Every step leading up to the class room felt like gravity was multiplied by a thousand. Alexa’s knees felt pretty weak as she walked through the archway, with the glistening UA letters sitting above her. It was another world that she just crossed the threshold to. It seemed like a looming aura surrounded her. The aura was called heroic legacy. It was almost hard for her to breathe. It was amazing that she made it past testing and got into such a prestigious school. 

“I am really here.” Her voice couldn’t express her disbelief as she looked down at her hands. Those hands were the same ones that build the great barriers, or bubbles, that got her in this very school.

“Alexa, We’ll be here right after school!” Her mother’s loud voice called from the car.

“Don’t mess this up!” Her younger brother called out as he hopped into the front seat. 

Alexa turned back and shyly waved. She couldn’t really speak, but she gave them a warm smile before heading in. She was more afraid of stumbling over her words and making a big mistake. Slowly, she turned around and made her way inside.

Her brain was flooded with all kinds of feelings as she made her way inside. All the moments that lead to this. It's funny because she wasn't worried about her first day. She was worried about just walking in. Her brain, the size of a pea, due to all the excitement and fear. She could fathom how class would start.

A picture on the wall caught her eye. It was a graduating class picture. Her body froze and only her head zeroed in on the picture. The teenagers looked so regal in their suits. Her emotions were mixed as she peered at the groupings of successful teens. It made think of the things they went through to get here and how they grew from it. The next string of thoughts made her think of her own changes.

Things that came to mind was the fact that she always thought her power would be get her here. A support power sometimes doesn't seem to get a lot of attention. A great attack power was always more valuable. Though she grew to learn to make her defense an offense as well, but was it enough. Her power was used for mostly trivial things. Helping girls talk about each other because it was sound proof. Dodging her brother’s bubbled punches. Nothing that seemed hero worthy ever came of it… But now she was here. 

Once entering the class, She noticed that the teacher had not arrived. She was nervous, but at least she beat the rest of the class there. She picked a seat in the last row to the right and the third seat down. That way, she was nearest to the window and if she was stressed out, the window would provide her with ease.

“Alright, Let’s do this UA…” She whispered to herself as she pulled her supplies out of her bag and sat neatly in her seat.