<br/>‘Wow.’  She was amazing to just look at.  I watched as she came in.  Pushed my glasses up on my face to get a better look at her.  I was drawn to her as the natural beauty she was, sometimes she wore too much makeup, but she thought it was to hide blemishes.  I thought it was to hide her.  Not like she would take beauty tips from me anyway.  Those were contacts.  Which I understood, I wanted to contact, but before the change, my prescription was too thick.  She truly was poetry in motion.  I could have asked her out but she had every Tom, Dick, and Harry pining after her she wouldn’t have seen me before.<br/><br/>I felt it, I bent down to pick up my bag, timing the huge spitball plastered to the wall.  I moved quickly, my reactions forced to be slow, like a gunshot and moving a few seconds later.  Damian was nothing if not pissed that he had missed me.  He figured he must have just miss timed it.  I saw him and did my typical run.  He was moving north in my direction, I went east toward class.  My movements were no faster than normal but my cuts were all but precise.  He was like a general, moving his pawn over the board to try to box me in.  I moved to make them run into others so I could make my getaway.  Even in the crowded cafeteria, I moved with a certainty.  To get away, even still it wasn’t like I didn’t move, a person here I grabbed Diane Carol and swung her around, her coffee landed on Brian Smith, then I moved a chair kicking it and it slid about 10 feet into Whitney Davis knocking him down as he didn’t see it until it was too late, this cause Anita Wilson to fall upon him as well as she was a plus-sized girl and she had suddenly been given one of her fantasies as she landed upon him.  Since Jake and Wyatt were behind me they were cut off by the throngs of people getting ready to go to class.  I was through the last door having made my escape.  I kept moving down the hall, once I was out of sight it was over.  I sighed as I smirked thinking that crazy old man was right with his misdirection and using the environment to my advantage.<br/><br/>I chuckled to myself as I continued to move down the hall.  I went to first period as the bell rang.  English Lit.  Mrs. Martinez was covering Mythology, Shakespeare, and Modern comedies.  I sat in the back so I could zone out thinking of something else.  I wanted to design something to wear that wouldn’t draw attention to me.  I wanted to have a decent school year too.  I vaguely heard something about a group project, we would be paired off and do something with Shakespeare.  I shrugged it off, paying no attention.  It didn’t matter who I was paired with, I would probably end up doing it all myself anyway.  She would pick the names at random.  Strangely enough, some people wanted to be my partner for that reason alone.  I shook my head and looked at the rest of my class schedule: Chemistry, Geometry, French, PE, Anatomy, and Physics.  This was just part of the course.  I am definitely glad I don’t need the glasses anymore.  I changed my prescription before coming to class so now they were just glass.  Reminded me of Clark Kent’s.  I didn’t have my superman persona yet.  I would have to get something besides just a black costume for sure.<br/>