It was an early morning. The birds were singing. The cars with children being taken to school. All of what would ordinarily happen in a normal morning on a Monday.

It was the first day of school, after all. A most annoying day for most people, children and adults alike.

The pressures of high school combined with the pressures of dealing with their families combined with the pressures of work.

Needless to say, it was a most stressful day for everybody with a family. It, however, was an exceptionally stressful day for a certain family living in the suburbs.

Family name: Hunter.

Number of people living inside: 2.

Identities: Mother and son.

Status of the father: Dead.

Woman's voice: (singsongy) Morning honey, it's time for school.

That sweet melodic voice came from the mother.

She was a particularly in shape woman in her thirties. Very good looking for her age with short brown hair and dark blue eyes. She was cooking a meal as she spoke.

Name: Julianne Hunter

Age: 35 years

Description: Loves her son, but can be a bit strict. Otherwise, quite friendly.

Occupation: Retired actress, now living off the money she earned.

Fact: If you meet her and say you know her from a movie, she'll "act" as though you've never seen her before.

Julianne: Come on! You said you'd be ready!

A young teenager lazily and groggily pulled his bed covers apart. He watched the ceiling for a moment before groaning loudly. As he sat up, he scratched his hair before annoyedly getting up.

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He was a teenager of average height for his age. His eyes were blue, his hair brown, and he had a somewhat skinny body.

Teenager's voice: Morning. I'm coming.

Name: Maximillian Hunter

Age: 15 years

Description: Likes video games and fast food. Hates school.

Occupation: Student, almost at least.

Fact: Has been through several schools and has had to leave all of them for varying reasons.

He lazily showered, dressed, and got down to eat.

Max: Ok. I'm done!

He was presented with a bright smile on his mother's face as she had prepared him his favourite meal.

Nachos, fries, ice cream, and, of course, grilled chicken. Max gasped in massive surprise.

Max: No way! Are you for real?

Julianne: Uh huh. I figured since it was your first day.....

Max wasted no time in zipping to the table and chowing down and feasting upon his meal before suddenly halting to look at his mom and say thank you.

Julianne: Oh, no problem.

She watched lovingly and patiently as he scarfed down everything she had prepared and smiled as he belched loudly.

Julianne: (giggle) Remember to swallow now.

Her only reply was the continuous slurping and munching sounds from her son.

Finally, as he finished, he gave off one more intensely loud belch.

Julianne: (giggle) Well, it sounds like you enjoyed it.

Max: Yeah.

His satisfied face slowly disappeared as he remembered his fate. School. His worst nightmare.

His mother noticed, much to her displeasure. She had hoped this food would quell his negativity.

Julianne: It's alright, champ. You'll be fine. After all, you are a Hunter.

Max: (sadly) Yeah, yeah...

She walked over to her son and started to massage his shoulders gently.

Julianne: Maybe you'll even make some friends this time.

Max: (sadly) Yeah, maybe.

She gave him one big smile as he looked at her and then went off to go get his backpack. Max went off as well to get his skateboard. As he did, he looked at his clock for but a moment. 8:25 am.

Thirty-five minutes till school started. In his heart, he wished that it would go back in time. Or maybe that time would freeze, and he could go back upstairs and play video games. Irregardless, he got his skateboard, and his mother smilingly gave him his backpack.

Julianne: I packed your lunch!

Max: Thanks.

Julianne: And Max...

Max: Yeah?

Julianne: Don't be too hard on yourself, alright. I'm sure this will be it.

Max: (sighs) Yeah, yeah... Ok.

Max turned and walked towards the door.

Just as he opened it, his mother halted him.

Julianne: Wait. It goes without saying, but remember...

Max: Yeah, I got it. Don't use my powers at school.

Julianne: Right, hon. Ok then, have a great day!

Max: (lazily) Bye.

Clad in a white jumper and brown jeans, the young man got on his skateboard before preparing to ride it all the way to high school.