I woke up late. Really late. Like, 10 o'clock late. Which was very unusual for me, seeing as I was used to getting up at eight. And when I got used to getting up at a time, I couldn't stop. Usually.

Though this school was pretty unusual.

Terra was sitting on her bed, like she often was when I just woke up. Either that, in the shower, or with Jacques.

"Morning," I said, stretching my arms. Forward, not upward, because if I stretched up, I'd hit my hands. Not very comfortable.

I hopped out of bed and into the washroom, brushing my teeth and thinking about last night.

I was finally in with the rebels. And, I decided, the rebels needed a name. I went through a list in my head. The Rebels (too plain). The Rioters (too chaotic). The Renegades (too fancy). The Resistance (there we go).

I'd ask Maddi on Tuesday if the rebels had a name. If they did, I'd ask what it was and hope it wasn't stupid. If they didn't, I'd offer mine.

Hopefully she'd say yes and take it to this Leader she and Mr. Hart talked about.

Sunday was anyother free day. At least, I kind of figured it was, seeing as it was both the weekend and the bell hadn't woken me up. The bell and/or Terra. This was good, because I had not missed anything in my sleeping in. Though I had missed breakfast, I realized, still one quarter asleep. Breakfast... As if in cue, my stomach growled.

"I saved a croissant for you, you know," Terra called, opening the door. "It's on my bed."

Although her bed may not have been the most sanitary place to eat from, I gobbled down the croissant. Lunch was going to be an all-out feast for me, seeing as it would be my first real meal in a day.

The door opened a minute later, and Terra came in with a huge smile on her face. Something- things- was in her hand, and she passed one to me. An envelope with my name on it.

"Where'd you get this?" I asked, looking up at Terra.

She shrugged. "Miss. Demi came up to me and told me to bring them back to my room." I ripped it open. There was a letter inside. Pretty normal for an envelope.

Lindy,
You will need real life experience before your first test at the end of the week. Tomorrow, on Monday, you will be sent on a mission with the rest of the substitute heroes. You will figure everything out. More details will folllow in a later letter that will be delivered this evening. You will have the whole day to complete your quest.
Best of luck, Miss. Demi.

Well, that was great. Not only was there going to be a test.... We were going to get to go in a real mission. That we'd been learning about in class. With my friends, too.

I hoped that the teachers hadn't just set it up or something. And I hoped they weren't monitoring us.

Should I bring the rock?

If Sam used it, we could have a lot better chances. Yes, it would mean telling the others- and trusting them, especially Abbot- but would it be worth it? Our powers weren't exactly great, in comparison to the full-timers. I'd have to ask if there were going to monitor us. If it was a yes, it was a no for the rock. If it was a no, it was a maybe for the rock. Depended on if they were lying.

Most of the rest of a day passed by in a blur, with me stuffing my face with food, talking to my friends about potential strategies, reading up on what powers are useful for what. Everything I could think of.

The letters came at dinner, under our plates. I frowned. It was obvious ours was going to be hard. Though they probably planned it like that. Make sure the full-timers got the good mission (If it was good. I didn't actually know what it was yet.) and give the subs the one they could never do.

A smile spread across my face.

Because we were going to prove them wrong. We had to. We had to break into the ultra-high securities villain prison and break out a known powerless who had gotten assossiated with Demon, a supervilllain.

Who was also my old best friend.