Of course I joined. I wanted friends and I wanted to learn to control my power. I didn't get the notice about when class started until a half hour before the first day, so I ran as fast as I could to Room A-3. When I got there, everybody was there. There were six of them. One took up two desks, another was shivering and chattering loudly. Yet another seemed to be fiddling with her watch, turning it around and around. Still others were chatting quietly. Then I spotted the balding man, who had his finger on the charging spot on his K-Phone. The battery on the phone was shooting up quicker than anything I'd seen before. I decided not to ask, considering the fact that I had just opened the door with my mind. I sat down next to Shivers (I already had a nickname for him) and looked at the balding man for further instruction. Suddenly, my desk froze and shattered. All I had done was put my hand on it. I didn't try to shatter it. Everybody in the room stopped what they were doing and stared. Even the teacher stared. I didn't know what had happened, but it definitely wasn't good.

          "I thought you had telekinesis, but apparently you are much more powerful," the teacher said. He had told us his name was Mr. Volts. Mr. Volts was (and still is) confusing. "Come with me to discuss this." I walked into the small closet and waited for big news.