What The Luck!?

Asher made it back to the dinner table full of strange emotions. He actually could feel that he was excited to talk with his family more about his power. This life was really different from how things used to be, maybe it was time to learn to accept it. After all he did have all the memories from this world along with his other ones. Maybe he could learn to let go of the others.

They all ate while asking about his first day in his new class. "Well I did not expect you to be in class one, but with a unique power like yours they need to be safe than sorry. I will expect you to stay in class one unless you can give them enough data on what your power does after your year end tournament." His father nodded reassuring his own thoughts.

"Oh it will be a big end of year, you get to enter one of the tournaments for the first time and your sister is entering the senior tournament. I hope you can get a good scholarship Cara, aiming for law enforcement is a big goal." Their mother was fawning over them happy about how the two of them were growing up.

"Speaking of tournaments, now that you have your power Asher, what are you thinking your goals will be?" This was the other big question he was worried about, the future.

Holding his breath Asher released it and decided that he should just come clean, "Two of my classmates who also got powers today want to become a hero. Well one of them did and he asked what I wanted to do and I decided to join him. We talked to another classmate and she doesn't think she wants to be an idol anymore and that her power could be used as a hero, so she will join us too."

"Is that the girl who had a shirt over her face earlier? Well I thought you were just bringing a cute girl home and was trying to hide here." His mother actually seemed disappointed in this? Did she really think he would find a girlfriend on his first day like his parents had?

"You already met a girl? And she wants to join you in becoming a hero? Our son is growing up too fast, Cara if you are too slow Asher will be married before you." Their father was getting blurry eyed.

"Who said I wanted to get married! You're a fool if you think I would rush in to things like that!" And there went Cara rushing to her room leaving her father stunned.

"Girls are so hard to raise…"

"Really? It's your fault, you don't make a woman feel like she is too old for a relationship. You're in charge of cleaning up tonight." There went Asher's mother too. His father was defeated.

"Asher, my son, you will stay here and help clean up right?" This question came too late though, Asher was already half way up the stairs the only thing on his mind hiding away in his bedroom.

It was bad luck for their father, stuck to clean up the dinner and the kitchen. At least everyone was going to sleep and he would have some peace and quiet. With a sigh he had started to clean.

Asher was up bright and early, he even woke up before his sister. Before she had even opened her bedroom door Asher was already dressed for school and stuffing a breakfast sandwich in his face. "This is so good, mom you're an amazing cook!"

"Well someone is in a good mood this morning, you must be excited for your three new classes today. I really enjoyed taking those additional art and cooking classes. It made me the cook I am today." His mother reminisced on the cooking classes she had tricked his father in to taking with her. How romantic she had thought it would be until he had burned half of their food every day.

"Honey, do we know a girl with purple hair that wears a green plastic mask?" Asher's father called out from the door, he was about to head to work when he saw the strange girl standing at the gate to their home.

"Jane!" Asher grabbed his book bag and slid out the door past his father. "By mom! Bye Dad!" He grabbed Jane's hand and dragged her away before his parents could embarrass him again. It was not safe this close to his house.

"Goodmor--ing Ash--her." Jane tried to greet him but being pulled away kept her from properly speaking.

"Um..sorry. Good morning Jane. I just felt we would be late if I didn't get a bit of a run in, you know how it is." Asher's strangeness did not affect her in the least.

"Well it is important to be on time and if we aren't early we are basically late. I just thought since we were in the same direction we would go together, you know how friends do."

"Yea well since we are nearby we should." Asher was blushing like a red tomato, "Ahh I'm sorry." He jumped back embarrassed that he was still holding Jane's hand but started to fall backwards and held on even tighter.

Crashing to the ground the green plastic mask fell away from them just out of reach. Jane's eyes met Asher and his met hers. "I'm sorry are you alright? Jane?" Asher was looking right at her but she wasn't moving a muscle. He had no idea what was going on. He tried to move and help her up but she was still like a stone. "Umm I can't help you up unless you move…" Still no reply or movement, this was a bit uncomfortable for him but he wasn't necessarily opposed until a thought struck him.

"Your mask! I will turn my head. I am sorry I forgot." Asher closed his eyes and turned his head, he felt Jane regain the ability to move. She was dead silent, her face even more red than his. "Why is it only your eyes that my face reflects in?" Asher wasn't sure what she had just mumbled but it sounded like she was pouting.