Jack Harper, Los Angeles apartment

Jack looked down at his bowl of frosted flakes, then to an open letter next to his bowl. A lot of bad shit was happening ever since the world found out that some people were... Different. Ever since Jack had discovered he was special he knew he had to keep low and develop his abilities. So far he had done a good job hiding from the world, but last week he received this letter telling him he needed to come in and get his blood checked. Ever since he got the letter he had been working on changing his DNA to read up normal on the test. He was nervous because he had no way of testing it at home. Today was the last day he had to go in and get tested, he was leaving right after he finished his cereal. He took his last bites then grabbed his letter and left. 

As he drove to the address he thought about what might happen if he wasn't able to change his DNA, and what he might have to do to ensure his freedom. Random thoughts of escape plans ran through his head when he heard a ladies voice speak.

"Turn right in 500 yards and your destination will be on the left." He looked down at his phone in the seat next to him and closed the GPS, he could find it from there. As he walked into the building he looked around. It just seemed like a medical facility, nothing too intimidating. There were a few people rushing down one of the halls, it made him wonder what had happened. He walked up to the front desk to check in. 

"Hello, I'm Jack Harper, I'm here to get my blood tested, prove I'm just your every day human heh" The lady behind the counter didn't look amused. She handed him some papers to fill out and told him he would be called back for testing in a moment. He filled out the papers and soon enough he heard his name called. He followed a cute girl to the back where they would test his blood. 

"So we'll just give you a little prick, take some of your blood and run it through the machine over here and then we'll know whether you're normal or not." the nurse said. These last words disgusted him. Normal? What is normal, and who's to decide what is normal and what is not? He hid his disgust and put on a fake smile, nodding to show he was ready. The nurse pricked his finger then took a small amount of blood then went over to the machine. Once she placed it in the machine, Jack stared intently at it. For a moment it remained red, and his heart skipped a beat. Then it began to change blue, meaning it had worked. 

"It looks like you're all clear" The nurse said as she started throwing away used materials. "You're good to go Mr. Harper, just make sure to sign out at the front desk." 

Jack left the room and made his way to the front desk to sign out and be on his way. Now that they thought he was normal he could continue to progress unnoticed.