The Siege of the Supers (The First Superhero Book 2) by Logan Rutherford Page B

from the bar next to me.
    “Drop me off at the gym on your way, will ya?” Mom asked as she walked out of the kitchen, protein shake in hand.
    “Of course, sweetie,” Dad answered.
    The two of them walked to the front door. Before they left, Dad turned to me. “Make sure that homework’s done before you leave.”
    “I will, Dad,” I said as I got down from the bar.
    “Hey, keep your head up, Kane. Everything’ll be fine.”
    I nodded in acknowledgement. “Thanks, Dad.”
    He shut the door behind him, and I started working on my homework, getting ready for the party.
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    U sually , the flight from Indianapolis to Ebon didn’t take me very long at all. But this time, I was taking my time. Almost every time I flew, it was as fast as I could. Slowing down to soar was an incredible feeling. Something I wished I could do more often. I watched as the city lights passed beneath me, like veins leading toward the beating heart of Indianapolis. Cars passed by below, their drivers unaware of the superhuman Tempest flying above them.
    I was thankful for the cold winter air, as that meant I had an excuse to wear long-sleeved shirts and jackets. That meant I could wear my Tempest outfit under my clothes, which I found surprisingly comfortable. It kept me very warm.
    “Hey, there. Just checking in,” I heard Samantha say in my mind.
    “Howdy, pardner,” I said with a chuckle. The relaxation of flying had lifted my spirits a considerable amount.
    “Anything to report on the school front?”
    “Not what I had in mind for senior year, but it wasn’t a completedisaster.”
    “That’s good to hear. I was hoping to hear from you today, but I realized I never gave you my number. It was a slow day here at Tempest & Samantha, LLC, HQ.”
    “That’s a lot of acronyms.”
    “Yeah, it’s a work in progress.”
    I gave Samantha my number and felt my phone vibrate in my pocket as she sent me a text, giving me her number.
    “If you find yourself in a sticky situation, just send me something and I’ll be there in a flash.”
    “That’s good to know,” I said with a smile. It really was nice to think about. If I ever needed someone to talk to, I had the voice in my head—and I wasn’tcrazy, which made it that much better.
    “Doug and I had a bit of a breakthrough today while we were going over our files on the Supers so far. It’s kinda embarrassing that we didn’t see it before. When can you come by Samantha & Tempest, LLC, HQ?”
    “What happened to Tempest & Samantha?”
    “Yeah, I decided that since I pay the rent, my name goes first.”
    “Fair enough. I’m on my way to hang out with my friends. I’ll be by later tonight. Sound good?” I said. Speaking of which, I saw the lights of Ebon twinkling in the distance.
    “Sounds good. I’ll be here waiting.”
    “Okay, well, I’m almost in Ebon. I’ll talk to you later.”
    “Later,” Samantha said. With that, she left my mind.
    I pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked at the time. I decided to pick up the pace a little bit.
    A few minutes later, I landed outside Zach’s house and walked inside.

15

Weak Secrets
    I walked into Zach’s foyer, noting the bowl filled with people’s car keys. My stomach turned at the thought of drinking and flying. I would definitely be throwing up all over Indiana.
    Don’t drink and fly, kids.
    “Hey, man, good to see you,” Drew said when he saw me walk in.
    I gave him a fist bump. “Alright, tell me straight: is Macy here?”
    “Macy and her beau,” Drew said with an elbow prod.
    The lack of amusement on my face showed Drew that I wasn’t quite ready to be cracking jokes about the whole situation.
    “Yeah, she’s here,” Drew said.
    I sighed. “I should probably get this over with, right?”
    “I would. Treat it like a Band-Aid. Just rip it off, fast and hard.”
    “Good talk,” I said as I walked past Drew and into Zach’s living room.
    I was greeted by a chorus of hey’ s, long time no see’ s, and