The twins started their walk back to the group of friends. Jordan felt like his knees would fold any moment. 'in that case, I'm staying on the ground' he thought 'I'll stay here and molder away... shit shit shit!' They had arrived by the fire. Everyones eyes were on them. 'Who's gonna talk first? Me or Jon? Shit, they're all staring at me.' For the first time in a while, Jordan could feel his anxiety coming back. 'Can Jon please say something fir-'

"So? Are you guys gonna say someting?" Max interrupted his thoughts. Jordan glanced towards his brother. Jon gave him a nod saying 'go on'.

'Shit.'

"I don't really know where to start-"

"Start with the powers, is that true?" Max asked. Jordans eyes flickered nervoulsy around the group. 'Alright, here it comes'

"Yes."

Silence.

Jordan didn't know what to do with his hands, he was tugging at a loose thread on his hoodie, and then put his hands in his pockets, but just a second later started running his hand throught his hair. He also noticed he was the only one still standing, 'should I sit down? No, maybe Sarah doesn't want to sit next to me. But I don't want to be in the spotlight-'

"Jordan... did you cause the explosion?" Malcolm asked.

"I-" his voice broke, "I didn't mean to... I couldn't control it back then, I didn't even know I had... powers."

Everyone seemed to relax a little bit.

"So... you are a metahuman."

Shit, this is where everything comes crumbeling down. 'I need to sit' he thought. He let out a sigh an sat next to Jon and Sarah. "N-" his voice broke again, he couldn't say it, he shook his head instead.

Everyone was confused.

"Well... what are you then?" Asked Seth.

Jordan knew his voice would break again if he said anything, he might even start crying. He looked to his brother for help, Jon nodded.

"Me and Jordan are... shit this is harder to say than I thought." He said while running his hand through his hair "We're half kryptonian"

A collective gasp came from the group. But Jordan didn't notice it.

'There it was, that's it. They're gonna hate us, they're gonna abandon us.'

'Breathe Jordan I'm here,' he heard his mothers' voice. He took a deep breath and exhaled. He felt a hand on his back, was that, Sarah? She gave him a reasuring smile.

He hadn't noticed but a single tear was running down his cheek, he quickly wiped it away.

"Oh shit" whispered Seth "you're not serious right? You can't be. There's only two kryptonians on earth, and that's Superman and Supergi-... oh my god! One of them is your parent right?"

Jon and Jordan both nodded.

"Which one?" Max asked.

Jonathan sighed.

"Superman"

Another pause.

"Fucking hell! Did your mom have a one night stand with superman!? It's not unbeliveable! She is famous for all her interviews with him and-"

Jordan cut Max off "no she didn't have a one night stand with him"

"What... what do you mean"

Jordan looked at his brother again, 'how many revelations will it be untill it's over?'

"Our dad..." Jon started "As in Clark Kent, is Superman"

Once again everyone was stunned.

"Okay, can we just slow down" Seth started "We don't even have proof that your half ali- kryptonian I mean."

That hurt, it was even worse to be refered to as an alien by one of their friends.

"And let alone that your dad, a.k.a Clark frickin' Kent is superman." Seth continued.

"What do you want us to do? Sprout antennas!?" Jon spat.

"I don't know can't you... fly or something?"

"No, only Jordan has powers"

And there he was again, in the spotlight.

"I- um... I can't fly either" Jordan confessed.

"Yes you can" Jonathan whispered, low enough for no one else to hear.

"No, I can just hover like three feet in the air" he answered in an equally low whisper.

"That's like the same thing" Jon replied.

Jordan rolled his eyes.

"I don't know what to do..." he surveyed the area, he can't laser a tree, that would start a whole ass forest fire, and there's enough of those already.

Jon smirked and nodded towards the pick up truck they had driven to their camping spot with, Max' parents had let them borrow it, her parents weren't really too careful with the law. And Max had driven it severall times before.

Jordan shook his head "no, that's dads' thing, that's way to dramatic."

"What is?" Asked Sarah.

"Picking up the truck." Jon answered.

"You can do that?" Tyler, just like the others seemed shocked by the idea of a 15 year old kid lifting a whole pick up truck by himself. Which he guessed was fair...

"I-" he looked to his brother, who gave him a playfull smirk. Jordan scowled.

"Fuck you" he whispered. That only seemed to make Jon happier.

"Do it Jordan!" Challenged Max, "that's cool as fuck!"

Jordan sighed, once again shooting Jon a glare, before standing up and walking towards the veichle. 'How did I end up here? I'm in the middle of the woods showing of my alien powers, that I don't even like.'

Once there the group started cheering him on.

"Jordan! Jordan! Jordan!"

He remembered how his dad had lifted their truck, he started from behind. And then a thought hit him; 'what if I can't lift it? I've never lifted a car before! That'd beextremely embarrassing,' but there's no turning back now.

"Jordan! Jordan! Jordan!"

He made his way to the back of the truck and placed both hands under the veichle 'you've got this Jordan.'

He could feel his fingers digging into the metall. 'I hope Max' parents don't notice that.' He thought.

"Jordan! Jordan! Jordan!"

Slowly but surely the wheels lifted from the ground. 'Okay, that was way easier than I thought.'

"HOLY SHIT!" Someone shoted.

He slowly worked his way under the car, just like he had seen his dad do a couple of months ago. Now all four wheels were of the ground. He glanced back at his friends, they were all quiet now, staring with mouths ajar.

Except for Jon who was grinning from ear to ear.

"Hover" he mouthed to Jordan.

Should he?... or the more accurate question was; could he?

'Yeah, I think I can, he thought'

Slowly he started lifting of the ground, while trying to balance the truck on his shoulders. For the second time that evening everyone gasped.

"What the fuck." Seth whispered under his breath.

Jordan was now floating three feet above the ground, with one leg slightly bent. He felt like he could go higher, but he didn't want to risk it, and they had already seen what he could do anyways.

Instead he sank back down and slowly placed the truck on the ground. Once he was done he checked the indents from his hands.

'Shit they're pretty obvious.'

"What the hell just happened!?" Max shouted.

Jordans' head snapped back in the direction of his friends.

He made his way back to them with unsure steps, while Max was still talking. "I mean, you just lifted a truck! A fucking truck Jordan!"

"I-" Jordan started nervously, but was interrupted.

"That was like the coolest, but also weirdest thing ever!!!"

"Sorry I just-"

"Sorry!? You were fucking floating Jordan! Why are you sorry!?"

"I don't know... Because we...lied?"

Once again the group became serious,

"Guys" started Sarah, she was refering to both twins. "We- or atleast I understand why you had to keep this a secret, it's not just your lives that could be ruined, but also your dads', and people around you."

Everyone nodded in agreement. "Yeah we don't blame you." Tyler said. "And we promise to keep this a secret."

The twins smiled appreciatively at their friends.

"Thanks" they said in unison.

It was quiet for awhile before Jon spoke up again. "Oh, by the way, dad wanted to talk to you tomorrow... about all this."

"Shit I forgot he's fucking superman." Max confessed.

"Me too sometimes." Jordan stated while grabbing a beer Seth handed him.

The group laughed. "How?" Max asked. "I wouldn't be able to think about anything else."

"Well when he falls of the ladder every single time he decorates the christmas tree, it's pretty hard to believe he can fly." Jordan joked.

The group laughed again, finally everything seemed to go back a lighter mood.

"Sorry for asking Jon... but why don't you have any powers?" Sarah asked.

"I don't know, I could get them later. But we are the first of our kind, so nobody knows what's gonna happen to us." Jonathan confessed.

"That's gotta be weird"

The twins nodded at Sarahs' statement.

"Well, not to brag or anything, but I did kind of figure this all out a couple of minutes before ya'll" Tyler stated with a playfull smirk.

"Wait what? What do you mean?" Asked Max.

"Well you do look alot like your dad Jordan, and we were already talking about superman, so I kinda just connected the dots."

Jordan shot Jon a look that said 'I told you so'.

Jonathan answered with an eye roll.

"Well that's great! I've heard that many girls are crushing on Superman, so it can't be a bad thing to look like him." Seth joked and gave Jordan a wink.

"Oh yes! Can you give me his number? And put in a good word for me?" Max wiggled her eyebrows.

"You're like gay as fuck." Jordan joked.

"Yeah... but superman is the only exception."

They all laughed except for the twins, who were now making gagging noices.

"Oh stop that!" Sarah hit Jordan playfully. "You know I hate that sound!"

"I don't" Said Seth while shrugging.

"SETH! What the fuck that's gross!" Max shouted, but she still had a big grin on her face.

The night continued like that, jokes and laughter. And the occasional talk about the caped hero.

But their friends had taken it with stride. And it seemed like everything was gonna go back to normal... or atleast as normal as it can get for the Kent brothers.