Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats, although I wish I do! :))
I. Thoughts
* Chase's POV *
My name is Chase Davenport, and I am a Superhuman. Genetically engineered to possess a vey high intelligence quotient level as well as supersensitive senses. I can record anything I say or hear and play it in anything I can plug into. I am also a bit strong, though not as much as my brother Adam. All of these characteristics compose my SUPER part.
But you see, I am not all super. I am HUMAN, too. A fact that most of those who are around me tend to overlook. They think that I'm this smart guy whose girlfriend is his laptop. They think I am too studious to care on whatever is around me. That I am so smart that I know everything. But they are all wrong. Very, very, VERY wrong. As hard as it is to believe, I do know how to care. People are just being blinded by my 'smart-pants' facade that they think I could not care less.
Having all the abilities I have comes in both ways. It is as much of a blessing as it is as a curse. It can be a blessing because I get to help a lot of people, I get to touch and make a difference in their life. At the same time it is a curse in such a sense that those who knows what I can do tend to expect a little too much from me. I'm not even allowed to live a trial-and error life where you need to fail first before you learn like everybody else. Because for them, I am perfect. No flaws, no nothing. Most of them think that I can do nothing wrong, which sucks. I may be a super genius but I am a teenage boy as well who is still figuring out how life works it's magic. And haven't they heard the saying "nobody is perfect"? Superhuman or not, everyone has flaws and weaknesses.
"We're here..." our creator Donald Davenport said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked outside and saw the familiar structures of the airport. I let out a sigh after seeing how many people are inside. "Herd, wear this. It will help you with all the noise" he added as he handed me what seem to be like a fedora hat. I gave him a smile before putting it on. I then followed my siblings outside.
"Nice hat..." said Leo. He is our creator's stepson. To me and my siblings, he is a brother and one of the only true friend we have. He does not see us as freaks, instead he sees us teenagers who, like him, are still learning about a LOT of things.
"Thanks, it's to -" before I could explain what it was for Adam already yank it off my head, making me feel like my ears are about to explode because of all the noises. Instinctively, I put my hands on my ears.
"Give it back!" I say as I try so hard to keep myself from screaming from all the pain.
"Why? It looks goon on me" he replied before putting it on.
"Adam, I don't think that's an ordinary hat" said Leo.
"Say what?" Adam asked. His voice was loud, like when you were wearing headsets and you forgot that your friends don't and you talk that way so they would hear you. As much as I want to laugh at him, I can't. My ears are in so much pain I'm gonna loose it.
Leo motioned for Adam to come closer, and he did. He then took the hat off of him and put it on my head. It felt like someone turned the switch off, and all the unnecessary noises stopped. I sighed in relief and gave a grateful smile to Leo.
"What happened?" asked Adam. "And what's up with that hat?"
"This hat is especially designed for me, to block unnecessary sounds that could affect with my supersensitive senses" I replied, trying to make the explanation as simple as possible for him to understand.
"Oh, so that's why I felt like I went deaf or something after wearing it" he replied, I nodded. At times like this I can not help but be proud of him, he had improved a lot in the past two years, mentally wise. Although he still have some problems with understanding how the whole sarcasm works.
"Good job, Adam. High Five!" said Leo as he lifted his hand up. Adam gladly slapped it, a little too much though. Making Leo fall on his back. "I'm okay..." Leo said as we try and help him up. He then stood up on his own. "For the past two years that we guys are together, I kinda got used to this kinds of things to happen" all the three of us then laugh.
"Are they here yet?" asked Donald asked he joined us.
"Nope Daddy" Adam replied.
Almost a year ago, we started calling Donald our Dad, or Daddy as Adam calls him. And Tasha become our Mom. It all started because Adam's History teacher asked to meet our parents because of some extra curricular project he needs in order to pass. So our parents decided they would come, but they would say that they are just our legal guardian. Adam argued with them that his teacher specifically asked for 'parents'. We tried to explain that it would be okay but he insisted he wants his parents. And with Donald being technically our Dad he decided to just agree with Adam.
"You okay Chase?" asked Leo as he pat my shoulder.
"Huh? Yeah I'm fine. My head's just throbbing a bit" I replied as I look around trying to find any sign of Bree, or mom. "Oh, I see them. They'll be out in about two minutes" I said after finally spotting them. True to mu calculations they were out a few seconds short of two minutes. I was about to greet Bree and Tasha when someone caught my eye. Someone I had never seen for the longest time. I stood frozen on my spot not knowing what to do or how to react. I may be a genius but honestly, I have nothing right now.
"Hey Chase, long time no see"
A/N: Should I continue? Should I not? Please Review...
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