My head leans against the window as I watch the cars zoom past my mother's car. It is like my mother's car isn't even moving as the cars speed by.

Imprisoned by my thoughts as I turn to look at my mother. Her mouth moves in one continuous movement, I can see it move but the words she is saying sound distant.

I know that cop from somewhere, and he definitely knows me.

The guy looked like he had seen a ghost or something. Thinking of ghosts, shouldn't I be dead, that must've have been the main reason they threw me out.

He must be working for the Controller, one of his goons. He must've dispersed his men in different locations, it could be possible. It would explain why the cop looked like he had seen a ghost.

If that is so, the Controller must know everything about me already. The cop already knows that I am alive and well. It could be something totally different, I should stop pointing everything that happens to me at the Controller. Just because all of this happened, doesn't mean he has to be the centre of attention in my life.

I am about to go back to living a normal school life. Well it's going to be normal in its own abnormal way. I can't change what has happened to me, so I must just accept it and move on with my life.

Whatever happens I should keep in mind that I is still human, nanobots and all, I am still a boy. I am no better than anyone on this Earth, I should remember that I am the good guy.

I am no super hero, I'm just going to help out people where and when I can. I believe that I survived for a reason.

I wonder how getting back to school will be, I would be happy if no-one asks me what happened. I hate telling the story, because I might make a mistake and say things I shouldn't. I don't want to use my powers at school, I can't risk anyone finding out.

"Care for a snack?" My mother offers.

"I'll just make one when I get home."

"Ok, well when are you planning on going back to school?"

"Tomorrow would be a good enough day for me," reply, not paying any attention to the questions she is asking.

"Ok then, tomorrow it is. You have got a lot of catching up to do at school. Don't let what has happened to you bring you down. I believe that you were let go for a reason. Maybe what they wanted to do with you didn't work for a reason. I don't know but it's what I believe." Mara consoles, with her hand on my shoulder.

Well that's a coincidence, it was exactly what I was thinking. What are the chances that I would get kidnapped, get these abilities and still be free to do whatever I want, without being controlled by The Controller. There is a reason behind all of this, something I may not know just yet.

Well I am finally home and I don't have any idea on how to spend the rest of the day. Besides meeting Sarah, I have got nothing else to do. Today might turn to be boring if I'll have to just sit and wait until it's time to meet up with Sarah.

I could always perfect using my abilities, I could practise using them better and better. This way I'll be even more prepared for the Controller's next attack.

Practicing does sound perfect, but there are too many people around for me not to be seen. I am going to need a place to practice, a place I am sure that no-one will be around when I practise.

I spend some time thinking, and then I finally come to a conclusion that I should practice at father's old farm.

My father had a farm in the far East, she used it to run away from the world. There, we were the only people for miles. The was no proper road, so not many cars came around. In fact, no car ever came to that place, this could just be perfect.

I wait until my mother is finally gone before I leave. Breakfast is something I'll have to worry about later. I teleport straight to the farm, I don't bother going inside the house. I just stay outside, preparing to practice.

The farm is now dry and grass has grown all over the place. It is clear that nothing has been planted on the soil in a while. The soil hard and rough, as weeds also dominate the scene.

Paint scales are removing themselves from the house, moss grows on the walls creeping out of the small cracks. The wood on the stairs looks like it could quit at any second.

I now see my old swing, it was on my favourite tree. I'm surprised it was still hanging. I guess dad was right when he said that the swing would never fall again. I get the feeling it would have broken again if it was ever used.

I know look at the sky, I could literally see the heat. What surprises me is the fact that I can't feel it. It seems cool to me, but the heat proves otherwise.

"I've been waiting to do this for a while," I say this as I start shooting energy out of my hands. This feels so great, I just feel invincible when I do this. I stop doing this and start focusing on what I came here for, I came here to practice, not shoot energy at things I can't see.

An idea enters my head, I could try using three abilities one after the other. I smile and shoot a blast of energy into the air, I teleport straight in front of my blast, just before it reaches me. I start phasing to let the energy fly right through me.

The blast goes straight through my body, I feel so happy that what I tried has worked. I almost forgot that I teleported into the air. The wind reminds of this fact as plummet.

Instead of teleporting my way back down, I shoot energy again out my hands. I try to make the blast as strong as I can.

I shoot straight down and the blast from my hands stops me from falling. I am now way up in the air, with a blast of energy in between me and the ground.

The blast keeps me up in the air, if I would stop shooting, I would go right back to falling. I shoot even more energy, and this pushes me up into the air. I watch as everything becomes smaller and smaller, then I stop shooting.

I start falling, I smile and close my eyes as I fall. I have always wanted to go skydiving, this is a good enough experience.

When I get satisfied by the air rushing against my face, I shoot straight down and I decrease the energy from my hands. This helps me go down slowly and I land gracefully as my hands are stretched out to both sides.

I know see the scarecrow that I created with my dad when I was still 11. The scarecrow brings back flooding memories, I just look at the crow and can't help but smile. I pick it up and starts phasing it into the ground. I make it stand upright being that it has now gone straight into the ground.

I try to use my blasts of energy with force and precision. I shoot small and powerful blasts out of my fingers, I make sure that they cut their way through the scarecrow. I practice doing this so much that there are no more holes to open on the scarecrow.

I really enjoy this, I drop my hands, a part of me still wants to continue shooting. I think about walking forward to lay the scarecrow back down on the ground, but it is too far to touch. I didn't notice I had backed away so much whilst firing.

I start to imagine a hand extending to grab it, I know that nothing is really happening but it really feels like it. I lift up my hand and open it, I see the scarecrow detach itself from the ground.

The crow comes straight at me, I move back tripping and falling as I do. The crow is now floating in the air right in front of me, it then drops to the ground.

I try doing this again, if it was even me who did it in the first place. I try to lift the crow again but nothing happens. I try so many times but I just can't, I was able to move the scarecrow without touching it.

I decide to go home and take a bath, I have wasted enough time playing around. I don't want to be late and keep Sarah waiting.

I teleport home and take a quick shower, I then text Sarah telling her that we should meet at the park. We never really set up a location for where we should meet until we are all dressed up and ready.

***

I spend most of his afternoon with her, we just chill around the park talking.

"Before I forget, I think I might be going back to school tomorrow."

She smiles at that, "Welcome back, we've missed you," she nudges my arm with her elbow.

We continue chatting, we sit on a bench at the park as we watch the sun go down. We watch the beautiful spectacle of the sun descending.

She lays her head on my shoulder as nothing is said. No words were needed either, it was just a perfect moment.

I go home and stay in my room for the rest of the night. For some reason, I actually feel tired and I go to sleep for the first time in days.