Hey guys, it's me!

I know I updated just yesterday, but a really good idea popped into my head today and I didn't want to lose it, so I wrote it down.

Also, I'm going to try and update every weekend, but this weekend I'm out of town, so this will serve as my weekend update.

I'm glad I came up with this story idea, and I hope you like ti

Enjoy :)

Fenton Capwell was puzzled. He hadn't seen Archer or the rest of his group for days now. So, they either escaped or they were captured and sent to West Campus. He did still have the idea that Redfang could've eaten them, though. Now that they were gone, only one out of the six of his phone contacts was actually at Tower. Emily was gone, as was Ian, CJ, Gabe, and Suki. That left only one person left: Ray Snider. He and Ray got along quite well and Don acted like he didn't exist. That was fine by Fenton, he was used to being ignored, ostracized even, because he was different. He had begun to make friends in his Webelos scout troop, but unfortunately he woke up at Tower. He hoped that since everyone at Tower was very different, maybe he wouldn't be considered that weird. Sure enough, people found his love of opera and different sense of style very odd. He figured they also were weirded out by the fact that he was very erudite. It didn't bother him, though; he was able to keep himself happy. He actually made friends with Archer and his gang and Emily, even Ray.

So, he decided he would search Ray out, and figure out whether or not they should look for Archer.

CJ Ward woke up to a very shrill beeping noise coming out of her PDA at six o'clock in the morning. That's weird, she thought, Whisper didn't wake me up and it's an hour earlier than normal. She internally grumbled, she definitely was not a morning person.

She looked over at Suki, who wore the same confused and irritated expression.

Forty-Five minutes later, she and Suki, fully dressed in their Tower Prep uniforms, were heading down to where they assumed the Cafeteria was. They assumed correctly, and got in line for breakfast. When she placed her ID in front of the monitor of the microwave-like food dispensers, she heard a soft ding! and opened the door. There was her usual breakfast, granola with vanilla yogurt and strawberries, a glass of milk, and a cup of almonds. Again, she noted that Whisper was silent. Something was odd about this place, alright.

She was the last to sit down with Ian, Gabe, and Suki, who all had the same tired look on their faces.

"Good Morning how was your first night in Level Two?" a very perky and awake Chandler asked while sitting down with them, placing her tray with a peanut butter and banana sandwich on the table.

"Short," was Ian's curt reply, "why do we wake up so early?"

"You need all the time you can get, the Level Two schedule makes for a long day."

"We didn't get any schedules yet, when is orientation?" Suki wondered.

"Oh, there isn't an orientation, so you either have to ask around or figure it out," Chandler replied, "if you look at your PDAs, there should be an app that has your schedule in it."

They all pulled out their PDAs and found said app and inspected their schedules, only to become confused.

"But we only have classes for the first half of the morning," Ian stated.

"Level Two tends to focus less on academics than Tower does. There are A days and B days, which alternate. Today is an A day, so tomorrow is a B day, then an A day, and etcetera. You only have three classes a day, which are all in the morning. Let me see your schedules," she said.

They all did so and turned their PDAs so they were facing her. She scanned over each PDA and softly smiled, "Oh, it looks like we have the same schedules. So on A days, its Math, then Science, then Language. On B days it's English, History, and Music. It's a pretty simple and effective schedule."

"Awesome! Only three classes a day, then sweet freedom!" Gabe exclaimed.

"Hold your horses, Gabe," Chandler retorted, "You have your classes, then lunch, and then you train, usually intensely for several hours."

"So is there a person like Coach or something, then?" Ian asked, starting to wake up.

"Ha, as if," Chandler scoffed. "Coach hardly does anything at Tower; he barely even has a skill. You know what he can do? He can neutralize your ability, that's it. Ever notice how you barely even progressed at all under his teaching? Yeah, that's because you aren't supposed to make progress."

"That doesn't make any sense," Ian replied, defending his mentor. "Why would they try to stop your progress if they say you are supposed to develop your 'unique potential'?"

"I myself was stumped with that question for a long time. Then, I realized that you are supposed to become frustrated with your lack of progress. That way you go looking for a way to make progress, and eventually stumble upon Level Two."

"Like what The Rooks are doing with Corvus H40?" CJ asked.

"The Rooks? Yeah, sort of. But they're only wannabes. They think they're so great that their abilities are 'advanced'. The fact of the matter is, Level Two makes your abilities become even more powerful than those losers can even imagine."

"And how exactly do they do that?" Ian replied, skeptical as usual.

"Instead of the same Coach for everyone, you are divided into groups based on your abilities. Postflex, Super strength, Super senses, you get the idea."

"Wait, Postflex? What is that; it sounds lame," Gabe retorted.

"It isn't lame, Gabe, people with Postflex can see things in the past. Johan over there," She pointed to a short boy with flaming red fair swooped across his face, "has Postflex. He's seen the creation of Tower, even the very messed up life of Cornelius Tower, that whack-job who started the place. Speaking of abilities, you never told me yours."

"I have Preflex," Ian responded with his chin held high.

"I can read people's emotions, like a book," CJ stated.

"Ah, Emotional Perception. I have what is called Weakness Perception. Since Perception is such a wide category, we'll be training together," Chandler stated.

"I have Mimicry."

"I have Hypersuasion, but I'm not good at it."

"Remember what I said earlier, Gabe, confidence," Chandler reminded him. She continued, "So, what'll happen is, after lunch, you go to the Athletic Building. Then, you'll tell Receptionist your name and ability, and she'll tell you where to go. Then, you'll train."

"Who will we be trained by?" Ian asked. He had to admit, he was curious about the whole one-on-one training idea, he wanted his skill to become more powerful.

"A specialist who actually has your ability, or something close to it. You'll be trained with a group of people who have the same ability that you do. We train for three, sometimes, four hours a day, then we can chill or do homework. Then Dinner, and curfew is at 11—"Chandler was interrupted by a bell ringing- like noise. "There's the tone, time to get to Math."

The group of teenagers picked up their breakfast trays and dumped them into the trash. A little nervous for their first day, Ian, Gabe, CJ, and Suki followed Chandler to Math.

So, there is this weekend's update.

I could really use your input and suggestions of what I should do in my future updates of the story.

ie: if I should continue with the Fenton plot, should I include Headmaster, romance, the list goes on.

Anyways, thanks for reading and I hope you guys enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoy wrting it!

Thanks guys!