[ WP ] You and two friends can now use telekinesis , fly and are indestructible . What happened the first hour , the first week and the first year ?

August 1st, 2016 9:26:35 PM 
 
 Summer nights are great. I swear my life is not gon na get any better than this. We are sitting around the fire, laughing, talking about our futures like we know how it's all is gon na work out. 
 
 I honestly, for the life of me dont know what Connor wants to do later in life. He has a whole lot of talent that it seems like he could do anything he wanted but never once have I heard him talk about it. 
 
 Kreg seems a little more sure, but sometimes changes his mind. he likes animation but he does n't think he can do it for a living. I just want him to be happy with his choice, no matter what it is. 
 
 Looks like it's time for a walk. Everybody gets up together with very little verbal communication. From street to street we move as we sing and run and push each other around because what else do you do when walking around a peaceful small town in Minnesota late at night. 
 
 Kreg says he wants to go down to the docks for a while. It only takes about 5 minutes to convince Connor that his legs will not fall off from the short walk and it will be fun. 
 
 The docks are fun. It's quiet and calm. Something a couple of 17 years olds boys rarely experience anymore. I try to relay this concept to my friends which leaves both of them looking at me like I'm crazy and laughing off my overly-dramatic comment. 
 
 
 My eyes open. Why were they closed? Where am..... I'm at the docks. Next to me, Connor and Kreg asleep...... and glowing. It's pitch black outside which is why I can tell that they are giving off light. SO I AM. I wake them both and ask for some kind of explanation. Neither of them know anything at all. 
 What happened? 
 
 10:26:57 PM 
 
 
 
 
 August 7, 2016 1:24:56 PM 
 
 I tell Connor how truly crazy this idea is. He describes to me how great it is and that I must if we want this to work. I breath heavily and jump off the edge of the bridge. I try to control my thoughts. All I can think about is the wind in my face. Falling faster and faster and faster.....and then....it stops. I look down and see the river raging below me. But it's not getting closer. I'm flying. Connor was right. I join him about 300 feet above my home town. We laugh together at the progress we have made in just a week. 
 
 We join Kreg down below as we practices moving his car from one side of the street to the other. My landing was shaky which makes Connor laugh hysterically. Kreg ca n't seem to move the car. For some reason flying was never an issue for him. He was the guy who two days ago was convinced Connor that you just have to jump and trust your brain in order to fly. He just cant seem to visualize the car moving through the air the way Connor and I can. But I have no room to talk. Yesterday I watched Connor pick up all our cars and juggle them while Kreg begged him to put down his Buick. 
 
 It's time for combat training. If we are really going to make a difference in the world like we want to, I suggested that we need to be able to take a hit. We take turns practice kicks and punch on each other. Before we start to fight for really. There is much reasoning behind getting kicked and hit when you really dont feel anything at all, other than teaching yourself how to win the fight. Connor begins with Kreg first. In just a week they have both gotten pretty good but I can see that Kreg has the edge in the fight. Connor's kicks are perfectly placed but Kreg moves around they very quickly. His fighting strategy is very perceptive. 
 
 After throwing three punches that hit Connor mid chest it's clear that Kreg would have won if Kreg jokes that he his gon na kick my ass before he throws the first punch. It takes a few minutes before he says he is done messing around with me. He doesnt like that I wont throw punches and only block his. I smile and wick at Connor. 
 
 
 
 August 1st, 2017 
 
 What happened to us? Was it the news stories? The constant media coverage on our houses? The millions of letters from fans, asking why we did n't come to their aid when they need us? Connor was the first to disappear. I dont think he liked the idea that the world wanted to know his every move. It's just to much pressure for anyone, really. 
 
 I have n't seen Kreg since that drunk asshole tried to see how truly indestructible he is. I'll remember that day for the rest of my life. The guy broke both his hands on Kreg's face before he finally realized that he was never gon na hit back. 
 
 There were news reports of what looked like a man, in China, saving three people from a plane with a failing engine before it crashed.....and then another about a bus magically moving out of the way of an oncoming train in Ireland. I can only assume it's them. 
 
 What happened to us? The summer nights. Dreams of what we were gon na do with our lives. Talking about our futures like we knew how it's all gon na work out. 

