1"Master Rand, I am off to class!" I yell threw the many corridors of the apartment I share with the Iron Fist, Master of martial arts! off to a new and last year of high school.
"Come directly home afterwards, I have some things I must discuss with you" Master Rand replied half asleep from his room. I wonder what he wants to tell me? I guess it couldn't passably be all that important if it can wait till after school.
I head to the elevator and wait for it to reach me on the 21st floor.
"HEY DAXX! HEADS UP!" my mutant power warns me that something is headed towards me at a high velocity, before I can think, my body react, I deflect then turn the force against itself apply a mix of my chi, and my ability to augment myself, and launch my counter attack, all happening in a split second. a loud bang is heard threw the halls, I look at my feet to find the remains of a basketball that had been thrown at the back of my head.
"AW-MAN! you popped my ball!! what if that was me man?!" the ball's owner yells at me
"um.. im sorry.. oh.. Charlie.. good morning!" my friend Charlie, he is an artist and a writer, completely obsessed with the big time super heros. when I first met him he was hanging around my front door when we where six, trying to get an autograph from Iron Fist. needless to say meeting me and learning of my powers, he is hell bent on making me into the next spider-man of daredevil or whoever else vigilante hero is out there.
"so... gonna get me a new ball after school?" he slips in casually.
"you had this planned! you've been saying you want a new ball for weeks now!" I accuse!
"no clue what your talking about.. .just hope you brought your wallet." Charlie mumbled as the elevator doors opened up revealing one of the students in our school, who happens to be the son of one of the most racist people I've ever met! he looked me and my friend took a step forward, then pushed the door close button.
"guess we'll wait for the next one" my friend said half joking.
at the bottom of the building we head towards the bus stop right on time for the bus to leave.
"great.. thanks for that jerk, we are late for the first day!"