Jason woke up feeling something was wrong.
Not the normal "I forgot my homework" wrong.
The "why is my ceiling upside down?" kind of wrong.
He blinked.
"Wait… why am I floating?"
He looked down. His bed, his chair, and his phone were slowly drifting around the room like they were in space.
Jason rubbed his eyes.
"Okay… either I'm dreaming, or my house just joined NASA."
His phone floated past his face.
He grabbed it.
The first thing he saw was a meme he saved yesterday:
Picture: Dog in burning room
Caption: "This is fine."
Jason looked around his floating room.
"…Yeah. This is definitely not fine."
Suddenly—
BANG!
His door burst open.
His best friend Mike ran inside.
"BRO! Turn on the news!"
Jason pointed at the floating furniture.
"You don't think this is the bigger problem?"
Mike froze.
"…Bro."
"…Yeah?"
"You're flying."
Jason slowly looked down.
"…Oh."
Mike pulled out his phone.
"Wait don't move, I'm recording this."
"WHY ARE YOU RECORDING?"
"Bro this is viral content."
Before Jason could respond—
His body suddenly shot through the ceiling.
CRASH.
He landed on the roof of the house.
Jason stared at the sky.
"…Great."
"…First day with powers and I already broke the house."
Mike's voice came from below.
"BRO YOU'RE TRENDING!"
Jason sighed.
"I don't even know my powers yet."
Mike yelled:
"Step one: try not destroying the neighborhood!"
Jason stood up.
At that exact moment…
A giant robot crashed into the street.
BOOM.
People started running.
Jason looked at the robot.
Then looked at himself.
"…Nope."
He slowly turned around.
"I'm not the main character today."
The robot's eyes glowed red.
TARGET LOCKED.
Jason sighed again.
"…Why is it always me?"