[30 minutes earlier]

[color=662d91]Zaheer! Time to get up! Its the first day of school and you cannot be late for the bus![/color] 

It was the usual wake up call that have been heard throughout the years from a mother who pretty much own an "animal". Breakfast was being cooked with the favorite aroma or bacon, eggs, home fries, pancakes, and a banana on the side. It wouldn't be long before the smell made it to his room. 

Zaheer was wrapped like a burrito in bed with his blanket and a pillow over his face. You should see his room, a pig sty, clothes all over the place plates and bowls on the floor and computer desk, stains and sticky I-don't-know-whats on the wall ceiling and floor. With damage and sports equipment, cleaning that would be a mother's nightmare. Zaheer, being under his blanket got a whiff of what his mother was cooking and instantaneously broke through his room door running down the stairs using his agility, holding onto the stair rail while running on the wall and flipping down to the floor so to start stuffing his face in one breath before his mother had to remind him to eat like a human.

Finally speaking once done [color=ed1c24]Morning mom![/color] Zaheer spoke, running back upstairs to do his daily rituals of dress and grooming. He gathered his backpack, placing slim jims in there and headed out so to go to the assigned bus stop he was suppose to wait at. His mother had to remind him not to start any fights this year for the fact that there could be students more powerful and unique than him and that he could get seriously hurt if he messed with the wrong ones.

[Now]

Zaheer noticed a few new students waiting at that stop, taking in their scents. Upon arrival, he could hear the bus coming from behind him as he leaped inside the moment the door opened, parkouring to the back of the bus.