Super Power High

Ch. 2

Lovino's P.O.V.

As I sit in the back of homeroom, writing down notes for class, I listen to everyone's conversations. I let my thoughts wander to the new kid who is supposed to arrive today from Spain. His power is to control everything earth related, not that it would matter. So I went back to working and eavesdropping.

"Abel, my dear weather controller, can you make it rain outside so my beautiful little flowers can have some water?" Francis asks sitting atop Abel's desk annoying him.

"No, go ask Peter, his power is water." Francis gets off his desk, only to go to

Peter's, ending up causing the younger teen to jump up, startled.

"Peter, my de-!" The pervert was pulled back by Arthur, Peter's older brother, when Arthur saw that Francis had placed him arm atop Peter's shoulder.

"Honhonhon! Arthur, all you had to do was ask~!"

"STAY AWAY FROM MY BROTHER, FROG!" I ignore the irksome duo after deciding to listen to another conversation. My eyes wonder to Toris, a Lithuanian who has the power to crawl on walls.

"Toris, like, get your butt over here so I can, like, crawl on the walls too." Says Feliks, the Polish guy (or girl, nobody knows). His power is to absorb any power by touching the person. It's stupid. It's like sexually touching them, UGH! As Toris walks over to Feliks, a knock at the door startles me.

I look at the door to see a tall body with sun-kissed skin, unruly brown hair, and emerald green eyes I lost myself in.

He walks into the class room and to the teacher with a paper in his hand, "Hola,

I'm Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo; I'm the new student from Spain."

Ms. Katyusha, our teacher, stands up to grab the paper only to be weighted down by her huge breasts, but recovers quickly. "Oh, Mr. Carriedo, I thought you would never come!" She smiles causing the lights to become brighter; she has the power to control light.

She gestures for the Spaniard to walk to the seat next to me. Great. When he

sits down in the seat, he immediately looks at me, smiling brightly.

"Hola! I'm Antonio! Nice to meet you!" He holds out his hand for me to shakes he smiles. I glare at him as he just stands with his hand out, ready for me to shake it.

"Fuck off, bastard!" I look away with the scowl remaining on my face. In the corner of my eyes, I see Antonio just shrug and look away. The rest of the period goes fast and soon everyone was rushing out the door.

As I slowly leave the room, I notice Antonio was still sitting in he chair,

"Hey, moron, it's time to fucking leave."

He looks at me, "I know, I was going to ask you if you would show me where my classes are." He stands up from his chair and I realize he's about three inches taller than me.

"You can help me, right?" I start to walk away only to have

Antonio grabs my forearm.

"Let go of me, you bastard! I have to go to class dammit!" I send him my death glare but he doesn't retract.

"Please, help me." He widens his emerald eyes that make him look like an injured puppy.

I give in. "Fine, what's your next damn class?" He grabs his schedule and tells me he goes to the gym. After I tell him directions, he grabs my arm yet again, "What now?"

"What's your name?"

"Does it fucking matter?"

"Sí." I yank myself from his grasp, "WAIT!" I turn around to face him walking backwards.

Without moving my mouth I tell him, 'Lovino, Lovino Vargas.' He stands in place with his mouth wide open as I half smile, turn around, and walk to my next period.

This is going to be interesting.