Even Heroes Make Mistakes

I never asked to be a hero. Not as in some freakishly strong Superman or some knuckle blade wielding Wolverine dude. But some random kid with strange power. I never wanted to be a wacky off the wall 17 year old kid who couldn't even fit in at home.

I was just born that way.

And my so-called "wonderful" powers put me into a position I really didn't want to be in. I can do weird things. Like listen to other peoples thoughts. I can cheat off the smartest kids in class during tests by reading the answers out of their heads. I can lift a glass of water into the air with a snap of my fingers. I'm the only one who knows about this right now--and I'd like to keep it that way. I don't want to be called hero or brave man or champion or superman! I just want to be normal. Normal. A regular name, a regular school.

Not some Academy for Super-heroes.

But don't forget: even "Heroes" like me make mistakes. I made the mistake of reading my mother's mind after we had an argument. I thought the fight would have been over, but I heard her thinking: When will that boy learn not to argue with me? I will kick him out of this house if he doesn't stop being so objective to everything I say!

That wasn't the mistake. The mistake was that when I listened to her thoughts, I had said, "Hey I heard what you just said!"

"I didn't say anything!" my mother had answered.
"You were thinking it! I just heard you!" And then I slammed the door behind me as I walked into my room.

So, we had to have this huge discussion with me explaining how I could do what I did. I just stopped talking when they asked me. I've never liked being the center of attention, so I wished that I had the ability to be invisible at will...

Oh, and I know another mistake! Letting my excuse of a mother talk me into going to this stupid Academy.

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