Nolan stepped on the bus and found a seat next to a rather small 6th grader.

“You’re the kid that beat the sh** out of Jackson!”he exclaimed.
“You shouldn’t say those words they don’t make you cool.”Nolan replied. The boy kept on jabbering on but Nolan just tuned him out thinking about his dad. The bus stopped every so often and the kids all dissapeared in to their homes. Nolan was last off and as he stepped into his house he heard a noise coming from across town. He dropped his backpack and did something that most normal boys ca’t do, he flew. Seconds later he was standing inbetween a mugger and a young woman.
“Stay outta’ my way punk!”the thug growled.The thug lunged at Nolan crowbar in hand. The swung downwards at Nolan’s head, abd in fefense Nolan held his hands up. The crowbar hit them with a konk and then snapped in two. Nolan looked up at the homeless thug and chuckled. The thug tried to run but Nolan melted his shoes with laser vision. The woman called the police and the thug was caught.