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Dwayne McDuffie is a Stalker

Leah stared upward in awe. She blinked several times to make sure she was not imagining things. She wasn't.

Thinking about what she just saw made her think about what city they were in again.

"Dakota…" she found herself muttering. Because the car was quiet, everyone had heard her, at least everyone who wanted to listen, which excluded her brother.

"Good job, Leah!" her father congratulated. He was impressed, and about to ask his daughter how she had gotten the city name right, but decided to just let it go.

After a minute that felt like a second, the family finally arrived at their new home. Time seemed to fly right by Leah, as she was still trying to comprehend how she saw what she did. She knew she saw Static and Gear, but had she imagined it? She was thinking about the show a lot, so maybe that was it.

But still, that didn't explain how her guess of the fictional city of Dakota was right. Maybe it wasn't and her father has misheard her. Or maybe there was a city named Dakota, and she just never heard of it.

Thinking about being in a city called Dakota got her thinking about Static and Gear again. She was so deep in her thoughts; she didn't notice her family emptying out the car. When she came to, she pulled her computer bag over her shoulder again and followed her family into the house.

Damn, she thought, for the front stoop looked just like that of Virgil and Richie's; at least, of what she has seen on the episodes.

Leah thought the same thing again as she looked inside the house. She almost thought she walked into her hero's house by mistake. There she was, standing in the living room shown in every theme song. In front of her was the stairs, and to the right was the swinging doorway into the kitchen. The only difference was that there was no furniture. Leah shuddered to imagine living in Virgil's clone house, even though she was excited at the thought as well.

"Is my room upstairs?" she asked, even though she was almost positive all the bedrooms were upstairs anyway.

"Yeah. Turn right once you're up there and it's the first door on the left," replied her father, standing next to her, also taking in the sight of his new home. He knew what the house looked like, but nobody knew Leah was most educated about the appearance of the new apartment.

Passing her father who was holding a big box full of shelves, her mother with a box of kitchen supplies, and her brother, listening to his iPod and carrying stuff for his room, Leah raced upstairs to her new room.

She saw what she expected: a mirrored closet door bordering the right of the room, and a window in the back left corner. Everything else was empty, but she could just imagine the bed next to the window and the shelf and desk to the left of the door. Then she pictured Virgil's room with her furniture instead, and it looked almost identical. She blinked hard, getting back into reality.

But this was reality.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts again, she put her computer bag down, leaning it against the wall left of the door and the ground, and headed back downstairs. The moving men appeared downstairs, and a strong one carried Leah's bed frame. She led him upstairs.

After the hectic mess of the major furniture, Saturday finally rolled to an end. Leah's room looked just like she imagined it would be: sky blue and purple furniture in Virgil's room. She still couldn't believe she was in Dakota, even though she was starting at Dakota Union High on Monday.

The facts were staring here straight in the face, but she refused to see them. Then came the event that made her forget all doubts.

Sunday came and went, with information on the new city and jobs and schools. No information about local superheroes; not yet, at least.

But it was Monday that was the interesting day.

Leah walked into the school, trying to ignore the fact that the she had just walked down the same path Virgil and Richie did in every beginning theme. She knew she was there, yet still refused in admitting it to her thoughts.

After stopping at her locker, Leah looked at her schedule lying on top of the books in her arms. She walked down a long hallway, and looked around to get the feel of the new school.

New? With the yellow hallways, it was hard for her to place herself properly in them. She had seen them so many times before, it was amazing anyone would consider this new to her.

But she had to get her mind straight. She couldn't think about Static Shock, not now. She had to get to class. She looked around the halls beaming with curiosity as to where Homeroom 803 was. Every time a new hallway opened to her left or right, she'd skim her vision across it, glancing at room numbers.

A hallway to the left was coming up, and it was when she looked down it that confirmed all of her suspicions.

Walking parallel to her on the far left hallway was none other than the famous dread-locked and blonde-haired duo, Virgil and Richie.

Yeah Yea Yeah I know both chapters end the same way but it's a good cliff hanger, right? I really just want to get to the good part. The really cool stuff begins happening in the next chapter. :)