At Logan High School, Skylar wakes up with a massive headache and no idea what happened yesterday. Kaz and Oliver appear at her side. "Skylar, are you okay?" Kaz asks. Oliver chimed in, "You look like you hit your head pretty hard." "I'm fine," Skylar replied, "I honestly can't remember what happened, but, yeah, I'm okay." The bell rings for first period. Oliver says, "Got to get to class, see you guys later." He leaves.
After school, there's a girl in the halls, singing, really good. "Woah," Kaz says, "Listen to your voice go! It's like it has a little brain of its own!" "Wow, that's good... What's your name?" The girl spoke. "Livi. And thanks. You know you two are the only ones who have talked to me at this school, and I've been here for a whole day! I hate being the new kid!" "Yeah," Oliver said, "We used to be the new kids that no one talked to." He thought about that. "And now we're just the vaguely familiar kids that no one talks to." Alan comes down the stairs. "Hey I'm Livi." Alan looks at her with confusion. "Yeah I know," Alan replied and bumped fists with Livi, "We have P.E. together, and history, and home ec." She still didn't know him. "We're budget partners." Livi looked back in realization. "Sorry. I did not know that. Hey," Livi asked, "Oliver, do you play guitar?" She pulls out a guitar from her locker. "No," Oliver replied, "No, but I always wanted to."
His superpowers kicked in. He could see all the frets and strings to play the perfect song. Livi looks in awe. He plays amazingly and dramatically, and everyone stares. Oliver looks up, terrified what just happened. He hesitates and says, "What do you know? Beginners' Luck." "We should start a band! I can sing, you can really play guitar, and... dang. All we need is a drummer. "It could be Kaz," Oliver suggested. Kaz is banging two pencils against a locker in perfect rhythm. "Yeah... I think it will be Kaz.
Livi- Yeah. It's gonna be Kaz. Skylar walks up to the four friends. "Hey," she looks at Livi. "Who are you?"
"Livi. You are Sk-" she catches herself while speaking, "Connie, right?" Connie looks at Livi suspiciously and replies, "Yeah..." Livi notices her sudden suspicion, and starts to pack up her things. "Well, I gotta go! See you all tomorrow!" She runs out of the school. Connie looks at Oliver and Kaz, but they weren't phased by anything Livi said. "Guys! Wasn't that super weird?" Kaz and Oliver seemed confused. "What seemed weird?"
"Ugh!" Those two could be so ignorant sometimes. "Did you hear her say my name? She said Sk- Connie! Did she start to say Skylar?!" Oliver still seemed not phased. "We don't know. She probably just messed something up. Stop being so paranoid." "She seems like a nice girl," Kaz assured her, "It'll be fine."
A few days ago: At the Bionic Academy, things are normal. Kaz and Oliver are at school this quarter, so Bree, Chase, and Donald moved back to the Academy for a few months. The hydroloop door opens, and an unfamiliar girl steps out. "Hi," she says shyly. Bree turns and looks at the girl. "Hey can we help you?" Chase, worried for everyone's safety, steps in. "Wait, Bree, we don't know who this is." "I think it's fine. She's just a girl." Chase contemplates both sides. Finally, making a decision, he says, "Alright, you can come." "Thanks!" She steps out of the hydroloop, her eyes in awe. Whether the amazing architecture or something completely different, her mind became full of excitement. "Welcome to the Bionic -Former-Academy," Bree said, "Is there anything we can do for you?" The girl's mouth immediately dropped. "Oh my! You're Bree, superhuman girl hero." She paints a rainbow motion with her hand. "You're my idol!" Bree blushes at the compliment. "Actually," the girl continued,"If you don't mind, my, um, family's boat broke down a few islands over. Could I stay with you for a bit while it's getting fixed?" Bree starts to reply, but Chase looks at Bree, concerned. "Let me go ask Mr. Davenport." Bree super speeds off to find Mr. Davenport. She finds him working in the weapons room. "Hey, Bree." "Hey Mr. Davenport, so, there's this girl on the island. I'd say about 17 years old. Pretty tall. She claims her family's boat broke down a couple islands over. Can she stay?" "Well, it is hard to just let in a stranger off the... streets? But I guess we do help people. Let me meet her." Bree super speeds back to the lobby to where the girl is waiting. "So this is her," Bree says. The girl waves openly and smiles. Donald examines the girl, as to do a computer scan. Cautiously, he says, "Yeah, she can stay here for a while." The girl jumps and squeals. "Let's go find you a guest room!" Bree says. The rest of the people turn around. The girl looks back at them, not looking at her. She grins and follows Bree away.