Well, in most conventional demographic respects.
There are no only children here.
Alli and Bella have all their classes together, which is nice - that wasn't always possible in elementary and middle school; here it's a matter of course.
This year they're signed up for gym but they can skip until two weeks into term, at which point they'll have their basics and Bella will be just as competent as anyone else. More so, relative to the general population. She has no idea what bonus she'll get and she's excited anyway. She's going to be able to actually go to dances, and dance at them, if she wants. Not the homecoming dance because that's not for underclassmen, but there will be others.
"Uuuugh," says Alli, "math first thing in the morning."
"Wouldn't it be funny if you said that and you got a math boost of some kind for your bonus?"
"No, that would just be horrible. And sad. Be sad for me if that happens, Bella."
"All right. What do you want to get?"
"I don't even know, is there a point? I'll just get something and so will you and that'll be that."
"Suit yourself."
The bus pulls in and out they get, uniform skirts swishing around their knees, swan emblems matching on their sleeves so everyone can tell who is whose twin.
She soon learns that there is a homecoming dance. She wants to go, but not alone. (Well, she wouldn't be alone, not really, but without a date.) So, she asks a random person, "Hey, is there a girl that is cute, single, and likes girls for me to ask to homecoming?"
Adana, nearby, facepalms. If there is one thing Savannah got - it was not tact.
Then she zips off at super speed, and is next to Bella the next moment.
"Hi!" she says, brightly, completely unconcerned about how people react to her powers. There's a shooting star emblem, on her arm - her twin is nowhere to be found.
"See, I was kind of noncommittal and uncaring about it 'til I turned sixteen and got my bonus, and then it was the best thing ever. You want to see someone who was excited about it, talk to my sister. She was up until four waiting for when mom had us and woke me up 'cause I was born first. She wanted to know if it worked."
Adana grins. "Yeah, we're extremely happy about them. No complaints."
Adana is grinning.
It's a pretty low-key day for academics, everyone still settling in. A set of twins are excused in the middle of social studies to go anticipate the moments of their birthdays and experiment with their forthcoming powers. Bella and Alli will be getting theirs on a Saturday, which Alli grumps about because it means they don't get to escape any class. They have lunch - they buy; Renée would make it but the cafeteria's actually decent at Gemini schools - and then they go to Spanish.
Apollo - perhaps unlike all Gemini schools, Bella doesn't know, but like many - prioritizes keeping twins together. As such, in subjects where there are a lot of different levels of ability, they're kind of jumbled together. Bella did better than Alli on the Spanish placement test, and they are with a classful of students who have similarly mixed performance instead of an all-high-level or all-low-level classroom. This means that they're also mixed with some kids from other years, if they are sets of twins with one ahead and one behind in their foreign language.
"En Español, Senorita Swan," chides the teacher.
"PerdĂ³name," says Bella.
And then it is their birthday.
Bella was born first, at a quarter after one in the afternoon, so they have plenty of time to go out for a celebratory lunch and for Renée to frost the cake she made the previous evening.
Bella has just taken a bite of her corner of the sheet cake when it hits.
She grins.
"Just weird, like - I don't know - it feels like being bored only not? Like I should be doing more things to be not-bored? But it's not boring, just, it's telling me youuuuu are not living up to your full potential like it's a magic guidance counselor, it's weird."
"Okay, next question, do you always have to be two of you?"
So Bella points at one, and there are two Allis around for the next three and a half hours, after which time they merge (the one who is taking a shower continues to exist; the one who was reading a book ceases, her book falling to the floor) without meaning to but with the ability to control the direction.
They don't take the bus.
Bella doesn't need line of sight, though that works; but she does need knowledge of location; but she can use any fixed directions, like latitude and longitude or even street intersection and preferred corner (addresses leave too much leeway about where on the property she'll land) - and she's been to Apollo High before.
She lands her sister right in the school lobby, grinning from ear to ear.
(Alli wanted to leave half of her at home, but Renée wants the school to make a call on whether that's allowed first.)
Savannah goes off to find her date to homecoming (she is not the type to assume mutual girlfriendhood) and ask her if her power's any good. She remembers that they got their powers this weekend, and she is curious about them.
It doesn't take very long, Savannah is very fast. "Hi!" she says, when she does. "What'd you get, what'd you get?"
"Like your portals it is also useful for getting to school - different requirements on knowledge about point B, Renée won't let me test whether I can get to the other side of the world without school supervision, I preserve no momentum - I can't hit a moving target, even if it's, like, a skateboard, it has to be stationary relative to the earth."
"Still useful, my portals don't actually move once I put them down. You can do a sort of piggy-back method where you teleport to one spot and then teleport further along, I do that with portals when I want to move quickly. Is it teleporting just yourself, or can you take passengers?"
Bella tries; first she manages only to get Adana and Alli but not Savannah across the lobby, and then she brings them back and tries again and this time gets Savannah and not Adana even though she leaves Alli behind.
"Looks like I top out at one non-Alli. This will significantly reduce my ability to serve as an evacuator of a falling airplane."
"We were experimenting like all weekend," says Alli. "Bella does not let up, it was exhausting, I wanted to leave one of me home to nap for a few extra hours and then send Bella home between classes to switch us, you know? Just real quick it would barely even count as leaving campus. But nooooo, Mom says we have to register with the school office and say what we can do and they will tell us how we can use our powers and until then we shouldn't do anything weird." She sighs.
"I would know better than to try to do anything in our room at night however quiet I thought I could be. It's basically miraculous that we can sleep in the same room, because she wakes up if the wind blows too hard or the house creaks, let alone if somebody goes to the bathroom, and I talk in my sleep. So we have to coordinate very carefully."
"I got spatial awareness but I might not have figured out what I was supposed to use it for if Alli hadn't used a convenient preposition. I think my awareness is different than yours, though, I get a sense of whether someplace is 'in reach' - and in sight is in reach, if it's stationary with respect to the earth, but I can use all kinds of entertainingly abstract information, same constraint."
"I can't do that at all," says Bella to Adana. "Some things are 'near enough' and some things are 'not near enough' and I don't have any special understanding of them in relation to each other and the only speeds are 'moving' and 'not moving, or rather, only moving insofar as the earth is'. Oh, some time if it's convenient you'd be a good safety net for testing my ability to fake-fly, I think, in case I ever want to follow a moving vehicle that is not obligingly stopping at stoplights? Since you're used to providing portals to fast-moving teenage girls? But if you don't have time I can put a request in to Powers Counseling or something."
"I can be a safety net. If you want to be properly safe, though, take Savannah up with you when you fake fly. Reaction times, and the spatial awareness thing extends from her, too. I'm not sure how well I can juggle safety-netting and portalling to keep up with someone who's going at that speed."
"I don't think my version of fake flying is going to be particularly exhilarating. If I do it right it should involve almost no conventional motion at all. Why would taking Savannah up work better than taking you up? Can you only use her reaction time if you're doing your sensing thing through her?"
"... I suppose I could go up, too. It's not using her reaction time, it's - if something goes wrong she would react faster than I could. But I'd be more equipped to handle it, so - honestly I'll leave it up to you?" Pause. "Plus I was also subtly doing that sister thing where I give you two time alone together."
"If I do disaster relief I'm not sure how much I'll be able to nepotism you. I guess I could bring you along without impeding my carrying capacity and you could be another couple pairs of hands for things not best addressed by immediately teleporting out? But you'd have to learn something useful. First aid maybe. Don't enroll in anything for future nepotism reasons till I've had a proper sit-and-think after I'm through with my early experiments though."
Spanish elapses.
Bella has her first normal gym class since she was very small and they thought she might snap out of her balance issues any minute.
She had to wait for her basics to snap out of them, but she did snap out of them. She plays basketball! They play for most of the period with no bonuses allowed, and then it's a free-for-all and Bella abuses the hell out of her teleporting and Alli spends the period doubled. (There's plenty of abusable powers on the other team, too; the Swans' side actually loses.)
And they go to the lobby to meet the shooting stars after school.
Up. A moment's hangtime, a little lurch of freefall - over a bit clockwise, and then again, and again, and again, and by the end of the circle Bella has cut her reaction time enough to make the ride, not quite comfortable, but tolerably smooth.
She sets them back down by their respective sisters and takes a deep breath. "Okay, I can fake-fly."
She grins at Bella. "A bit freaky, but yeah!"
"Yeah, I don't expect to use mine much, I should usually be able to get wherever I'm going without the intermediate steps and if I have to search an intervening area or chase a moving object I will typically be able to do it from the ground. I'd want to use it if I were looking for, like, a lost boat. If I ever look for a lost boat. I wanted to make sure this was an option."
"Yup! They can be summarized as 'quick transportation with me and Savannah moving from one key point to another separately' - transporting vital organs to places, evacuations, help with construction in, say, third world countries where it's hard to get supplies to the right places to do the most good... That sort of thing. Except if it involves transporting armies, that I am not doing unless someone has a doomsday device and the only other option is 'world explodes.'"
"Atmosphere blocks my vision to actual space, I can only get a portal so high up before there's just to much air and moisture and stuff in the way. I could access space if I or Savannah went up in a rocket, I think. But if I could right now, I'm really concerned about opening a portal from a vacuum. It's not like I can tell it, 'No, only suck the device into space, nothing else that's nearby, especially not those hostages right there.' Maybe if I got the timing right. But obviously I haven't been able to test that one. Nor have I wanted to."
"Interestingly enough," says Adana, obviously geeking out a little, "I can transport liquids just fine - rather than dumping the device out into space I could flood the room with seawater. Probably more viable than the rocket, though still not very safe. I originally thought of it in the context of transporting drinking water."
"Flooding a room's got the same downside as spacing it. Mind you I could put one down right under it if it's small enough and dump it outside for the authorities to handle or something, but in all honestly... I am probably not the most equipped to handle delicate doomsday device hostage situations." Wince. "Considering the collateral damage that's likely to result if I tried. Thus, why I would go with the military instead."
Adana shrugs. "Well, I'd have to get into a portal to get speed up again, and I can't pull myself up into a portal - I tried, the edges don't work like that - so I have to add water. Which I would be flinging myself and the water, and that would get annoying." Pause. "I'm not picky on where I go, home, I guess. I'm having fun talking, though, no one geeks out with me about portals unless I'm filling out one of the forms, which isn't very fun."
"Addresses cover a lot of space and if I do something to specify where I want to land, like 'northernmost point' or whatever, then I'm trying to convince my power to believe in property boundaries, which it doesn't want to do. It seems convinced of streets, and consequently intersections, and I can add 'northernmost secondarily easternmost corner curb' to any described intersection and reliably have somewhere to land."
"My power works pretty good standalone - it cooperates more with Alli than with other people but I'd be nearly as useful if she decided not to ever speak to me again for some reason. She stands alone pretty well too but I'm useful to twine coordinator-ish-ly if she sends her forks far apart."
"Mine isn't low-yield, I'm pretty happy about it. It's just - not a very efficient use of my portals for the long term. Like, if the power went out in a city and there was no electricity to be found, I can hook up something to generate power for a while, but then I'm basically useless except for that because I can't put portals elsewhere."