Beaten by a girl. A freaking fourteen year old, little, and (from what he could tell) snarky girl! Not just my jaw was bruised. Just having it happen was bad. But telling Ben and (a lot worse) Gwen, was excruciating. But she had powers. And more importantly, she had his powers.
Had I ever met her before? Maybe on the streets when he first ran away from home No but there was something about her face that seemed familiar. Like someone I had seen as a kid, but who was now older.
Pulling up to Bens house I swallowed my hurt ego and knocked on the door. Thankfully Ben answered, not his parents.
Hey Kevin, what are you doing here? he said. I ignored his question.
Hey, your parents home? he shook his head. Good, call Gwen over here Ive got some news. Ben shrugged and let me in. I could almost hear his laughter that would surely come.