Super Bad Luck

Chapter 2 - Teenage Hell

Alex POV
College for many people is the best experience of their life, even in most books, it's described as an erotic place with parties and sex and alcohol and sex and parties. So you could imagine my disappointment when I did not find anything but the pungent smell of stressy, sweaty teenagers.

To even further my confusion about college, you couldn't identify every student as a 'geek' or a 'nerd' or an 'athlete' because they all looked so damn alike! You had the try hard 'geeks' who wore leather jackets and rode a motor bike and then you had the 'athletes' who weren't total 'fuqboys' and wore cotton jumpers. The first month of figuring this out was literal hell but after the month you learn not to care.

As I arrived I looked around and realised I didn't have a clue where I was going, I've been here for months but I still can't remember my timetable. After checking to see where I was going, I find myself in History. I try to concentrate on the lesson but I keep checking my arm to see if I'm still visible. Floating clothes would be a dead give away that I'm mutated.

Although it is seem taboo to talk about the nuclear induced weaponry of the body, many people in college who have them, use them to show off whenever they can. It throws off the teachers and is a fast way to get friends or at least associates. Obviously with my changing abilities and my unsociable willingness to not interact with other people, meant that I tried (tried once again being the keyword) to keep my abilities to myself.

With my uselessness of not being able to control myself, I have set off class systems that were hard to hide that it came from me. I had to have a meeting with my parent with the head teacher, my parents refused to come though so I was left to deal with the situation by myself. Even when the rest of the world had accepted the NIWotB people, my parents still refused to, my brother went along with them because he honestly just didn't care. That time that I got in trouble, I managed to levitate and did not know how to get down, everyone was looking and laughing as if it was a prank. It wasn't, I was nearly suspended. (Pun not intended) I had to explain my situation to my head teacher and he had to tell my teachers. It was super embarrassing. Now when I have a 'bumper mutation' (an unexpected mutation activity) the teachers have to ignore it while I have to try and figure out how to control it, which is much easier said than done.

At first, many people wanted to talk to me, to crack the code of just how many mutated gene developments I had. After I spoke to the head teacher, the word around college spread quicker than the fire I lit in my room by accident and then everyone had their answers. They still tried to speak to me, asking me what was next or what I had this week but after a few months, everyone knew I wouldn't reply so they stopped asking.

It's not that I didn't like people talking to me, I just don't like people in general.

If I thought they might have actually cared about my life at all, then I might have answered them but I knew they didn't so I kept my mouth closed.

"ALEXANDER!" A squeal came from down the hall and I cringed as I quickly shoved my bag into the locker before trying to twist the padlock. I moved to run down the hall but bumped into a girl, I tried to hurry in picking her stuff up but it was too late. While I was crouching down, a smaller, thinner boy jumped on my back. I mentally cursed whoever gave me such an unlucky life.

Oscar was the only one in the college that didn't get the memo that I didn't want to talk to anyone. He always wanted to sit with me at lunch and hang out after college, he wouldn't even take no for an answer. Sometimes, I was glad for his company but sometimes means barely ever. I let out a small groan and the girl who's stuff I was picking up let out a small chuckle before taking the rest of her stuff from me and leaving. "Let's go find a seat Al, the cafeteria will be packed by the time you're ready!" I rolled my eyes before standing up with Oscar still trying to cling on to my back, while strangling me. I quickly got him to let go of me before he killed me by mistake and let him unwillingly drag me to the nearest table he could find.

Oscar was the closest thing that I could call a friend, we hung out, me by force, we sat together at lunch and talked, he talked while I just nodded, and we... No, that's pretty much it. "So then she asked him if he liked her and he said no and the whole class was petrified as she flicked her hand cause she threw a chair at him without moving and then he..." I occasionally said 'oh really?' And pulled some faces depending on the mood of the conversation but he managed to talk the whole way through lunch. By the time it came to it, I was thankful for it to end.

I was in biology when I felt like a light. I felt myself flicker, between what, I wasn't sure but I soon found out when people started to stare and the teacher looked ready to throw me out of the window. I put my hand up but realised, only my jumper sleeve could be seen so I called out to be excused by which the teacher let out a great full sigh and told me, in front of the class not to come back till I was 'normal'. What a b.tch, I thought. I got up with my bag slung across me and walked out of class. If I could be seen, my face would have been red.

As it was my last lesson, I I decided to go home. If I could trust my powers then I would've got naked and just walked home completely invisible. But I can't because they're not. So I walked home through the forest at the back of the school and tried to ignore the stares I got when I was forced out of the forest to walk on the pavement. When I got home, I was visible again.