He was officially a jock now, but he wasn’t the click type.  If they weren’t his friends before, they weren’t his friends now.  In truth, they weren’t fond of him considering him the uppity type since his dad was a big-time Colonel overseas.  He could probably drop most of the jocks without his powers so it wasn’t an even contest now.  He wore his gold hoop earring, a red shirt that hugged his now more muscular chest and brought out his skin tone that much more, he was typical jeans, but he didn’t do holes his dad would kill him.  The jeans were crisp ironed heavy starch it was his daily routine, he gave him time to think and plan, he really loved listening to music while he did it.<br/><br/>He watched her walk in, she looked kind of like his would be girlfriend in Japan.  He would have stepped to her but everyone was gawking her now.  Even he had to admit he was a little jealous as his father had promised him a Porsche that he failed to deliver on.  Even the color was cool, he didn’t see the driver.  Funny thing is what would he say?  ‘I think you are beautiful.  Something simple like what is your name?  What are you listening too?’  Dude, you have NO game.  He thought to himself as he watched her.  ‘Damn she was nice on the eyes, she makes Mariko look plain.  Nice lips too.’  He thought as he didn’t stare but he watched her.  He heard the whispers but ignored them, he wasn’t one for the rumor mill.  He might ask her later, should he get the courage.  It at least explained why he was still single.  Although he liked women, it was something that made the normal him seem more tongue-tied than normal.  Everyone just assumed she was Chinese, she could have been Japanese or Korean.  He had a couple of cousins that were.  ‘Yeah, Japanese would be insulting if she were Chinese.’  He thought to himself.<br/><br/>He watched the Welcome wagon of Cindy and Darla approach her.  He listened to the exchange and did his best not to bust a gut at her reaction.  ‘Damn I am in love.  She is awesome.  I will ask her, her name at least especially if we have any classes together.  Your fault for thinking she is some dumb foreign exchange student.’  He shook his head and watched them walk away.  “Sorry, not every body loves your clubs.”  He said in his best excited girly voice, flicking his imaginary hair, as they flicked him off and walked away.  He smiled as he heard the first bell ring.  His hand hurt a bit as he felt a bit of electricity roll over his fingers.  Not enough to be seen, but definitely more than static electricity.  Boy, he was glad he had physics this semester.  If nothing else he would get a better grasp of how his powers worked.  ‘All except for that damned darkness.  Not that he was freaked out or anything, but to be ported from one location to another through a shadow was simply unnerving especially when you didn’t know where the location was.  It was safe as it was from shadow to shadow, but he quickly learned his way around the city, having to run home that was for sure.<br/><br/>His class schedule wasn’t too bad: English Lit, Algebra/Geometry, History, PE,  Lunch, Physics, Chemistry, Japanese.  Pretty stacked schedule.  His mom’s idea.  ‘I don’t want no fools runnin round my house boy.’  He shook his head and headed to class.  He read pretty fast now so hopefully, it wouldn’t be too much homework for him.  He still had football practice so again, finding a date would be pretty hard this semester till homecoming at least.<br/>