"Amy?" I questioned seeing a familiar blond head looking out the window.
She turned to face me her eyes wide, before launching herself at me.
"I think you do have a superpower. Look out the window" she exclaimed shoving me to the opening.

My mouth dropped. We were still in my apartment, but the view was clearer, the sky was blue and not a trace of smog was visible. I looked away and back into the room we were in. My apartment was completely remodeled.

"It's as if some little elves came in during the night and changed everything. Look we have an expresso machine." Amy cheered while turning it on.
"So what superpower is this?" I asked looking back out the window once more.
"I don't know? I think maybe subconsciously you wanted this so your brain mad either happen while you slep. So some sort of mind power thing."She explained, while she looked into the refrigerator.
"Or illusion." I added, "Like a glamour or something like that."
" Like Harry Potter!" She cheered.

"Yay! Do you think I can use this to get a job?" I asked. She looked at me with a duh look. I knew what she was going to say. Why do I need a job if I can magic stuff into my life. And sure enough she opened her mouth and that was what came out. I glared at her, and we went about our day like normal. Nothing other than the apartment seemed to have changed. Yet.

I thought the cookie situation would blow over in a few days. But I was wrong. It got worse. Some people were coming forward with enhanced abilities, unfortunately soon after they came out they were reported mising. I was greatful for Amy, she stuck with me through the transition and never even thought to call for help. When I asked her what she would have done in case of my death she replied with, " Oh my god my best friend is dead. I hadn't heard from her in days and so I came to  heck on her and found her like this!" If she had gone through with that she would have won a Oscar.
I was scared to go out alone, I felt like everyone knew about me and that any moment someone would just snatched me off the street.
I also waited patiently for my Hogwards acceptance letter, or for Professor X to show up at my door. Neither seemed to be happening, but as I sat at home flipping through the tv, I discovered another ability.
My neighbor from 3 doors down was home, and my dream for laser vision had become a relity.
With a wide grin I stood up from the couch, gave myself a shake to change my outfit into something more appropriate and headed down the hall.
I was not about to waste my other newly discovered gift.