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Chapter 1

Garfield Logan was now a Junior at Metropolis City University, a college dedicated to evolved teens. He was getting ready for the first day of the fall semester. The young adult stood before the mirror in his bathroom grooming his vibrant colored hair.

"Okay, Logan. Now is when the legit classes start. No more goofing around. Stay focused on your school work. Make Mom and Dad proud..."

He took a deep sigh and turned to walk out of his off campus apartment and to his car. He drove a Jeep, green of course, which almost looked as if it had come out of a Jurassic Park movie. The two mile drive from his apartment complex, Metro Heights, to the campus was so nice compared to his freshman year when he drove 45 minutes to and from class each day. Most freshman live on campus, however Garfield refused to live in a dormitory. It was a campus rule that every student had to be enrolled in a full year to live in an off campus apartment.

Garfield arrived to the Bruce Wayne building which was dedicated to Criminal Justice Research, where his first and majority of classes were. There was the Main Campus Building along with the other buildings named after the donors who had given money to have the building constructed (the original members of the Justice League).

Garfield always liked to arrive to class about 10 minutes early, especially on the first day because then he could always pick whichever seat he pleased.

"126, 127, 128," he mumbled to himself as he tried locating his first class. First in the room, as usual.

"Hmm. I'm feeling the left side... third table back... chair closest to the wall."

As he sat down, the second student arrived. She uniquely stood out, because she also had green skin. The girl had made eye contact with him and froze instantly.

"Well that was unexpected," she chuckled.

"Hey, I'm Garfield."

"Megan," she smiled and sat down to the table next to him. The two chatted away as the rest of the class trickled in. Garfield hadn't even noticed the gorgeous blondes in mini skirts that were sitting across the room giggling and praying that he'd look over to them. Garfield Logan was known around the campus. From the girls, he was known for his astonishing good looks (aside from being green) and from the guys, his tip-top athletic abilities. MCU unfortunately could not compete in any kind of NCAA tournaments due to students having special abilities, but they still formed teams and played together as a student body.

Megan had told a funny story that had to do with her green skin and Garfield was laughing away until this girl walked into the classroom. She stood short, 5'3" maybe. Long, flowing, shiny, black hair. Pale skin, gorgeous violet eyes, and the most perfect hourglass figure a woman could have. She was very feminine, yet mysterious. She stood in the front looking for a seat available. The only one, oddly enough, was next to him. Usually some bimbo had taken the seat next to him by now and was already asking if he had a girlfriend.

Megan had noticed that his smile had dropped and his eyes had locked on the girl upfront.

"Uh-oh," she grinned, "Looks like I've lost you."

The girl came closer and her eyes met his. For just a moment, his world stopped. He had gotten lost in her violet gaze and was on a purple Cloud 9. She turned to go behind his chair and he focused on the wall ahead, noticing how hot his cheeks suddenly felt. Megan began snickering at him, but he was too nervous to take his eyes off the wall.

"So much for staying focused this semester," he thought. He put his hands on his face, took a deep breath, and ran his fingers through his hair. He finally noticed Megan's snickering and rolled his eyes.

The professor entered the room and cheerfully greeted his students.

"Hello, sweet students of mine. Name's Professor Chamile. No one can pronounce my name, so you can just call me Professor C, PC, one student even called me MAC just to be different. Whatever floats your boat as long as it is appropriate. I'll start by telling you a bit about me and then I'll take roll. As I do so, all I ask is what your special abilities are. So for instance, if you shoot flames from your fingertips, I'll know to give you A's all semester."

The class laughed.

The professor went down the roll and he had gotten to the R's when the mysterious girl next to him finally spoke for the first time.

"Raven Roth," Professor called.

"Here,"she raised her hand, "I am an empath who has telekenesis, healing abilities, and can fly."

"Ahh," the professor said, "So I come to you when I have a paper cut?"

She chuckled along with the class, "I guess so."

"She has the cutest laugh. Raven. An empath with telekenesis and healing abilities. So she's a person who can feel other people's feelings and can move things with her mind. Cool. Wait- can she tell that I'm extremely nervous right now and might have the biggest crush on her?"

He glanced over to her and noticed she had a smile across her red cheeks and was looking down at her books. Garfield slumped into his chair.

"God Bless America."