[ WP ] A boy has superpowers , but at a price . He faces a life-threatening situation every few days that he has only seconds to escape from .


 113 seconds. 
 
 It was being nice to me today. I mean, what could go wrong in a school bathroom? I flushed. The pipes weren ’ t clogged, so I didn ’ t have to worry about an exploding toilet. I left the stall and looked around. Then, I felt it. If I didn ’ t have telekinesis, I wouldn ’ t have noticed the ground moving under my feet. An earthquake was coming. 
 
 98 seconds. 
 
 “ Hey, new kid! You lost in a BATHROOM? First time taking a piss? ” I whirled around to see Spike Andrews laughing at his own joke. I had only been a freshman at Eastwood High for five days, but I already knew Spike was the most popular kid in the school. He ’ s the typical senior bully: star football player, cheerleader girlfriend, the works. 
 
 “ You need to leave now. ” I said evenly. 
 “ Are you threatening me, freak? ” Spike retorted. He shoved me, and I slammed into the row of sinks. 
 
 73 seconds. 
 
 “ You wan na fight? ” Spike continued, aiming a punch at my nose. My body was turned so he couldn ’ t see my right arm, so I could use some telekinesis without him knowing. I made the punch land on my cheek. A bloody nose would be hard to explain away. The punch sent me sprawling across the floor. 
 
 58 seconds. 
 
 “ You don ’ t have much time, Spike. You ’ ll die if you stay here. ” I tried. 
 “ Who ’ s gon na kill me? You? ” he fired back. I was getting nowhere. He tried a kick to my ribs, but I made his foot miss. I did not have time for this. The quake was getting more pronounced now, but I knew Spike still couldn ’ t feel it. 
 
 39 seconds. 
 
 I pulled as hard as I could at the stall door behind Spike. Telekinesis lets me pull things that would normally be too heavy, but it ’ s still a struggle. I could feel the hinges breaking when Spike went in for a second kick. It connected, and I rolled over in pain. 
 
 23 seconds. 
 
 There was no time now. I saw on Spike ’ s face that he felt the rumbling. With a sudden burst of mental strength, I ripped the door free and sent it flying towards Spike. He had only begun to figure out what was going on when the door collided with his head. He was out cold. 
 
 14 seconds. 
 
 The adrenaline in my system was definitely helping my telekinesis. It was easy to throw Spike out of the bathroom. He hit the opposite wall with a sickening crunch, but I had no time to worry about that. The rumbling shook the bathroom, and cracks started to appear on the floor. 
 
 7 seconds. 
 
 I started to run, but slipped halfway down the bathroom, almost falling. 
 
 4 seconds. 
 
 I recovered, and made a giant leap towards the door. I could see the timer in my head hit zero as the ground beneath the stalls opened up. Had I still been in the bathroom, I would have been killed. As it was, I landed a few feet from Spike ’ s unconscious body. I felt the adrenaline fade as I passed out. 
 
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 Let me know if you think I should continue this, I have another few parts planned! 

