Okay, so although these Elementoria freak-shows could hold a possible threat, I leave to see Green Day. I mean, honestly, I'd do anything for them. If you loved them so much, I mean SOOO much, and they actually call and want to see you, you'd probably leave fist thing! (Which I basically did).

I went into the hotel room that I crashed into before. They were waiting for me! Actually waiting! For me!

I ducked inside and brushed myself off.

"No crash entry this time?"

"Nah. I figure, if it hurts, don't do it again," I walked closer to them. "And I also figured you'd be in another room, incase She-Line comes back looking for you."

"Ooh, we are in another room. We just knew you'd come here to find us."

"Smart."

I leaned against the wall, waiting for them to say something. I didn't want to be a blabbermouth, and especially not around them.

"We...we sorta wanted to thank you."

"You don't need to do that." I said.

"Yeah, we kinda do." Mike said.

"We weren't really too friendly to you at first, and you still...like..."

"I know, just don't worry about it." I started to flush. It was one thing to suck up to them, but for them to suck up to me?

"We realize now that you're normal. You just have...superpowers." Tre said.

"Yeah. That's real normal!" I laughed.

That's when Spider-Man came inside. And the Fantastic Four.

"What the hell?" Billie-Joe said, backing up with his two bandmates.

"What are you doing here?" I said loudly to them.

"Oh my god. Is that...is that...?" Johnny stuttered.

I sighed. "Green Day. Yes."

Johnny Storm gave a girlish scream.

He ran up to them. "Oh my god. I love you guys so much!"

I pulled Johnny back. "Breathe, Breathe. Look, if you don't act like a total dork for the next hour or so, I'll see if I can get you an autograph!"

He shut up then.

Billie-Joe, Mike and Tre all gave a laugh. "I didn't know superheroes liked our music."

"You should've known once I became your groupie." I told them. I scanned the room and saw Billie-Joe's wallet in his pocket. Oh my god. Money. THE RENT MONEY!

"Uh...I have to go...I ...something...something just came to my attention. Mike, Tre, Billie-Joe, I'll see y'all later, okay?"

"Y'all?"

I had time to concentrate once I was alone on a rooftop. Okay...I have to think about this logically. $9,000. In two weeks. It's possible, right? No. Not for me. I'm just a little 14 year old girl. What was I supposed to do? I can barley come up with five hundred dollars in a whole month.

Yet again...I did get five hundred at that bank...gosh, I knew it would come to this.

I went home, inside Josh's room, and in his desk drawer. I got out his gun he kept hidden and stuck it in my jean pocket.

I made sure my mask was on tight.

I flew over discreetly to a bank that was ten blocks down. I entered through the roof ventilation system, cutting all the security they had there.

I dropped down, with people all staring at me.

"Okay..." I said, taking out the gun, my hands shaking. "I need ten thousand dollars."

People screamed and dropped to the floor.

"Please...I just need the money..."

I walked up to a young clerk behind a desk.

"I just need ten thousand. That's it...just that."

"I thought you chose a side once you fought Doc Ock." The clerk said angrily. She could tell I was as scared as she was.

"The money..." I said, shaking the gun.

"Put it in a bag, please." I asked. I've never shaken so much in my whole life. I got this feeling like I was about to die.

She passed me a bag. I looked inside. Real money. Real money. Right here.

"I need more. Another ten grand!"

The gun stopped shaking.

"I need it right now!"

"You said...just ten..."

I loaded the gun.