Chapter 1: Fateful Day

I woke with a long yawn and stretched my arms as forward as they would go. Then I looked at my clock, saw the time, and proceeded to leap out of bed and throw some clothes on. No time for breakfast, not when I was this late! Grabbing my bag off the couch as I ran toward the door, I burst outside, locked the door, and dashed toward the train station.

After I boarded the train and the doors had closed, I let out a sigh of relief. I made it, albeit barely. I cut it close. Too close. I shouldn't have stayed up so late practicing. Not getting enough practice is better than oversleeping and missing the entrance exam. There's no way I can let myself fail now; now that the day has come. This could be the most important day of my life. The day when I get to prove myself. The day when I take the first step on the path to reaching my fathers dream; our dream.

About fifteen minutes had past by the time I reached my destination. I exited the train and checked my phone for directions. I may have wanted to go to U.A. for years, but that doesn't mean I know where it is. I've never had a reason to actually go there before now. Walking down the street toward the revered hero school, I noticed a bunch of other teenagers going in the same direction. My competition.

As I finally reached and entered the gates, I saw a boy with black and green hair floating and flailing around. I was about to go over and ask if he needed help, but then a cute brown haired girl helped him down. Seeing as the situation was under control, I went inside, signed in, and joined the other aspiring heroes in the assembly room.

The hero Present Mic proceeded to explain how the practical exam worked; the more robots you destroy, and the bigger they are, the more points you get. Except for the biggest one, which is worth zero points and is to be avoided. Get enough points, you pass and get to move on to the written exam. Don't get enough points and you can get a perfect score on the written part and it wont matter, and vice versa. Seemed simple enough. When Mic finished yelling at the crowd, and that tall kid was done lecturing the floating kid from outside, we were corralled towards our respective testing areas. I followed the flow of people and joined the crowd at the entrance to the testing area. I scanned the crowd and noticed some familiar faces. I saw cute girl, seemingly trying to calm herself down, and tall kid once again lecturing floating kid. I should probably follow cute girl's lead and prepare myself for the trials ahead. Closing my eyes, I try to make a plan. What kind of plan can I make when I barely know anything about the-

"AAAAND START!"

Wait, what? Start? My eyes flash open and dart around, seeing the crowd far ahead and-is that floating boy? He looks frozen, probably the shock of what seemingly happened to both of us. We got left in the dust because we weren't paying attention. I shake off the disappointment in myself and grabbed floating kid. "Come on, floating kid, lets get moving!" He made a surprised noise and flailed in protest as I dragged him along, but then he stopped as he seemed to realize that I was trying to help.

"T-Thanks for knocking me out of that trance," he stuttered, "but can you let go of me now?" That was the moment I realized that I was still dragging him. I let go immediately.

"Sorry, I didn't realize I was still pulling you. Oh, and it was nothing. I couldn't just leave you like that." After I said that, he stared at me for a moment, like he was confused. Then he smiled brightly at me.

"You're my competition. You didn't have to do that for me. Thank you." I smiled back. Then his face contorted into one of shock. "Oh crap, we have to get moving!" He yelled, waving his arms around in panic. Damn, he's right.

"Well, I guess it's my turn to thank you for snapping me out of a haze. We should probably split up though, so we aren't each others competition directly."

"Yeah, I wouldn't want to hurt a friend's chances of getting into U.A." He said. Then immediately began to flail around again. "Not to say we're friends or anything! We just met! I just meant that-" I cut him off by stretching out my hand towards him.

"Friends." I said with another smile.

"Friends." He respond with a smile of his own.

We both turned and ran off into separate parts of the faux city.