water. Very deeply and keep his body temperature normal all without drowning or freezing. I'm not saying thats what he could do, but based on my research and my theory I wouldn't be surprised.
The class was held in the garden, it has open space and lots of grass. I had a plan in my head to hook up with previous friends, but unfortunately no one was taking the same class as me. Im not ignorant I know there could only be 2 very real possibilities. 1 Now that the real test is coming everyone is to busy to worry about anyone else. or 2 and this is me hoping but getting a feeling its the harsh reality. Associating with a negative is to much work.
And it makes sense, I mean if your friend got in fights and you had to bail him out constantly, or you had to walk him to the nursery. not to mention there contributing would be close to zelch? I get it, but that still doesn't make me feel any better. Hopefully I'm wrong, my instincts are usually right on the first feel though.
The bell rang the teacher took roll call. "Hey! names Zeen, nice to meet ya." A brown skin youth with green eyes bought his hand forward a relaxed smile coloring his firece features. he didn't look that good looking but from his attitude it didn't seem to be his worry. "You gonna leave me hanging? that's pretty cold". My face become red from embarrassment. The first friend I make in class and here I am looking dumb. "yeah sorry about that, you know how it is. got starstruck for a second there, nice eyes. you single?" I made sure to keep my face neutral and looked at him seriously.
"uhh hey you know I gotta go, maybe next time. no no I mean no next time I meant well talk later! not that it means anything! I'm.... I gotta go" Seeing him so stressed out and the way he looked so desperate I couldn't help enjoying myself. Sadist? guilty as charged. "hahahhah ah man im just messing around, names May. let's work together". He stopped looking around and shook my hand, smiling in relief. "That wasn't funny man. keep playing like that and people might think your for real."
Before I could mess with him some more the teacher coughed to get out attention, class was starting. "Class of 2019 welcome, I want each and every one of you too look at this class...2 of you will drop every month". I almost coughed blood. Me and and Zeen looked at each other in shock. to explain how horrendous this was you'd have to know this. There's only 70 students, and each semester was half a year (6 MONTHS) so that meant 6 people would drop out. now your thinking of hey thats not so bad that's only 64 students left at the end thats not bad. But you need to remember I'm Powerless! I'm obviously gonna be the first student off.
To make it worse, I never heard of this nor read this information, if that was the case I would have trained harder in the summer. I would need to replan everything. I gritted my teeth in frustration, clearly this was to keep Negatives out of danger. They know they can't outright deny entry to us, very clever. I wasn't prepared.
"Excuse, excuse me quite down. I know this may seem cruel or unfair. but these are the rules. I will give you 30 seconds to leave or you will be given a written report explaining you choose this. This could also effect your transfer to regular academys." I couldn't help but scoff at the notion. The teacher eyes darted in my general direction, and counted down. immediately 7 students left angry and whispering to each other.
Seeing them walking away the teacher turned away. A smug smile plastered on his face. "Without further ado, how about we get this semester started. welcome future hero's."
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Teen FictionHero, my mom was the first hero. Ever. Nothing much has changed since the new era began. Other then police and military acquiring more lethal ways to suppress, and nations disregarding all weapons in exchange for trained heroes. Or at least that was...