My name is Ryan Falconbridge.
I believe I am not a normal teenager.
I haves extraordinary powers which people have only written about in folklore. I am just an eighteen year old boy with thin frame spectacles, blonde hair and average looks. However that isn't the reason my story is special.
Let's start from the beginning.
I remember that night. I was sleeping after masturbating. It was exactly 12 am. I remember the time because that's when I looked at the alarm clock in a seemingly random flurry of fervour before my penis erupted in spasms(which I controlled, by placing it inside my pants, despite the semen causing my penis to stick to it).
I liked the sticky feeling, though.
12 am. I had to get up at 4 to study for the maths test being held tomorrow, which I had barely prepared for. I cursed under my breath and drew the covers up till it reached my chin. I swear I tried to sleep. For what seemed like hours I shut my eyes. However the sleep wouldn't come. My forehead was coated with sweat and my breath came out in stertorous gasps.
"What the hell is wrong..." I muttered, before tossing to the other side of the bed.
The room was too hot despite the fan being at full speed. Impossible. I crept out of bed and checked the regulator. Full speed all right. Time check: 12:07am.
And then everything went dissolving into a haze of black and purple.
Sounds surprising? Welcome to my world (mfd. 26th March 12:07am).
I cracked my eyes open when I heard the birds outside. It was dark but the light was coming up fast. I checked my beloved alarm clock. 6:26 am.
I nearly flew out of bed to run to the bathroom to wash my face and freshen up but I couldn't make it past the slippers before I got a chainsaw of a headache. I gripped my head with both my hands and sat down on the bed with a painful groan almost like the sound of a strangled rooster. Heh heh, perhaps I would strangle one if it woke me up in the morning.
Wait I didn't remember sleeping last night. I remembered...nothing. Just a few random dreams. That was strange. My alarm clock hadn't rung, either. This was getting more and more annoying. Screw those exams. Couldn't teachers give us a true vacation for once?
A few hours later, I had breakfast along with a pill for curing headaches, said goodbye to my mom and dad and entered my dad's car which took me to the school every morning.
"What's up Fal!"
"As good as it always is, Addy. Speaking of which, do you know when the maths test is?"
"Probably the fifth or sixth period, but this time Adam ain't gonna not fail! Er... which is a double negative...I mean to say...I'm gonna fail, sorry, pass...".
"Right Adam" I said suppressing my grin and walking towards the front bench, my regular seat.
Oh, I almost forgot to mention it. That was my pal Adam Wright. My bestie since 5th grade. He has been supporting me in everything I have been doing. Friends like him don't come easy these days. A little goofy at times but a nerd nonetheless, just like me.
"Hey Falcon" said a cheery voice behind me.
"Uh...hi...hey Tracy."