Sam felt sore in the morning, and half asleep through the day. Danny had told him about everything, and Sam had had to think about it instead of sleep. There was just too much to process in a few minutes. As school dragged on, Sam was glad it was already Wednesday. He only had two days more to live through, and then it was the weekend.

Sam shuffled out of math, his head spinning with factorials, radicals, and decimal points. He yawned, and it pulled at his face, stretching the skin taught. Sluggishly moving toward the lunch room, he heard Colson call his name.

"Sam Alexander! You are to report to detention now!" Sam sighed. Today of all days, some stupid villain decided to try and pull off some stupid heist. Jeez, didn't they ever take a break? He turned, and walked into detention, flopping down in his seat. Danny glanced at him, but the seats dropped beneath them before he could say anything. Sam was sliding down a tube, and hit his watch, opening the com link.

"Where to today, Bugbrain?" Sam asked, yawning again under his mask.

"Downtown. Batroc the Leaper just hit a bank."

"Really? They need the whole team to take down Batroc?" Sam asked incredulously.

"Get your head in the game, Sparkplug. Just because Batroc is a minor villain doesn't mean he isn't good for practice," White Tiger said.

"Like we need any more practice. We should be out there taking down a real villain, like Dr. Doom!"

"Yeah, because that worked out so-o well last time, Buckethead," Spiderman said snidely. Nova glared at the moving wall of rounded tube in front of him.

"Don't start fighting now," White Tiger snapped at them.

"She's right, divided we fall, united we stand." Iron Fist said.

"Downtown's coming up," Powerman reported.

"Alright, prepare for tube departure." Spiderman said, taking charge, as usual. Stupid Bugbrain thought he ruled the world. Nova initiated his powers, and hovered up, shooting through the tunnel like a rocket. Years of practice weaving through trees gave him the quick reflexes needed to maneuver the tube with ease. He shot out of the downtown exit, and slammed into Batroc the Leaper, who was trying to leap away. Nova tumbled, but regained his balance, shooting an energy blast as Batroc, who leaped out of the way. Gritting his teeth, he aimed two more shots. One at where Batroc was, and one where he would be… Hopefully. Nova fired the first one, and the second one in quick succession. Batroc leaped out of the way of the first one, only to get a face full of the second. He tumbled to the roof, and Nova flew down, tying him up with rope he got… Somewhere… He didn't even know himself where the rope came from, but he had it, so he tied Batroc up with it. The others showed up a few minutes later, looking at Batroc already tied up.

"Looks like Buckethead got here faster than we did." Spiderman said.

"Come on, let's take this guy back to HQ, and get back to school," White Tiger hopped down the building, Powerman grabbing Batroc before following. Iron Fist and Spiderman were close behind, and the foursome managed to slide into fifth period before the bell rang. Sam was already sitting in his seat, chin set on the desk. Danny took his seat beside him. The teacher began class, lecturing on the importance of all organisms in the environment. By the time biology ended, Sam was ready to highjack it out of there.

Sam stretched, and yawned again. He gathered his crap and walked toward the last period of the day, science, where, unfortunately he had to work on the big project coming up with what's her name. She looked a bit like a cat with pointed green eyes and thick brown hair cut around her chin.

Reaching science, Sam flopped down in his assigned seat. When class started, car girl came up to him, ready to work on a project he didn't want to do. Unfortunately, she was prepared to take a bad grade if he didn't pull his weight, so he had to work on it. Sam really had no idea what they were making, but he put the pieces together the way the blueprint said. While he did that, cat girl, he still didn't know her name, wrote the report. Sam managed to finish the small machine as the bell rang, and he stood, picking his bag up off the ground. He shuffled out the door, not even glancing back.

On his way home, Sam saw the girl he had run into on the roof again. He dropped down beside her, and she smiled at him. That's when his brain finally worked it out.

"Miranda."