Chapter One: Hysteria
The end of the cigarette glowed to life in the morning air between his fingers, dark eyes watching the sun rise in the horizon. The door behind him opened and he turned and smirked at the young man that took a step forward with a frown on his thin handsome face, sharp brown eyes glaring at the cigarette as he asked,
“I thought you were gonna quit.” Dan flicked what was left of the cigarette away and smiled back as he replied,
“I am. What are you doing up so early Derrick?” Derrick shrugged and hefted his black backpack on his shoulders as he walked away and said,
“I felt like walking to school today, catch you later Dad.” Danny watched him go idly, looking back to the blazing orange sun rising in the distance.
On top of a building Derrick looked down and smiled as the first beams of sunlight hit the city, catching white wisps rising off his shoulders in a brilliant glow. The people below moved about their daily lives, never looking up and seeing him as he moved from rooftop to rooftop. Standing tall on top of the Neo Industries tower he could see everything. Clinging to a support beam in the wind he pulled a camera from his jacket and snapped a few pictures of the city waking up.
The sound of squealing tires followed by a crash was so far away he hardly heard it. He looked down and saw people so small they could be insects all running from the wreck. He landed in a nearby alley in a hiss of smoke and emerged to see one car upside down, undercarriage aflame.
He beamed a smile and ran to the wreck through the panicking crowd. His backpack hit the ground as he bent and tired the door handle. Looking in he saw the driver in his fresh pressed suit unconscious, blood dribbling from his head into a pool on the roof.
His hand pressed against the window as another easily passed through, white and cloudy. It bent and opened the door as he pulled it open, unclipping the driver’s seatbelt and dragging him by his sleeves from the car. The other driver stumbled from his car to see Derrick grab his backpack and dash away.
The bell echoed through the white hallways of Londor High as Derrick fell into his seat. Next to him a girl with blonde curls and curious green eyes smiled down at him and asked,
“What, did you walk?” Derrick nodded and she laughed,
“You shoulda left earlier.” Derrick sighed and held his camera out and she snatched it away with glee, flipping through the pictures. Her voice was astounded as she mused,
“You need to show me how you get these Derrick. I mean look at these, did you take them this morning?” Derrick caught his breath and replied,
“Can’t tell you Zoe it’s a secret.” Zoe growled in response and both looked up as their teacher Mrs. Schwan stared down at them and wondered,
“Do either of you have your concepts for this months sculpt done yet? They’re due tomorrow you know.” Zoe pulled out her own sketches as Derrick smiled and held his out, Mrs. Schwan staring at the beige paper for a moment before asking,
“A tree? They’re supposed to be abstract.” Derrick shrugged and replied,
“I’m making a blue tree. That’s abstract.” She sighed and left without another word and Derrick snickered to himself as Zoe preened over her own drawings and wondered aloud,
“Don’t you care what grade you get? You could at least try to make some kind of Picasso abortion just to make her happy.” Derrick pulled his camera back out and went over the photos he’d taken while he answered casually,
“None of this really matters to me.”
“Yeah well we aren’t all superman.” Both looked up and smiled at Tom leaning over their table, giving both their concepts a lackadaisical stare. He looked up at Derrick and wondered,
“Why you all out of breath man?” Derrick rolled his dark brown eyes and replied,
“Had to run to make it on time.”
“You know you should leave early if you’re gonna walk.”