Kim: I wrote this for a class assignment. Just a little info: My principal completely denies the fact they smoke at our school, our super intendant is a jackass who could careless about or education, and bob is the guy who played "Danny" in "Full House". This is it. I wont post any more chapters, I just wanted to know what people thought. The assignment was to write about a picture we were givin in class. We were supposed to make them a superhero...

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“Boring,” Bob said as he kicked a can down the walkway of the park. “Why is life so boring?” He looked at his feet as he walked, not noticing what was going on around him. Children were hung from the trees like leaves. And socks fluttered everywhere like butterflies. He tried to pull himself away from the world of the 45th century. He hated everything. Where cars didn’t fly, they spun like tops, automatically programmed to go where the passengers wanted without crashing.

Bob stopped and held his head high and took in a breath of the air. “Cigarette smoke,” he hissed. “Where can it be coming from?” He looked around for an answer. His eyes stopped scanning the area when he saw the school. “Ragsdale High school. Shoulda known,” he said out loud. Ragsdale had been built so many times. It had never had any money because back in the 21st century, a man named Terry Grier had named himself Emperor of the school board. So now all the Terry Grier Junior’s took over the throne and ruled exactly like he did. So he never gave a cent to Ragsdale, inevitably making volunteers spend their money to build new schools.

Bob quickly dove behind an empty egg shell and held up his magic wand. “Anti-Smoke Star POWER!” he shouted. Magic lights danced around the area. He’s clothing changed from the natural plain spandex to SUPER SPANDEX!! A flower grew out of the top part of his head piece, and his shoes grew heals. He also wore a mini skirt over the spandex, with a large bow in the middle of his chest.

“Anti-Smoke Man pal, APPEAR!” he shouted once again, and his teddy bear with a knife appeared. He quickly ran over to the school to sniff out the smokers. When he got there, the smell of weed was so strong, he thought that it had changed the color of the air to a light yellow. He decided to seek out the principal first, since it’s their job to discipline these violators.

“Can I help you?” said a lady at the front desk.

“Yes, thank you. I would like to speak to Principal Rogers please,” he said in his kindest voice.

“Certainly,” she replied just as nice and turned around and knocked on the principals door.

“Yes?” Said a lady as she opened the door. She noticed Anti-Smoke Man standing there and motioned for him to come into her office. When he sat down, he placed his teddy bear on his lap and frowned. “Did you need something?”

“Yes, in fact, did you know there is some one smoking on school grounds right now?” he asked, annoyed that she let this happen.

“I assure you no one smokes here. They are all happy little girls and boys who make straight A’s and go home to a loving family each night and do their homework and eat healthy and nutritious food,” she said, smiling like a fake plastic Barbie Doll.

“Sure they do. How can you not smell the weed? I was over a mile away and could smell the stench oozing out to the world,” he said angrily. “Why do you deny the fact that none of the students are what you described? How can you deny the fact that they smoke here? Haven’t you been in the halls or the bathrooms? How can you-“ he was cut off by a knock at the door.

The door opened and the lady from the front desk popped her head in. “There’s another one who’s trying to convince her parents that people smoke here. She sent an article to the newspaper, what should I do with her?” she asked with a frown pasted to her face.

Principal Roger’s grunted. “Uh, throw her in the closet with the rest of them.”

Anti-Smoke Man had seen enough. He decided to take some action. “Come on, TBWK, we’re going to put an end to the smoking her once and for all.”

He magically pulled a fancy septer out of no where and held it high above his head. “Anti-Smoke Man Septer of Anti- Smoke!” He shouted. An array of colors blasted from the captor. At that instant, Principal Rogers fled out the door and down the hall.

“Got away again huh? Guess It’ll have to wait, I need to stop these kids from smoking.”

He raced out of the room and down the hall to the source of the smoking. But it was too late, the smokers were gone, and no one was taught a lesson. Anti-Smoke Man changed back into Bob, and sadly walked home.