The next morning
You wake up to an alarm going off, you go to turn it off but you break it.
Y/N: Oops.
You get up and look into the mirror and see your body is much more muscular and ripped.
Y/N: What?
You looked at your phone to see what time it was. You tried to put your phone down, but it was stuck.
Using your other hand, you tried ripping your phone off, but there wasn't any movement.
Y/N: C'mon.
You gave up and looked at your free hand, realizing that it was now stuck to a wall.
You try to pull back using all of your body, but nothing happened.
All of a sudden your phone dropped from your hand.
Y/N: Huh?
You continue to pull away from the wall.
Y/N: Stop being sticky.
All of a sudden you stopped sticking and stumbled back and fell out of your window.
Only for you to catch yourself, with your feet sticking to the outside wall, on complete accident.
Y/N: Never mind, be sticky all you want.
You climb back up figuring out how to control your stickiness.
There's a knock on your door.
Y/N: Come in.
Uncle Ben walks in.
Ben: Are you feeling better?
Y/N: Yeah, I'm feeling spectacular.
Ben: That's great.
Ben starts to leave but he looks at your computer.
Ben: She's pretty.
Y/N: What?
You look at your computer and see he's referring to the background of the picture you took on the school trip, a cropped image of it though. Focused on you, Harry, and Gwen.
Y/N: Oh! That's just a photo of the field trip.
Ben: Looks like it's focused on her a bit more. And it looks like your cheeks are a bit red.
Y/N: Alright that's enough.
You drag Ben out of your room.
Y/N: I think it's time for you to leave.
The next day
At school
You're putting up pictures from the school trip.
You feel a tingle and hold your hand out to catch a
Basketball threw at you. You catch it with one hand and look to see who threw it. Flash.
Y/N: Hey Flash.
Flash is about to say something but you forcefully throw the basketball at him and it hits his stomach.
Flash: Ugh...
You start walking away but you feel another tingle and bend backward, dodging a punch by Flash.
A crowd forms around you and Flash, including Gwen and Harry.
Y/N: What are you doing Flash?
Flash: Kicking your ass.
Flash throws another punch but you duck under it.
Gwen: Help Harry.
Flash throws more and more punches but you dodge them all. He goes for a punch in the stomach but you jump over him doing a front flip.
Harry: Which one?
Y/N: Is that all you got Eugene?
Flash gets even more mad that you called them by his real name and charges at you. But you kick him back into a locker denting it, you then pick him up and punch him in the face.
Y/N: Thank you tingle.
Twenty minutes later
You and Uncle Ben just left the principal's office.
Ben: Was that true?
Y/N: What?
Ben: What I heard in there just now. Did you humiliate that boy?
Y/N: Yeah, I did. But...
Ben: But what?
Y/N: This guy deserved it.
Ben: Did he?
Y/N: Yeah. He's been my bully for years.
Ben: So all this is about getting even. If so, I guess you must feel pretty good about yourself now, right? Am I right or wrong?
Y/N: I mean, I feel kinda bad. And it's not like I started it.
Ben: Good.
Ben stops and looks behind you.
Ben: She looks familiar. The girl on your computer.
You turn around and see Gwen behind you.
Ben: Yeah. He's got you on his computer! I'm his probation officer.
Y/N: Oh my.
Ben: See you at home Y/N.
Ben leaves.
Gwen: He's a character.
Y/N: That's my uncle. He's a pathological liar. He thought you were someone else.
Gwen: Oh, man, you don't have me on your computer?
Y/N: I took a photo during the school trip, and you're in the picture.
Gwen: Right.
Y/N: So... he must have seen you in it, while we were talking.
Gwen: So, did you get expelled?
Y/N: No, no. I didn't get expelled. So you want to... I don't know...?
Gwen: Want to what?
Y/N: I don't know. Just... I don't know... We could... We could do something else, or we could... If you don't feel like it, we could...
Gwen: Yeah.
Y/N: Yeah?
Gwen: Yeah, either one.
Y/N: Really?
Gwen: Sure.
Y/N: Okay. All right, good. Sounds good.
Gwen: Cool.
Y/N: Okay. I can't right now, I can't right now. Yeah, no. I'm so busy right now.
Gwen: I know, me too.
Y/N: But maybe... Yeah, just, you know... Some other...
Gwen: Time, all right.
Y/N: Okay.
Gwen: Bye.
Y/N: Bye.