Hey this is my superhero story that I have been working on for awhile. Enjoy!

I lay in my bed under my warm covers. Suddenly I heard "Raise Your Glass" by P!nk start to play on my alarm clock. I groaned and covered my head with my pillow.

Why did I have to get up?

And why did the weekend have to end?

"Raise Your Glass" continued to play and louder. I groaned and turned to click the off button. The silence was welcomed. My muscles were so freaking sore. I pushed away the covers and walked to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror and sure enough my torso was covered in bruises plus a blood stained cloth around my arm. I frowned at my reflection. My chocolate brown hair was a rat's nest on top of my head. And my eyes seemed like they were glowing, which they probably were.

Because of my eyes everyone thought I was a freak. And I guess I can't blame them since my eyes are the color of gold. Not green, not brown, not hazel, or blue but yellow.

Yeah most people avoid me because I don't look like them which pisses me off. The only people who have ever loved me were my parents but their dead and my three best friends Bobby, Naomi, and Sage.

I took a shower, turning the knob until it pointed straight at the 'H'. The water was blistering hot but I didn't care. The almond and mango scent of my shampoo filled my nose. A few minutes later I stepped out of the shower. My pale skin was red from the hot water. I could see waves of heat rolling from my shoulders before they disappeared into the air.

I got dressed as quickly as I could. My hair was still soaking wet but I didn't care. It would dry into its perfect waves soon enough. I opened my bathroom door with a wall of stream following me. I glanced at my bed for a moment and screamed. Sitting on my bed was a skinny black haired guy with big blue eyes grinning at me.

"Good morning, Hayleigh", he grinned.

I balled up my wet towel and threw it at his head. "Bobby, what the hell!"

"Oh well aren't you just a big ball of sunshine", he chuckled, dodging the towel.

"Shut up"

Bobby tossed the towel into the hamper. He walked towards me and gave me a hug. I winced in pain. Bobby pulled away and raised an eyebrow but I wouldn't meet his eyes. He lifted up my green tank top a few centimeters and saw a huge bruise near my stomach.

"Hayleigh", Bobby whispered, "Sweetie"

I pulled my shirt down, covering the bruise. "Don't worry Bobby. It's nothing"

"It sure doesn't look like nothing", Bobby grumbled. He folded his arms across his chest and glared.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh please stop acting like my mother"

He continued to glare at me and shouted. "Well someone has to since you keep putting your life in danger!"

I flinched slightly. I hated when people were mad at me. Especially my friends. They were basically my family and I didn't want to lose them. They actually cared and loved me.

"I'm sorry, Bobby", I whispered.

He gave me a small hug only this time much more gently.

"It's okay just when you're fighting criminals please try to be more careful"

I hugged Bobby tighter. He was my best guy friend who also happened to be gay. I had met him and our two other friends Naomi and Sage during high school. We had all been misfits. We didn't belong in any of the clique groups. So we banded together and formed our own group.

Soon after we became friends Bobby, Sage and Naomi found out about my powers. I expected them to run away screaming but they didn't. Naomi said that she didn't care if I had super powers. I was still Hayleigh and I was still her best friend.

Bobby and Sage agreed with her. And here we are four years later and closer than ever. Bobby pulled away from the hug and smiled at me. He grabbed my backpack and handed it to me.

"Come on or we'll be late for school"

I grinned and pulled my arms through the straps. I followed Bobby through my small apartment to the front door. I grabbed my keys and closed the door behind me.

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