Thread: between saints and sinners

Throughout the class she would spare an occasional glance his way. Funny, she never noticed him before other then the gloomy guy that sat next to her. Attractive, and surprisingly interesting. It had been awhile since she had a normal conversation with guy. After awaking into her powers and what it did to her boyfriend, she been a little edgy when it came to men. Hell, with her double life as hectic as it was, she didn't even have female friends. It would be nice to have someone to discuss the politics of superheros and villains with a normal citizen. The teacher continued to drone on but Valerie was too busy thinking about how bold she was willing to be. By the time class was over she had already made her decision. Class was dismissed and she watched him get up before her and head towards the door. Valerie chased after him. As she pasted she discreetly passed a crumbled, torn piece of notebook paper into his hand. He didn't even have a chance to say anything to her before dashing away. Valerie peaked back at him, with a shy girl's smile, trying to see how he would respond. Then she was gone, off to the mundane bus that would take her to her simple home. Scribbled on the note was a message Hey, if you're ever interested in talking about super-politics some more....or just want to get some coffee together feel free to call me. Valerie 466-3167 ----------------------------------------------------------------------- How unfair was it that the defender of the city had to ride a bus due to lack of funds. At home, She found her father curled over the table with a some paper in his hands. His face looked sullen, like his soul had already left the body. She was staring at a Shell. Dad? He looked up at her, his movements painfully slow malfunctioning robot. I'm Sorry. He said with a dry voice. Valerie...we don't have any money. What? She walked over and read the paper over her father's shoulders. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ It was sometime around midnight when got the courage to leave. She stood in front of her credit card company that had lead them to leave that they were financially sound. Now she didn't have money to finish college. They were going to have to move into her grandparents home while her Dad tried to work off the debt he had unknowingly dug himself into. Valerie was wearing a black hoodie, normal skinny jeans and a pair of boots. Her pretty little face was mostly hidden by a medical mask. It was a quickly thrown together get up but it would be enough to hid her identity if a camera spotted her. She ran forward, holding the top of her hood till she made contact with the wall. It felt just a little stronger then a breeze as her body slipped through the solid wall into the lobby of the building. She didn't stop there. She took the elevator up to the top floor. Her heart pumped wildly in her chest. she never felt like this when she was fighting crime. Maybe it was the idea of doing something she shouldn't, maybe it was because she was getting revenge for all the hardship the company had caused her family. Once on the top floor she smashed everything in sight. She threw tables across the room. The enraged super heroine flung a filing cabinet out the window, showering the street below with corrupted papers. This is for ruining my life! She screamed out, feeling safe to release her rage alone.