A cloud of dust arose from the ground as Zay's boots hit the dirt path. He slammed the truck door closed as he looked at the empty field a few feet in front of him. "Luke," he said cautiously. "Are you sure about this place?"

Lucas walked around towards Zay's side of the truck and shoved his keys in his pocket. "I'm always sure. Come on."

Lucas walked ahead and ventured out into the empty, grassy field. Zay followed him for what felt like forever until they made it to this clearing where the tall grass stopped and a large circle of dirt began. "This place is cool," Zay beamed. "Are we for real gonna practice here?"

Lucas grinned. "Yep, but I say we test this place out before we bring the girls here," he hinted.

Zay laughed. "Ah. What kind of gentlemen would we be if we didn't make sure it was safe before they came?"

Lucas tipped a fake hat on his head. "Why it wouldn't be right. After you," Lucas finished courteously.

"My pleasure." Zay walked into the center of the clearing and shook his arms. He cracked his knuckles and focused. "Just think of what dad taught me," Zay muttered to himself.

The wind picked up around them as Zay looked around. "You can still do it Zay. Just focus," Lucas' encouraging words were now ingrained in his brain.

Zay stared at his finger tips and watched them turn into an icy blue. The icy blew slowly turned his hands blue. First his hands, then his legs, up his chest, and his entire head. His entire body was this icy blue color. "You're almost there Zay!" Zay clenched his fists together and his entire body crystallized. Zay took his right hand and watched the ice flow right out of his hand in a single white beam.

The crystals frosted the ground around them. From the aura that the power was giving him, Zay used both hands to create an ice like board beneath him. Stepping onto it, he used his hands to power himself off the ground and skated on the ice in the air. Flying around and around he took a deep breath and stepped off his board in mid air. As he dropped, he placed his hands down beside him and felt himself rise again as the ice powered him off the ground. Slowly, he landed back on the ground and looked around.

There was ice everywhere. Ice covering the clearing, the grass. It was crazy how much ice Zay had produced. Zay looked around and grinned sheepishly. "My bad man," he apologized.

Lucas laughed so hard that he was crying, that he doubled over in laughter. "Its okay," he breathed, tired from laughing. "I got it covered."

Zay stepped back and let Lucas do his thing. Lucas looked around at all the ice and held out his hand. Flames appeared from his hands as he barely grazed over the ice, melting it immediately. Careful not to start a fire, Lucas let the flames engulf his entire body. He looked at Zay and nodded. His face fiery, he asked Zay, "Cool me down if I get too hot?"

Zay nodded and and stepped back some more as Lucas sprung off the ground and into the sky. Watching his flames ignite the sky, Zay smiled and chuckled to himself.

The stars twinkled brightly in the sky. So bright that they created their own little spotlights on the ground. Riley sat outside looking up at the stars, allowing her imagination to run wild. In the midst of her running through the sunshine filled fields of her mind, she felt a presence next to her. Riley looked beside her to see Maya sitting down next to her. "Hey," Maya whispered.

"Hey," Riley replied.

Maya fiddled with a loose string on her shirt. "So I have to go somewhere," she began.

"And you need me to cover for you?" Riley concluded.

Maya nodded. "Yeah. Will you?" she asked skeptically.

"Of course," Riley laughed. "You're my best friend. I'd do anything for you." Maya leaned over and hugged Riley. "Just make sure you're careful. I don't think I could handle it if I lost you too."

Maya nodded over Riley's shoulder and pulled away. "I promise." Maya stood and adjusted her shorts. "I'll be back soon."

Maya trotted off down the road, pulling the slip of paper out of her pocket and dialed the number. "Hello?" Josh's voice entered Maya's ear softly.

"Its Maya," Maya whispered. "Can you pick me up? I don't exactly have a car."

Maya heard Josh shuffling in the background. "Uh yeah," he answered. "Is it just you or all your friends?"

"Just me," Maya answered. "Can you pick me up at the old barn in town?"

"Yeah. Just give me a second. I'll be there in ten."

This barn was just about a good couple of miles from where Maya was. Running, she made it there just about a minute before Josh pulled up on the road. He rolled down the window and smiled. "Hop in."

Maya opened the passenger side door and sat down in the seat quietly. Maya looked around his car and it looked impeccable. There was not a spec of dirt anywhere, despite what she's heard about regular teenage boys- he was different. Josh looked over at her and smiled. "I'm glad you came." Maya didn't answer. "And we're back to you not talking. Its okay. I can deal, but I want to show you something. We have to drive there. Are you cool with that?"

"I guess so, but just make sure I talk to you about something later. Okay?" Maya answered.

Josh laughed and started to drive. "So you do talk," he pointed out.

Maya shrugged. "I only talk when I feel I have something that needs to be said," she explained.

"Well then maybe you should talk more often," Josh advised. "I'm pretty sure you have a lot of things that need to be said."

Maya nodded and just turned to look out the window. Waves of trees passed by in a quickly blur. Suddenly, they were at their destination. Maya got out of the car and looked around. It was school. "Why are we here?" she asked, irritated that he wasted her time.

"Because," he explained. "I wanted to show you this." He gestured towards the empty school. "Its amazing!"

Maya struggled deeply to see what he saw. "Elaborate," she ordered.

"Its so much different here without all the typical high school stereotypes. That's what I see when I look at you and your friends. You all seem so different personality wise. From what I've seen you all dress and act differently. Like your all sort of loners, but in your own ways. You guys broke the mold. The first group of people to ever come into Holden and not be obsessed about sports." Josh looked at Maya and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Its pretty cool."

Maya crossed her arms over her chest and just stared at him. There was something about this guy that she oddly liked. She couldn't quite put her finger on it but it was definitely there. Shaking the thoughts out of her head, Maya drew her mind back to what she originally wanted to talk about. "Look," she began assertively. "I saw those pictures you have of me and my friends on your website."

Josh blushed. "Those? Yeah, I meant to tell you about them. I'm actually using them-"

"I don't care what you're using them for. You need to take them down. Immediately," Maya pressed. Josh didn't answer. "Just take them down. Please," she begged. "We just can't have our pictures out there like that."

Seeing this as an opportunity to figure out what was going on with them Josh decided to put up a fight. "Why?" Maya's eyes widened shock. "They're just pictures."

Maya quickly grew frustrated. "Because I said so!" she exclaimed. "You had no right to put them up in the first place!"

Josh scoffed and relented. "You're right." Maya grinned satisfied. "But I can still keep them up there." Maya's face fell. "Something tells me you and your friends won't fight to take them down because you're worried about all the attention you'll receive." Maya stared at the ground, finding her sneakers very interesting. "Which is why I'll take them down."

Maya looked up her blue eyes full of hope. "Really?"

Josh nodded. "Yeah. I would hope that someone would do it for me."

Maya ran up next to Josh and gave him a small hug. "Thank you," she whispered. "You have no idea how much it really means to me."

Lucas walked through the halls of the house looking for his blonde friend. "Maya!" he called out. "Where'd you put the recipe book? We're starving!" Lucas walked into the bathroom and didn't see her. He walked into the room that she and Riley shared and still didn't see her. "Where is she?" he mumbled to himself. Riley walked past Lucas humming softly when he called out her name again. "Maya!"

Riley stopped in her tracks and turned around quickly. "Maya?" she asked. "You're looking for Maya?" Lucas nodded skeptically. "She's," Riley's eyes darted around frantically. "In our room," she finished. "Yeah she's in our room. Girl problems," she lied.

Lucas scrunched his eyebrows together and backed away slowly. "Alright," he said, unconvinced.

Lucas turned and walked back the way he came, leaving Riley to release a breath she didn't even know she was holding.

That following morning, the quartet walked into school and went their separate ways as usual. Maya, walking her usual way to class had a visitor. "Hey Maya," Josh greeted as he walked by her side.

Maya looked at Josh out of the corner of her eye and frowned. "What are you doing?"

"Walking with you to homeroom," he answered in an obvious tone.

Maya rolled her eyes and kept walking. "Did you delete those pictures?" She asked after a minute or two.

Josh nodded. "Yep. Every single last one of them gone.

"Good," Maya replied. She walked to her locker and opened it. "Now," she began. She took some books out and shut her locker abruptly. "Leave me alone."

Maya walked off, leaving Josh stunned for a moment. Breaking out of his trance, he ran a big to catch up to her. "What? I thought we were friends?"

Maya scoffed and adjusted her beanie. "Well you thought wrong. Besides, when did I say I wanted to be friends with you?"

Josh scratched the back of his head out of nervousness. "I don't know I just thought that-"

"Well you thought wrong. Now if you'll excuse me."

Maya walked into homeroom and sat down in a desk waiting impatiently for the day to be over. Just to see a dejected Josh walk in and sit down in front. Feeling guilty, she opened up a notebook and started to doodle. Minutes later, she put down her pencil as she tried to ignore the tinge of sadness in the pit of her stomach.