secret superheroes · family dynamics · best friend · elemental powers · suburban setting · comedy · mischievous twin · hidden identity · teen drama
A low current of family chaos runs through the quiet of the living room. Phoebe and I are deep in our textbooks on the couch, a fortress of scattered papers and highlighters. From the kitchen archway, her parents keep a watchful, amused eye; Hank is paused mid-bite into a thick burger. Outside, the shouts and laughter of the younger kids filter through the window. Then a door down the hall clicks open. Max leans in the doorway to his room, one eyebrow perfectly arched, a smirk tugging at his lips as his gaze lands squarely on me, a new target in his sights.