ASBO
After setting fire to his old study partners house, Simon was given an ASBO, Anti Social Behavior Order. The terms of the order was time spent in a psychiatric unit for observation and 200 hours of community service.
Simon was astonished to find Alisha as part of his community service team. He was also shocked to see the chavvy girl from the stairwell at the club, her name was Kelly. He had a hard time making eye contact with either of them. The other members of the team, Curtis, Nathan and Gary held little interest for Simon. Gary had an aggressive attitude, Curtis had and elevated attitude and Nathan, Nathan had a mouth that didn't stop. Simon tried to make himself small, stay quiet and avoid the attention of the males in the group.
Life wasn't so kind as to let Simon skate through his community service while mooning at Alisha. It took less than ten minutes for Simon to attract the attention of Nathan. Weird kid, panty sniffer ... it was all starting again. Simon wished he was invisible, than no one could lay their eyes on him. All of the eyes boring into him full of accusation, pity, discomfort. He pushed right hand up into his dark hair and attempted to smooth it down over his face, but Simon is neat and tidy. His hair isn't long enough to hide behind, but the act comforts him.
"I'm not a panty sniffer. I'm not a pervert."
The sky went dark very quickly before the storm hit. Everything was in disarray. They were running, all of them. Shouting, frightened, trying to get into the building. The world went white. When the seeped back into everything Simon felt funny, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. Kelly felt weird too, that was enough of a confirmation.
The next day Simon went invisible for the first time. There in the locker room. He had found a bloody cap and tried to bring it to the attention of the group. He was staring right into Alisha's face and she was staring right through him, looking into the mirror. The mirror held no reflection of Simon's pale visage. Things just got stranger as the day went on. There was strange graffiti on the outside of the building. Tony, the probation worker, was acting odd. Kelly was distracted. And Alisha nearly gave Simon a stroke doing things with a water bottle that just should not be done. Did Alisha get that power from the storm, like Simon's invisibility? Simon was afraid to ask. It seems like some sort of super power to him anyway.
By the end of the day, Kelly had been killed by Tony. Curtis had rewound time bringing her back. It was revealed that Kelly was telepathic. Gary's body was found in a locker. Curtis tried to shag Alisha. Alisha's special power was revealed and she used it on Simon, only for him to reveal he wanted to piss on her tits. As if things couldn't get any worse, Kelly killed Tony and everyone became complicit by burying Tony and Gary beneath the flow. Simon didn't think things could get any worse in his life.
Practice Makes Perfect
Over the next weeks, Simon practiced his newly acquired skill. He used it to try to help protect his group. They were the closest thing to friends that he had. Simon still had problems turning invisible when he was angry or felt particularly ignored. On one occasion he was in the locker room invisible when Kelly and Alisha walked in and began to dress. It was different, seeing them this way. He could take his time and look, see them close up. Girls, women, they were so mystifying. Kelly was very pale, like Simon, with a tiny bow tattooed on the small of her back, a white bra and gray panties. He took all of this in, committing it to memory. Simon liked that tattoo. Then there was Alisha, Simon could scarcely breath. Alisha was so different than Kelly, dark skin, black bra and pink panties with a butterfly on the back side. Simon got so close to Alisha, he could feel the heat off of her body. Colorful beads around her neck, splashing over her chest. He breathed her scent deep, like golden syrup, lemon and vanilla. She smelled like treacle tart too, like Simon knew she would. Suddenly, things were looking up.