May was in Power Class, which, for her, was right after lunch. In the class were three others: Nazz, a boy named Jack, and a girl named Rachel.
"Ok class, today we will be going outside to practice our power," The teacher announced. Jack cheered and Nazz and Rachel smiled, but May frowned. How could she practice her power? She turned into a she-devil when she was mad.
The group walked outside to the football field. The girls sat on the bleachers while Jack stood at the race track. The teachers was holding a timer.
"Ok Jack, are you ready?" She asked, "Just remember, try your best."
Jack nodded and took off. He was running, but he was a blur. Super speed, that was Jack's power. He finished twenty laps in twenty seconds.
"Very good!" The teacher smiled, "Rachel, your turn."
Rachel didn't speak as she almost floated down the stairs. In fact, she actually did. She was walking on air, floating inches above the ground. Smiling, she sat down with her legs crossed, closed her eyes, and began to hum. Rachel called it meditating. May called it stupid.
A purple glow appeared around Rachel. May knew what this was by now. A force field. And soon...
Rachel disappeared.
Then reappeared.
"Huh?" Rachel said, looking at herself. The purple glow went away and an old soda can hit her in the head. The teacher looked up at May, who was laughing like crazy.
"MISS KANKER!"
May stopped to look over at the teacher.
"This is the third time this week you've thrown something or other at a fellow student!" The teacher said. She pulled out a pad of paper and wrote May a detention slip. May growled.
"WHAT?! I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING!" She yelled, slowly turning into the devil, "IT DIDN'T EVEN HURT HER!"
The other kids slowly backed up, Rachel making a force field in case May threw fire balls.
"Miss Kanker!" The teacher said, frightened, "Please, calm down."
"Don't tell me what to do!" May yelled, setting the trees nearby on fire. The teacher quickly drew a bucket of water and splashed the fire out. She turned around to look at May, but she had already flown off.
May burst into the boiler room where her brother and sisters were.
"May, what's going on?" Lee asked.
"Stupid Power Class teacher," May grumbled, plopping down on the bean bag Brandon had stolen from the school library.
"Oh, I stopped going to that two weeks ago," Brandon said.
"Two and a half," Marie spoke, blowing a bubble with her gum.
"One and a half," Lee said.
"Well, I'm never going again," May huffed, burning the small slip of paper on her hand. The ash fell from her hand onto the floor.
"What was that?" Brandon asked.
"Detention slip," May muttered.
"Ah," Brandon said, sitting down in the second bean bag, "Hey, mind burning mine?"
"Sure," May shrugged, "Gimmie 'em."
Brandon laughed and pulled out three slips and set them in May's open hand.
"You know me so well," Brandon said as May burned the slips.
"I'm surprised you were even in class," Marie said.
"Hey, science is fun," Brandon shrugged, "Great place to cause trouble." He smirked.