Time For School Ch 18

Note: All characters in this story involved in sexual situations are 18 years of age or older.

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Somehow during the night, I'd managed to fall asleep. Surprisingly enough, I didn't have any nightmares about the freaky guys in black. Instead, I was treated to a more peaceful dream. I dreamt I was just sprawled out in an ocean of colors without a care in the world. Maybe it was an embodiment of what my life had become: like a dream. Maybe it was just my mind trying to keep calm after a terrifying experience. But it was more than likely just a coincidental succession of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations that occurred involuntarily in my mind during certain stages of sleep. I awoke as I usually had, without my alarm clock, yet perfectly on time to get ready for school.

The rest of the week was so calm by comparison to everything else that happened ever since I'd acquired my powers. I was just happy to get to see all of my friends, the girls that I'd gotten so very close and personal with, and to steadily build up my grades. All my teachers seemed to take notice, but I was still busy taking notice of the girls. Old habits die hard, I guess. But, I didn't make any sort of moves. I found myself more than content to just ...

admire

and enjoy.

Jennifer and I were able to maintain our steady love-hate relationship. Talia was still as clingy and as adorable as ever. Eve and Lila still considered me part of their group and I continued to have lunch every other day with them. Eve herself made it a habit to greet me with one of those great little hugs and a kiss every morning before school. Natalie was still as bold as ever. She and I didn't get to talk much, after all she was too busy being an up-and-coming model. I

did

get to speak with her about the conversation Johnathan overheard. She was actually very apologetic and realized it was a bad move by her. She promised not to bring it up anymore, and that was good enough for me. Ms. Adanna kept our tryst a secret, although she greatly enjoyed my tutelage under her and would give me a gentle stroke of the arm or squeeze of the hand from time to time.

Walking home with Sofia was

always

the highlight to the end of the school day. She was so talkative, so warm, so comforting to be around. Elizabeta - oh, jeez, where do I even start with her? She took her physicality toward me to another level; shoving, punching, even kicking me just for the hell of it. I knew she enjoyed my company greatly, even if it didn't look like it. Tamara continued to be that amazingly sweet girl that sat behind me in Algebra. She really loved wearing that pink shirt, and did so as often as she could to show she was 'Team Anthony.' Back home, Samantha and I did a whole bunch of catching up and swimming together at the pool. It was great to have my childhood best friend back in my life. As for Sarah? She was still my very good friend, along with Jordan. She remained someone I could talk to about anything and know that secrets would be kept safe with her.

As for the rest of my friends, they were still the lovable, ragtag group of misfits they already were. Frank, Josh and Brandon - my three buds that remained consistent and so much fun to be around. Frank was also really great about keeping the secret of my power a secret. Nora was never bothered by Jason ever again. I was happy to hear that, and so was she. The sweet hug she would give me every time we ran into each other was proof enough of that for me.

Yeah, this was the new normal for me: my normal, supernatural life. It was refreshing, to say the least. Little did I know, however, that 'normal' was about to get a whole lot stranger...

The following weekend, I'd gotten up nice and late like I loved to do on the weekend. I groggily headed into the kitchen to make myself a sandwich for lunch. I held a cucumber down, idly chopping a few slices out of it. At the same time, I closed my eyes and yawned, thinking nothing of the repetitive motion. That's when a searing pain literally cut through my finger.

I looked down, there was blood all over the cutting board already and I swear I could see through to the bone. I panicked and brought my hand over to the sink, bleeding profusely along the way. But that's when I suddenly remembered I could heal myself with relative ease. I just had ignore the splitting pain, focus, and think about my finger

not

being sliced open. As I thought clearly of my finger being back to normal, my powers had made it so. I sighed heavily as I looked my healed finger over and shook my hand a few times just to be sure it wasn't going to fall off.

After I cleaned up the blood, I gazed at the knife again. I thought about my ability to heal rapidly and so, I decided to put myself through another experiment. Now I wasn't one to self-harm, but I also possessed ridiculous superpowers - I just had to test them out. Over the sink, I held the knife up to my hand, the pointed end pressed against my palm. I swallowed and breathed slowly, trying to build up the courage to go through with this. Then, I grit my teeth and shoved the knife all the way through my hand. I exhaled with a groan of agony. The sight of the knife right through my hand was terrifying and gruesome.

I shouted in pain as I pulled the knife back out and then closed my eyes, quickly making use of my power to heal. At first, I couldn't get it rolling because I was too worried I somehow wasn't going to be able to do it this time. But once I relaxed and ignored the pain for the moment, suddenly it went away. I opened my eyes — my hand was fine. I sighed in relief, quickly washing the blood off the knife under the sink.

However, I still had

one more

idea in mind. It was crazy, more impossible than anything. But considering how many impossible feats I'd already accomplished, I knew I had a shot.

I held the knife up to my hand once again. This time, though, I reared the knife back a few inches. I got a general sense of where to aim and then closed my eyes. I exhaled slowly, focusing myself on my increasing power to defy all logic. All this time the only thing I ever had to do was

believe

in my ability to do something and it would be done. This shouldn't be any different.

Then, I brought the knife forward, full force. There was no pain. I felt no blood going down my hand. When I opened my eyes, my mouth slowly spread into a huge grin — the knife didn't harm me at all. It was exactly what I was hoping for. I laughed as I tried to stab myself over and over, but my skin was completely impenetrable. Anyone who would've seen me at that point, laughing, trying to stab myself, would've thought I was completely insane. I was just overjoyed. Time and time again, my ability to do seemingly anything astounded me.

All throughout eating my lunch, I couldn't stop thinking about my awesome powers. It didn't take very long before I started getting even more ideas. I had told Sarah that abusing my powers didn't interest me. But ... what if I used them to, say,

help

people instead? I started to think of myself as that 'superhero' again, grinning in excitement. How cool would it be if I ... I dunno, could turn invisible? Yes! That would be so amazing! My mind began to flood with all kinds of possibilities of helping people while invisible. Imagine, sneaking into a house full of bad guys while they're planning a bank heist or something. I could alert the police and tell them everything and those guys would have no idea how they found out.

I reached down to pick up some potato chips off my plate. That's when I noticed they were floating into my mouth. I gasped, dropping the chip back onto the dish and jumping up from my seat. I couldn't see my arms! Or my legs! It

couldn't

be! ... Could it?

I quickly ran to the nearest mirror and found that I had no reflection. Oh, my god! I was invisible! I was shaking at that point as I looked over my nonexistant body - just when I had started looking good for the ladies, too! I was full of excitement and happiness and nervousness. What do I do now? Where do I go? Where do I start? Do I run out and beat up bad guys now or do I wait? Oh man, I was so excited I felt like I was flying.

I went to go run around the house like a mad man when something bumped my back really hard.

It was the ceiling.

I stood there, sort of, for a moment in confusion. What the hell just happened? Did the earth flip upside down? Did I flip the earth upside down and cause everyone to suddenly start falling into the sky? Once I realized how that made no sense at all, it came to my attention ... that I was suspending gravity. In a nutshell, I was

flying

. Flying!! And I wasn't even on drugs!

I waved my arms around like I was swimming, managing to slowly maneuver myself awkwardly through the air. Then I found out that my arms weren't controlling the flying - my brain was. So, I started to calmly float around. I was getting the hang of it, little by little. A huge grin spread across my invisible face more and more.

"Whoo!" I exclaimed as I began to fly in a large circle through the living room and back into the kitchen. I smirked confidently, suddenly darting out through the open sliding glass door and out into the world. I was breathing so quickly and so heavily. Seeing a handful of people casually strolling by a few stories under my feet was amazing. I could not

believe

this. This was like every amazing dream I ever had of flying, where me flying around was completely normal and nobody in my dream thought twice about it.

The cool breeze whipping around me was so pleasant. I felt like I was one with the wind, my entire body the weight of no less than a feather. I couldn't stop grinning. Again, this was amazing! I spun my body in different directions to get a feel of my new, airborne surroundings. Just seeing my balcony - where I should've been - several meters away from me was surreal. The view was incredible, and I was only barely off the ground!

When I finally had a brief moment to relax and let my body hang loose, I wondered how I even managed to

do

this. All I did was get the sense that I was flying because of how excited I was. That's when the realization hit me.

That was it, wasn't it?

That

was the secret to my powers! It took me all this time to figure it out. It was so simple, so efficient, so ... not like a radioactive mutant at all.

I just had to

imagine

it.

I'd even realized it before, without really realizing it at all when I told Samantha...

'

I pretty much just think about what I want and don't want to freeze in my mind and it happens.

'

I understood now. Finally ... I had the key. With that thought, I accidentally materialized a real key in my invisible hand before panicking and making it fade away. Pride swelled up my invisible chest and caused me to do a couple backflips in the air. I withheld the urge to laugh as loudly as I could as I didn't want to confuse anyone nearby.

This ... was ...

awesome!

I couldn't

wait

to test drive this new power. First though, I waved my hand in front of my face to make sure I was still invisible. I don't think there could've been anything worse than having to explain how I'm floating in the air to passerby's. I took a deep breath, and with some intense thinking I was able to propel myself upward. However, I went a little

too

fast. The air screamed by my ears, my face pressing against my skull from the intense force.

When I managed to correct myself and come to an instant stop a couple seconds later, I was already well above the roof of my building.

"Whoa," I wearily uttered, feeling as though I was about to throw up. That was far more wild than any carnival ride. Seemed like I thought a little

too

hard there.

After I managed to settle my stomach, I felt myself shift uncomfortably a bit upon looking at my surroundings. I was really high up in the air. Typically, I wasn't very receptive to heights. But, if I was going to actually make use of this power, I was going to have to get over it. The wind whipped much harder up there than down below. My palms and feet felt cold and sweaty, looking around the bustling city from high above everyone. The people were so tiny, cars hardly noticeable. It gave me a great sense of just how vast the nearby ocean was without anything to obstruct it. It was beautiful.

I felt compelled to fly towards the water. I eased up a little on my 'flight pedal' and kept myself at a moderate pace. I couldn't help but look down, watching the trees, the street and the buildings all slowly roll by beneath me. I descended a bit, keeping myself around about a hundred feet or so over the sandy beach. I smiled, watching the people down there enjoying the sun and the clear sky. I chuckled to myself. Little did the sunbathers know they were bathing underneath me. Luckily, I wasn't casting a shadow with my invisibility.

I descended further, enough to keep well above people's heads while still being close enough to hear the chatter of hundreds of voices. I idly drifted by, wondering to myself how these people would react if they just looked up and saw me sailing like a kite overhead.

I heard a woman talking to a friend as they reclined on their towels. "I told him, 'I don't want to hear it. We're through.'"

I grinned, feeling a little mischievous eavesdropping on people.

"But da~d," a little girl whined, "I wanna go in the water!"

"Not until I put your sunscreen on," her father replied.

I kept on going, slowly passing over a small group of elderly people as they headed along the sand toward the water.

"I got fed up with that shit!" one of the old men said. "I'm not going to pay for extra rent in that dump!"

Then, I came across a young couple starting to get a little frisky with each other. I was surprised enough by the sight to come to a complete stop. They were

really

starting to get into it. The young woman rolled atop her man, the two of them quietly laughing, kissing and looking around. My eyes widened when she suddenly took her top off, keeping her chest firmly pressed into his. I was obviously tempted to just sit there- er, float there and watch. Still, I didn't want the two to cause an awkward scene and get busted for having fun with each other. After all, they were fairly close to other people and families.

Someone

had to think of the children!

I hummed thoughtfully for a moment as I thought my options over. Once I came up with an idea, I grinned in amusement. Why not help them avoid a citation for indecent exposure

and

have some fun with my new invisibility power?

I came to a soft, silent landing in the sand next to them. They were still going at it while I looked at them. His hands were pretty firmly established on her butt. So, I took my own hand and gently raked it across her back. She shrieked in terror and quickly rolled onto her side.

"Something just touched my back!" she exclaimed. He looked around in confusion, seeing nothing there. I couldn't help but be a smart-ass and wave to him as he looked in my direction.

"Babe, it was probably just a seagull," her boyfriend replied with a really thick surfer drawl. He then pulled her in closer to him. "Come on, there's nobody around."

The two went right back to making out. My initial idea didn't work perfectly, but I was very persistent. I carefully knelt down and then put a hand on her shoulder. I pulled away and took to the air just as she reacted.

"Ahh!" she screamed and swatter at her shoulder. "Kevin, a hand seriously just grabbed my shoulder!" He looked at her in confusion while she quickly grabbed her top and tied it back on. "This is freaking me out. Let's just go back to your place, okay?"

He sighed in frustration. "All right,

fine

." I could only imagine he figured she was looking for excuses to back out.

I was

so

tempted to follow them back and watch them go all the way, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. Besides, I was far more interested in my new powers. So, I kept on hovering overhead along the beach for a short time just to soak everything up like I was some kind of low-flying helicopter.

A few moments later, I came across a little girl, no older than a toddler, playing with a beach ball that was bigger than her. It was adorable enough to make me smile watching her tote it around like a giant teddy bear. But the smile quickly faded when the ball fell from her hands and was carried by the wind down to the ocean. I then watched the little girl quickly chase after it and I panicked. I quickly flew over to the ball, which was drifting further and further into the water. Her little feet touched the water on the shore and kept on going. What the hell were her parents doing?!

I grabbed the ball and pushed it as quickly as I could back to her before the water was high enough to consume her. Right as she grabbed the ball, I heard a few people cry out that a baby was in the water by herself. That prompted her parents to finally respond and quickly rush down to scoop her up. Her mother held the ball in one arm, her confused child in the other.

"Is she okay?" someone asked. I could only breathe a sigh of relief and ascend a bit higher into the air. I don't think anybody wanted to see

that

on the evening news. Although I couldn't see it, I felt my hands trembling for sure. I surprised myself at how much I cared. I'd actually gotten really scared for that little girl's well-being.

I let out one more big sigh of relief and smiled as I saw her parents starting to keep a closer eye on her. What do you know? A happy ending. That sense of fulfillment made me feel like a superhero right at that moment for sure. But then I decided to stop patting myself on the back and took off from the beach. I headed for home, feeling a little exhausted after using my new powers for a while. I had to give myself time to get used to it. For the moment, I just wanted to slip into bed and have a nice nap.

The next day, I was out flying again around the same time as yesterday. I was enjoying aimlessly wandering over the city for a little while. The simplistic eagle eye view I had was endlessly entertaining for me. Though I was scared of heights, I still admired the spectacle of being up high. The sense of freedom was beyond anything I could ever imagine. I could go anywhere, do anything. Climb the highest skyscraper? Walk the tight rope across the wall of a bridge? Fly alongside a seagull? I could do it all - and so much more. The possibilities of anything and everything I was capable of doing were just limitless.

I headed to the outskirts of the city, looking out at the long rows of hotels and motels on the beach side and the small apartment complexes on the other side. As I flew near the bridge leading in and out of the city, I spotted something very colorful underneath it. I was curious enough to go and have a look.

Upon closer inspection it was a very brightly-painted van parked in the shade under the bridge. And by 'brightly,' I mean decorated with huge, multicolored flowers and peace signs. It was a hippie van! I touched down a few meters away from it, realizing it was on and had music playing. Hits of the oldies, no less. I looked around carefully to make sure no one was around before making myself visible once again. I then inspected my body, patting myself, making sure I was all there before giving a nod of approval.

I walked up to the van, curiously looking inside. There was a young woman with long, brunette hair laying down in the back seat. She was nodding her head to the song, quietly singing along with it. I smirked, knocking on the window, which caused her to jump up in surprise.