Just a Team of Teenagers

Tristan

Tristan is a boy with dark brown hair that usually was covered by the hood of his jacket, dark brown eyes, and was caucasian. On his first day of kindergarten all eyes were on him since he was the youngest son of the superintendent. All he wanted to do was hide under his desk and escape. That day when the teacher was explaining the rules she would always pick him when asking for volunteers even though he never raised his hand. At lunch time he just wanted to eat his food alone but kids wouldn't stop asking him questions. It was at the end of his first day of kindergarten when all he could think of is how he just wanted to disappear and he turned invisible for the first time. His teacher panicked on where he went then he turned visible again and thankfully she calmed down. Years passed and Tristan was now 16 but his shyness and antisocial tendencies did not go away. His teachers allowed him to keep his hood up in class so he would turn invisible majority of the class. It was the compromise his father had arranged for him when Tristan asked if he could be homeschooled. Though even if Tristan wanted to go invisible the whole class period he couldn't he has a 15 minute limit than a minute cool down time. Tristan didn't join any clubs or sports he just wanted to be alone in his room when school was finally over. His father always told Tristian to be as athletic and talented as his brothers which made the teenager want to hide more knowing it was futile. One day Tristan was walking to the super market since his family was out of bread and he just wanted a sandwich. He had the hood of his jacket up since if he went invisible people would bump into him. Besides he perfected making his presence not easily detectable even when he is visible. He made it to the supermarket and went to the baked goods aisle not wasting a second of time. Tristan quickly grabbed a loaf of whole grain bread and went to the checkout counter. He had to clear his throat to get the man's attention which Tristan hated doing. The cashier told him the price and Tristan paid money already in hand. He grabbed the receipt and the bag holding his bread then walked out of the supermarket. Once out a limozeen pulled up next to him causing Tristan to panic and go invisible. When he saw the window rolled down he turned visible again knowing if he didn't talk to this person now he would have to later. "Can I help you?" Tristan asked in a quiet and nervous voice. "Tristan North my boss wants to speak with you please come with me." A woman told him. Tristan went invisible and ran away like anyone with common sense would do. He went into the alley way trying to get some distance before his time ran up. Tristan was so focused on getting away he didn't go towards his house and by the time he turned visible again he was completely lost. He walked along the sidewalk trying to see if he could recognize any of the streets near him. Soon the limozeen pulled up by him again and Tristan had no clue how this could happen. "Tristan North please I'm not gonna hurt you." The woman told him. "H-how can I trust a stranger?" He questioned her. "If my boss wanted me to hurt you I would of already instead I'm asking you nicely." She told him plain and simple. He sighed and entered the limozeen still thinking he was getting kidnapped or something. Tristan was taken to this fancy looking building and was told to go to conference room G. He entered the building and eventually the room. He saw a middle-aged man sitting at the end of the table. Tristan decided to sit the farthest he could from this man as possible. "Hello Tristan North my name is Timothy Thomson. You have the power of invisibility and it does have limits but great potential. I am making a team of teenagers to make heros a thing of reality." The man explained. "Sorry not really interested I like to avoid attention not do things that attract it." Tristan stated. "Did I mention you will be living in this giant house I had built for this with seven others and go to private classes with them as your only peers. You just have to be the undetectable spy of the group." Timothy told him. Tristan loved his family but he just wanted to escape the life he was given and this was his chance. "I'm in." He mumbled quietly but loud enough to be barely heard.