What The Luck!?

The group had grown by two people in just two days. They were required to take over the largest table on the roof but were still lucky that no one else went up there. Louis kept his distance and ate at another table. Since he removed his bandages there were constant sparks shooting off and dissipating from his face. However everyone had looked at first to find that his eyes were bright blue and seemed to dance with lighting. They could also see the very pale skin and many blue bruins that popped out from his skin. The lightning seemed to have fully taken over his body.

After getting their fill of seeing their new friend for real they chatted trying to make the most of the time before they went to their next classes. "Hey, so what classes did you guys choose for electives?" Asher was curious what the two of them were doing since they had not chosen a combat class like them.

"I go to meteorology seminars. I have a super power related to lightning so I figure it is important to learn about weather. What if there's a thunder storm and I somehow end up attracting all the lightning?" This was something none of them would consider. Louis was showing his dedicated thinking and his desire to keep people safe from any harm that his ability could cause.

"I go to the same one! We are desk buddies there and it's a lot of fun. Did you know the wind currents are always changing up there? Down here could be super calm but wayyyy up there in the sky they can be up to hundred of miles per hour gusts. I will be up there fighting those gusts one day." Sammy was bouncing on the bench just thinking about this.

"Other than that you two are off to other things right? Or did you two end up in every class together?" Jane was starting to pry a little since Sammy seemed a little too happy over the fact that her and Stanley were desk buddies.

"Yes we are in all three classes together, we also took a physics class which is super helpful to our abilities. I need to know how to counteract the force of gravity. And Louis will need to learn how even lightning is affected by gravity."

"Our third class is a lot more practical, I chose to go for a basic law course. Having some law education to fall back on will only improve my standing as an applicant and in general a citizen." Louis finished Sammy's explanation making Jane nearly squeal.

"So you two spend pretty much the whole day together huh? I bet you even walk home together." Art had picked up what Jane was thinking and decided to test the waters.

"Well yea she is my cousin, we live next door to each other." Louis completely pulled the air from their inflating egos. Every bit of rumor or gossip was gone. Asher nearly fell from his seat laughing at the two of them.

"You two look like someone just stole your dessert." He was practically on the ground laughing seeing that Art was showing enough disappointment to make up for Jane's hidden face.

"Ooooohhhh I get it now. Louis, they thought we were dating." She joined Asher in laughing, however her high pitched giggle was much cuter than Asher's almost snorting laugh.

"Ha! Like I would date you, you are way too much of an air head." Louis threw his new favorite teasing insult at his cousin.

Sammy responded with her own favorite teasing insult. "Yeah yeah, your brain was fried the second that shot touched you." The two were picture perfect siblings even though they were technically cousins.

The bell rang again sending them all scrambling to get their trash thrown away. "I am off to class, we need to be fast so that can walk down the hall safely. See you guys later!" Sammy was off and Louis was practically running behind her.

The three left were also on the move, they yelled their goodbyes while trying to be the first to the gym locker rooms to change. They had hoped that today they could watch more of the how to videos in combat class.

They were quickly proven wrong when they walked in, coach Winters had come back early and was standing in the middle of the mats. She had a few cuts and some small bruises on her face and arms that were visible. "Hurry up you lazy bunch! I was gone one day and I gave you a chance to learn something. Let's see who is able to catch on to anything." she started to put people in to pairs as they came out of the locker rooms.

Jane and Art ended up as pairs leaving Asher as the last to walk out of the locker room. "Oho lucky me, I get to take on the expert." coach Winters had a viscous smile, she was excited to put Asher in his place after their last bout.

"Welcome back coach Winters. I hope your tournament went well." He tried his best to hold her off from the fighting but it gained him no time at all.

"Look alive!" Coach winters started out with a slow jab. She was holding off and warming up. It was obvious that she was a little tired from fighting in her tournament and needed more time to get going. Asher decided that he needed to take advantage of this. He started to move his feet in the patterns that he had learned previously and focused on keeping his wrist straight. He punched out mimicking coach Winters jab.

It was nowhere near landing on her but she was slower to sidestep leaving it just slightly passing by. She spun on her heel and sent out a basic straight kick. Asher had lost his balance trying to use the fancy footwork and managed the duck under the kick completely by accident.

Coach Winters clicked her tongue and kept moving. She was going to use another straight kick but saw that Asher was doing his own straight kick. She was annoyed by his copy cat fighting technique but was not disappointed to see that someone had actually been practicing while she was gone. She was looking around the room to view the others' progress and found that most people had neglected the how to class they had had.

She took special note of the mock battle between Jane and Art. 'Those two look like they are already at the muscle memory stage for the basics. They must have been practicing these basics even before I had them go over it.' She was very happy to see this and decided to stop the class. "Everyone freeze where you are!"

Her yell stopped Asher in his tracks halfway through a kick. The other students were in similar situations. "Kid stay like that and you won't hit the broad side of a barn." Coach Winters pushed Asher's hip to the side and twisted his leg a little in to the ideal pose. "Hold this while breathing slowly for five minuets and then remember it every time you kick. This way you can take the head of anyone taller than you." She walked towards Art and Jane leaving the frozen Asher behind.

"No look at these two, they are the best two in the class and actually look to have practiced anything from the other day at all. You two go." She nodded for Jane and Art to continue.

They jumped in to it right where they left off. Art was not the fastest with his jabs and heavier punches but he was slowly making the moves so he would remember the feeling. Jane was right with him working on her footwork to dodge. Her fast speed was well above everyone else.

When Art would draw back his arm for a heavier punch, Jane would use a small burst of speed to get in close and use her own jabs. This forced Art back but he would create space with a kick to throw off Jane's rhythm. "Stop!" Coach Winters only let them go for a few minutes.

"These two are not fighting with everything they have. They are acting and reacting slowly with precision and only thinking of how their bodies feel. When they are in a tense situation their bodies will remember every move of this perfect practice and react perfectly." Her point was made ending her little lecture. She dismissed everyone back to their own training but Jane rushed up.

"Coach Winters, can you tell me how your tournament went? I bet you were able to defeat everyone!" Jane was much more excited but the sour look on coach Winters face spoke of different results.

"I met an old rival there. We butt heads enough that it was a good fight. But we were both swept by a newcomer. That won't stay that way for long though." She walked back to Asher to keep up the class. Asher ended up leaving at the bell much more sore than he was before. Although he was very curious to anyone that could properly match Coach Winters.