Sigh, High School... I can't believe it; I'm actually here. My parents always said I would enroll to Silverleaf High, even though we didn't live near Silverleaf town. They knew that I would make new friends here and, that I would get good grades here with how smart I was. But they also hope that I will forget what happened at my old middle school. How could I forget?! That bully, Leo was just asking for a flamethrower to the face! What? He's fine, don't worry about him. He's in one piece... Mostly... Now you may be asking to yourself: How in the world did an 8th grader get a flamethrower? Well, it was pretty easy... I when in the science lab, turned on the torch and then, used my powers to make a large ball of fire. What? Oh... I forget to tell you that I was a mutant... My bad.

Yes, I'm a super human and yes, I do have powers. You may think I have it easy but, it is challenging being a super human! Firstly and most important, you must keep your powers secret and, only use them for good. Well... That isn't easy and, I'm only a teen. I'm not trained like Ant-Man or Ironman. In fact, I'm so inexperience, that my powers can go out of control if get very bitter. Secondly, the government is always on my shoulder. After all, they we're the ones who technically gave me my powers. Apparently what happened was, my parents volunteered to help with an experiment for the government. They had to tag 5 year old me along due to no baby sitters in the area. Now, I don't know if I'm compressing this memory but, I'm pretty sure I ate a pill made from a mutated flower when no one was watching. Hehehehe... I'm sorry but, it's true. How can a flower be mutated? On second thought, don't answer that; I already know the answer.

Anyways, enough with my origin story. This is about my life in High School so, let's begin on my first week. Hope my power can take the pressure.