"So honey tell us about your day" Scott encouraged, "Your mother says she caught you talking to a boy"

"A cute one at that" Janette finished, winking at me with her big brown eyes.

"Well today was fun, I like my teachers but Mr. Kinners doesn't seem very happy. Oh I get to play in some game -I think it's called Save the Citizen - you have to save some doll from its doom using your, umm, powers. I got chosen to do it." I sorta lied there but they don't need to know that I got in trouble.

"Make any friends at school?" Scott asked me looking over his glasses.

"I met a guy named Dustin; he lives over in that white house with the big pillars. He's really nice." I shoved some samosas in my mouth greedily.

"Oh I think i was talking with his father today. Is his dad a lawyer?"

"Yea."

I was eating breakfast when Dustin came to my door with a skateboard under his arm urging me out the door.

"Come on slow poke, we're gonna be late" he said after I closed my front door and started walking to the sidewalk

"No we are not, I am never late, beside it's only 7:00, bus comes at 7:30 and it only takes 5 minutes to get to our stop."

"Well in that case you can push me there." He sat down on his board with his knees up to his chest.

"You've got to be kidding me."

"Nope" I started to walk away.

"Your funeral!" he called after me.

"And what does that mean?"

"Well you might have to go against Lash and Speed. I have been told that they are almost unbeatable..."

I pushed him all the way to the bus. "I hope you know you weight a ton" I told him when we boarded the bus.

"You're just jealous".

"Of what?"

"My hair" he stated proudly.

At the next stop an African-American boy in a purple polo came on and held out his hand for a high five to Dustin as he sat beside us. "

Hey, what's up C.C.K. and who is this?"

"C.C.K.?" I asked. "

It's my nickname; Carbon Copy Kid"

"Why?"

"It's my power I can change into people. Watch i'm gonna change into Sam here." He pointed to his friend. And before my eyes his skin, eyes and hair became darker. His orange t-shirts changed to Sam's purple polo. Every detail was there, even Sam's almost invisible freckles.

"Oh my god that's creepy." Dustin and Sam just laughed together in perfect harmony with the same voice which sent a shiver down my back. Creepy. Sam held out his hand to me.

"Hi I'm the real Sam Jackson, I have acid spit."