I am basically a god. I can do anything I think of. Anything. I mean teleportation, invisibility, shapeshifting, flying, I can create things out of thin air, read peoples minds, anything. I’m a kid, though. Middle school. Smart as hell. Shouldn’t be in the grade that I am but my behavior won’t let me move up.

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The fluorescent lights of the middle school hallway flickered—one, two, three times—before settling into a steady hum. A janitor rolled his cart past, his gaze lingering on the door labeled PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE.

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