I sat there in shock I still don't believe what I'm hearing. "Yeah, Yeah, Very Funny. Playing tricks on the new girl and all that." There faces didn't change. I looked at all them. Dexter put a hand on my shoulder, "We're not kidding around, Noel." I said nothing for a while. Then, "So...are you guys, like, super heroes?" Everyone was surpressing laughter. "I wish." Grossman said. Dexter said, "We all have powers with different bases of origin. Whether the person was bitten-by-a-radioactive-insect, or found-an-object-of-mystic-properties, or if you were just plain born with it. They all find there way here at some point in there lives." I asked, "Why?" He shook his head, "I don't know......yet. But believe me its at the top of my list of research." I decided to ask, "So, what is it that you guys can do?" They kinda went in a circle. Kenny says, "I have tel-telle-telika..... I can move stuff with my mind." Surpressing laughter, the black haired, olive green skined cheerleader Jessabelle says, "I can, like, summon skeletons, and talk to spirits, and stuff. I'm a blast at Halloween parties." "Pass." Mira said when I looked at her. She had short black hair, which now covered her eyes. "Oh, Come on Mira. You can't be ashamed of your powers. Thats what makes you one of us." Jessie says incouragingly. She sighed and crossed her arms. "I can create light beams." I bit my lip to keep from laughing. A cheerleader having dead powers and an emo having light powers. That's Hilarious!
It was Grossman's turn. He was fiddling with the end of his puke green shirt. "I have...uh....some of the more gross powers. I can create a knock-out gas, lets leave it at that." Kenny was dieing of laughter. I just turned to Dexter. I wanted to get off of that subject. "And you?" I said. He sighed, "I'm just a super nerd." Jess said, "Oh, don't be modest! He's the Smartest kid in the World! He's just like--"
"Jessie! Please, don't say that joke." Dexter pleaded. She said it anyway, "Dexter's Labrotory!" She said. And everyone started laughing. Dexter just rubbed his forehead with his finger and thumb. He was still smiling though. I was laughing too. I finished the day and went home.
The phone was ringing when I walked in the door. It was mom. "Hey, Honey. I'm going to be home late tonight. There's a box of little pizza bagels you can have for dinner. How was your first day of the eighth grade?" You mean other than the fact that I'm an outsider in an apartment building of outsiders? "It was great."
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