Trey had been checking his Facebook on his laptop when the door had burst open. He had expected to be met with the face of an eagerly eyed youth, yet instead all Trey found was an empty doorway. He was about to assume that it was simply the wind or something of that nature, when his eyes stopped over his roommate’s bed. What had once been a perfectly clean bed was now covered in a laptop and a bag of video games. Trey’s eyes widened as he rose to his feet, staring in amazement.

The source of this was reveals seconds later as another gust of wind hit Trey’s face. He caught the brief look at what appeared to be a blur whiz past him before once again disappearing, leaving behind a cardboard box of stuff. This continued for about a minute; numerous gusts of wind and the sight of a moving blur, followed by the arrival of more luggage. By now Trey had made a guess as to what was going on. It seemed that his new roommate was a Speedster. Much like the guy from that CW show on TV. Regardless of his understanding though, he was still speechless when the guy finally stopped. 

The guy was certainly attractive, Trey had to give him that. Well attractive was probably an understatement. He fell back into a sitting position onto his bed as the new teenager spoke. He gave a short wave after Chris introduced himself. “Name’s Trey.” 

The comment about the traffic stuck with him however. “I assumed traffic wouldn’t have been an issue for you.” He commented, intrigued. 

-----Thursday: Mutant Power Training-----

Despite it still being extremely early, Trey still managed to rock up to the sports field with a coffee in hand. The drink was practically essential to keep him awake after the last few nights he had had. This was due to the fact that night was the time his roommate Chris decided would be a fantastic idea to play on his multitude of game consoles. Trey obviously was not impressed although kept his mouth shut for the most of it, trying to “keep the peace”. 

The power training was actually worse than he had expected. He had expected it to be more of a Mr Miyagi training session, although instead it was basically just like gym class. Yuck. What made things worse was that Chris was apparently in full spirits, despite his late nights and was ready to show off his speed. It didn’t take Trey long to run the laps himself, although by the time he was done he was already fully out of breath and coated with sweat. To be fair he didn’t look that different from most at this point. 

“y’know Chris…” He began, as he slouched over to him. “Without those powers of yours, you’d be as screwed as the rest of us”. He gave a short laugh before slouching onto the floor. Lying back he continued. “Honestly, I always hated gym.”