[ WP ] A senior in high school wakes up one morning and realizes that he has a new ability .

Randy opened his eyes after hearing that damn alarm clock ring for the third time that morning. He tried to find the closest thing to him so that he could throw it at the clock, secretly wishing that he ’ d somehow break the thing and he ’ d never hear the noise again. After slamming his hand around on the nightstand, the noise finally stopped. He rolled over, rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up, ready to face another boring day of school. He planned on getting up early so that he could study for his Chemistry test he had today, but as he looked at the clock he loathed, the time shown a bright 7:23AM back at him. He stood up, and went over to the mirror. The same tall, slim man looked back at him, although not that well because he forgot to put on his glasses. He reached for them and before he could get to the nightstand, the glasses floated up and over to his outstretched hand. 
 
 Randy froze. *Holy Shit. What the fuck was that? * 
 
 He took his glasses that just floated over to him, and put them on. Randy looked down, to see how the hell he just did that. 
 
 *Man, I ’ m not still drunk from last night… am I? * 
 
 Randy pondered how many beers he actually had last night and sat back down on his bed. After a second of wondering if he was just still dreaming or not, he had an idea. 
 
 *I bet I can ’ t do it again. * 
 
 So, he set up a little test. He took his chemistry book, and set it on his desk on the other side of the room. He then put up his hand. 
 
 “ Chemistry book, come! ” he shouted, feeling cheesy and immediately regretting saying it. Nothing happened. 
 
 “ Chemistry book, get over here! ” again he said, but still nothing. 
 
 Finally, he stood there for a second, and then concentrated. He imagined the book gliding across the room and into his outstretched arms. He visualized the book, as if it was on fishing wire and he could reel it in. Then, the book began to float, and slowly but surely, it floating across the room and into his arms. 
 
 “ Holy Shit! Mom, come here, you got ta see this! ” he shouted, as he dashed out of his room, chemistry book still in hand. He had to show someone else this new talent. 

