The second I got home, I raced to my room, throwing the list down on the desk. I grabbed a highlighter and positioned myself over the potential names of my superhero. He’s here, he has to be. One by one, highlighting the names of the guys that were in my English class. How I’d figure out who was in Joey’s section of Meyers’ class I wasn’t sure yet, but this would be a good start. My eyes grazed over this list, wondering if anyone stuck out and my heart sank in my chest as I lingered over one. Matt.
Matt had definitely shown interest in me at school, and Onyx had once said he knew I didn’t like him. I had never showed interest in him at school, in fact, I practically avoided him every time I could. There was no way Matt could be Onyx, right? My heart was beating erratically in my chest at
