"Storm! Will you hurry up!?!" Storm's mother Linda yelled from down the stairs. Storm rolled her grey eyes as she zipped up her last suit case, "For the last time gimme a minute!" She yelled in an irritated tone, "I know you're eager to get rid of me but Jesus..." "Don't get smart with me young lady. If you didn't lose your temper last week we wouldn't be be in this situation. I-" "WILL YOU SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!?!" Storm yelled... yep she lost it. Electricity shot out of her causing the electricity to go out... once again. 'Oops...' Storm thought to her to herself. However physically she gave off a 'I don't give a fuck' vibe. Yes, Storm was a the ability to control lightning and electricity. For as long as she can remember she has always been different from the other kids. And outcast, which she had gotten from her parents however the only difference was, they could control their powers. Keep it hidden. She had met a few other benders growing up however her bending ability was the rarest of them all. It was obvious she was different just by looking at her. With her dark grey eyes, white hair and black streaks... Which people always assumed she dyed it like that. But no, she didn't. "Storm! Put the power back on!" She rolled her eyes once again as she allowed electricity to come out of her once again. Sure enough the power came back on. She gathered all her suitcases and came down the stairs and exchanged glares with her mother, "Better?" She asked harshly. In case it wasn't obvious she didn't get along with her mother at all. She knew deep down her mother was ecstatic to leave her daughter in some bending school. Before her mother could snap back her father came in and smiled at his daughter, "Come on you two stop arguing and lets get in the car. We have a long trip ahead of us." Storm gave her father a weak smile and a hug before the two carried her suitcases to the car. Out of her parents she would miss her father the most. ************ Storm had fallen asleep in the car so when her father parked in front of the school he had to say, "Storm. Wake up sweetie." With a groan she opened her eyes and looked at the school. It was huge no doubt about it. She watched as student hung outside the school and sighed. She got out at the same time as her father. She allowed her father to pull her into a hug, which she returned. Of course she knew her mother wouldn't say goodbye but she didn't care. Once the two said their goodbyes Storm gathered her bags and watched the car disappear. Once it was out of her sight she took a deep breath and faced the school. 'Here we go...'