John was bored and a little scared sitting in the room that the Counter would meet in. He was scared because he was in a new, strange school where he knew no one but the dog, Golden Knight, in the corner, who was named by a kid with bad acne, thick glasses, and with a voice that made it obvious he thought he knew everything.(For some reason the dog would only respond to that name.) John was also scared because only yesterday he learned that he had super powers and was charged to help save the world from an evil club. Even though he was scared, the little ornate plates with brownies nicely stacked on them calmed him down. "These would sure be tasty with Nana's ice cream and fudge," he thought to himself when he took his first bite. On the other hand, John was bored because he had been siting in front of this computer that looked as if it was from the year 3000, to someone who had grown up on the third earliest version of Windows his whole life, for the past fifteen minutes. He would much rather be playing football with the other boys outside but, he felt a cold knot in his stomach even thinking about going out there and talking to him. Looking back, he wondered why he felt he needed to be there so early. He lied to the teacher that he needed to use the bathroom, which he felt horrible about, three minutes before class started, just to make sure he was on time.He had been sitting in the chair ever since he had made it to the moderate sized building from the grassy, but well kept, walk to meet the receptionist inside.

A few minutes later a short, nervous-looking kid walked in and made himself home at one of the futuristic computers and made himself at home. Johns mouth gaped open as he was about to greet the younger boy but his throat suddenly felt like ice so, he hurriedly stuffed a soft, delectable brownie into his mouth. Looking back, John realized the boy wouldn't have noticed if he didn't have his mouth full of brownie, some of it falling on his shirt.