I suppose that I am used to moving around a lot.

First time is always the hardest; there were tears and feelings, I personally don't do well with those... Those are not a good fit for a wizard. My father likes to move around a lot, he says that a change of scenery is good for the soul. Don't really believe that excuse he loves to throw around every time we move, who would. I always thought that there is a reason and rhyme to why we move. So far I have found no particular link to it.

We moved to New York this time, my first time in a big city, which is surprising, considering how much we move. We have always stayed in small towns up until now. They were quiet, boring, and didn't have many heroes or villains like they do in the bigger towns and cities.

Today's my first day of school. I'd be excited if it wasn't the 7th school I'm transferring to, but I am excited with the bigger city part. The school wasn't that big nor was it small, just enough, and since this school is science focused; it could be a breath of fresh air. I've been to sports focused schools, and I didn't like them with all the bullying they seemed to do, maybe this school would be different or the same just flipped the other way around.

I probably wouldn't stand out too much, part of me does want to stand out and be the center of everyone's attention. New York has its fair share of heroes and villains which is pretty cool. I'm really excited to see them in action.

Good thing about the school was that it was close to my current apartment. 40 to 50 minute walk probably and if I'm late I can just jog or run.

I woke up and did a quick routine. I love getting sweaty, a wizard does need a good vessel after all. And after a shower I got ready and picked my outfit to not stand out, though my wardrobe doesn't really have that many normal clothes. I'll make do.

First day, I'm really out in the city. I didn't have much time to tour the place while we were busy moving in. It was interesting, just like the big cities I saw in movies. It really was full of people and full of life. The buildings were super tall too. It was like a forest of concrete and bricks, and everyone was in a hurry and had somewhere else to be.

Looking around and being absorbed to the surroundings I quickly came to Midtown High. I did bump into quite a few people being too absorbed. I really do hope that I'll stay here until I graduate, at least. Just two years without moving would be enough. I was getting tired of it. People are supposed to make their lifetime friends during this time, and here I am constantly shuffling around. The school was bustling with all sorts of lives, I could feel their energy, and it honestly made me feel pretty excited.

I could feel a bunch of different people, so different, and so similar. This is the highest concentration of people I've ever seen. Why didn't we ever live in big cities like this? I'm kinda giddy now. I was supposed to swing by and grab my schedule.

I went to the counselor to pick up my schedule. It looks okay, not too busy or easy. First two periods passed by, quick enough. The teachers in both classes were quite good at their jobs. I did meet a few people; they didn't seem that interested in me though, just that I'm new and shiny. I didn't mind, they seemed cool.

Now, I have biology. This one is one of the classes I'm quite eager to attend. The teacher was a famous scientist in his field, he was probably teaching here so he could have more free time than he would at a university.

The class started, and is going pretty good. The teacher continued on with his lecture at a rapid pace, I could feel his passion for what he does, but then again teaching probably isn't his true passion, what he's teaching is. He was brilliant, and most students seemed to keep up pretty well despite his speed, impressive.

Then, I felt a life that I definitely didn't expect to feel. This definitely had my attention. This life felt so strong, bright, it felt like it had found its purpose which was somewhat rare across high schoolers, and it was coming right our way. I had my eyes glued to the door. I had to see what kind of person had this kind of feeling in their life.

The door opened, and a teenage boy came through, brown hair, cute face. He was unkempt and no one else really glanced his way except for the teacher who sent him an exasperated sigh. I felt somewhat disappointed. I don't know what I expected, but it definitely wasn't this kind of normality. For a second I doubted whether it was the life I felt, but it definitely was the one.

That guy who came in, Peter, is pretty brilliant. I could tell that much in just 20 minutes and from a single explanation the teacher asked of him. I guess that his intellect and drive is giving his life this kind of signature. I have to be friends with him, I'm bored. It's been a while since I sought out a friend. I felt myself tensing a little at the idea. It's funny how you can go through life and death, but simple social situations trip you up, at least it wasn't crippling.

The bell rang, soon enough after the latecomer's arrival, and I immediately approached him as the other kids shuffled eager to be out of here.

"Hey, Peter, right?" I asked as I placed my hand on his desk, and gave him a half-hearted smile.

He looked over from his backpack to me, he paused. "Uhh, yeah, you are?"

"You can call me Nathan or whatever you'd like. The name's Jonathan, I'm new here, and I wanted to ask you something."

Peter's expression didn't change much, though his eyes did stop going through his memories.

"Yeah, sure, shoot."

"Can we be friends?" I asked, adding hopefully a hopeful tune. Was I doing this right? How do you make friends again?

"What?" he asked, expression frozen.

I laughed "Even the genius trips. I'm new here, and I want friends. Besides, you're the most interesting person around." I supplied

He paused for several seconds going over what I said in his head "Yeah, of course, but that flytrap is way more interesting than me."

"Hmm, that's true, but you're a close second, so I'll take you." I responded without missing a beat.

He smiled. "Then we gotta take that flytrap with us. Wanna grab lunch, then?" and of course, I agreed.

I asked a whole bunch of questions about the cafeteria, the school, and the city. He was very amenable We got to the cafeteria, and got our lunches. We sat down at an empty table. I started my interrogation, the basics. While we were talking a couple approached. The power couple, I guessed. They felt stronger than most students, but not so much like Peter. These three are somewhat similar to each other, good friends?

"Who's the guy, tiger?" the girl questioned as she sat next to Peter, the guy didn't say much just sat with the girl across the table.

I just gave a smile at them and waited for Peter's response. "He's new and his name's Jonathan, you can call him Nathan. We met during biology." Peter answered her question.

I drawled "Okay, you guys look like the power couple around here. You guys friends?"

The dude answered "Yes actually. We've been friends for as long as I can remember." arrogant, I like that.

The red-headed girl introduced herself as Mary Jane, but prefers MJ. She was friendly, outgoing, and seemed to know the fine lines of socializing very well, unlike me.

The guy, Harry Osborn, was sociable, sure. It felt somewhat forced and deliberate. He probably doesn't like me much at the moment.

"So what attracted you to our Petey, here?" MJ started her questioning.

I gave a dramatic gasp "What do you mean? He is one of the most interesting people in this entire school."

MJ's eyes sparked "Ahh, you're a nerd then. He could use a friend like that. Harry and I have a hard time keeping up with his scientific discussions sometimes. "

I wouldn't call it that, but "I guess you could call it that, nerds are hot anyway."

Her eyes sparkled yet again, I felt a little nervous now "So you think our Petey is hot." She stated, her smile widening by the second.

I gave both Peter and Harry a glance who were decidedly not looking my way.

I paused. "Yep, he has this cute boy act going on." I could feel Peter's tension as he became the target of our talk.

We talked the lunch away, agreeing to meet up again tomorrow. Sadly I didn't have any other classes with any of them after lunch.

During my last period a big explosion happened, too close for comfort, but not too close to be a danger. The kids and the teacher looked panicked, not much as I had expected, surprisingly. I guess people in the big city are just different in these kinds of situations. The last period was cancelled and we were escorted out.

With nothing better to do I wanted to do some sightseeing. Maybe I should check around the explosion, it seems interesting.