Moving.

It was one of the things I dreaded the most. New school, new people, and…trying to fit in.

The worst part was trying to not let anyone find out the huge secret that my family had.

Simon J. Paladino is my father; a widely known activist for superhero rights, but what people don't know is that he more than just a lawyer…he's a super.

Gazerbeam to be exact; he can shot lasers out of his eyes so that's why I'm careful not to piss him off unless I want my hand to be burnt off.

My mother, Karen Paladino, was a psychologist and was easily frustrated when people didn't have the ability to solve their own problems.

She too, was a super. She had the power to make people do what she wanted them to do by controlling their thoughts, she could temporarily make someone stop thinking (only for 30 seconds though), and could possess someone else's body. The public only knew her as Psycwave.

I have powers, too. I can teleport, read other's minds (only when I want to), and like my mother could, I can possess other's bodies. It was kind of awkward when I first learned I could possess someone's body; one day in kindergarten I suddenly found myself as the principal who had been sitting next to me watching me do my work.

Unfortunately, I don't an awesome superhero nickname that everyone knows me as because of the trouble that happened about 15 years ago.

You see, Mr. Incredible (another superhero) saved someone, who apparently, didn't want to be saved. The guy then sued him which caused the whole world to get into this huge fight that soon after, made all the supers either join the rest of normal hustle and bustle world, or just go away.

So my parents settled down and blended in with everyone else. Other than the average relocation every few months, my family was just like any other…until my mother went missing a couple of months ago.

And that's how it all began; Dad getting frustrated over little things, him slowly getting grays, and in fact, losing his grip on reality.

He one day got so angry with his life that he accidentally burnt a hole in the wall of his work…well, more than just one wall; like about 10 walls to be exact.

So, of course, many of the people who worked with Dad's company had to have their memories modified, the walls had to be fixed, and of course, my dad and I had to be relocated to a brand new town far away from city we had called home for the last…what was it, oh yeah, six months.

Fortunately, we moved to the place where Dad used to live when the trouble began with supers, so he knew his way around town. In fact, he even had old friends who still lived there, Mr. Incredible and Frozone.

Mr. Incredible, who's real name was Bob Parr, also had a family. Helen, his wife; Violet, his 13 year old daughter; Dash, his 10 year old son; And Jack-Jack, the baby of the family who was only a few months old.

Violet was a very quiet girl, at first glance she looked depressed but when you got to know her better; she was suddenly the best person to turn to if you were having a bad day and needed a laugh. That's why we became the best of friends; in fact, she would invite me over to her house so much that Jack-Jack started calling me 'Sissy' like he did with Violet.

Her family was like a second family to me since my dad was hardly ever home; but I never minded when he was gone, because when he was here he kept trying to prove to me that he had a sense of humor which I knew that he didn't have.

So all of that pretty much explains why I'm now standing on the front lawn of Western View Junior High talking to Violet while standing by the entrance. It was Friday afternoon and some classes had let out early while others hadn't.

We were waiting for her mother to pick us up because I was staying at her house while my father was on business trip and wouldn't be back till next month.

"Hey, do you think your mother would let me on the computer when we get to your house? I've got a project due on Tuesday and-" My sentence was cut off by the bell signaling the end of school.

The front doors flew open and many kids rushed out, excited to feel the wind in their hair and know that they had freedom till Monday. After they all rushed out, only one was left standing in the doorway.

Tony Rydinger.

Violet's gaze became distant as she stared at him, just hoping he would look at her.

I rolled my eyes and looked in the other direction, hoping she didn't notice me trying to hold in my laughter.

"Rydinger, where you headed?" Tony's friends called out from behind him. He slowly started walking down the stairs with his friends at his heels.

"Hi, Tony." Some girls said to him as he passed by; he waved to them making his friends chuckle.

" 'Hey, Tony, can I carry your books?' " One of his friends told him in a high pitch voice, mocking girls like Violet who all wished they were his.

Tony laughed. "Hey, that's kind of funny."

" 'Hey, Tony, do you play football? Oh I love football…' " His friend continued in a high pitch voice. His friends laughed and walked past us but he suddenly stopped after passing Violet and did a double take.

To him, it looked as though she wasn't there anymore; but to me, all I saw was her clothes suspended in midair.

Tony sighed and caught up to his friends who were talking about weekend plans. Violet became visible again and turned to me with a stunned expression.

"Kaitlin, he looked at me…"

I started to say something but it was cut off by a car honking its horn. Her brother's voice rang above the chatter of school kids behind us.

"Come on, Violet! Kaitlin, you too!"

We both ran to the car, laughing as we did. I knew that as soon as Violet and I were alone together, she would be going on about how cute he was when he looked at her.