Vought-Americas High school/Academy, was where you went to school, though your twenty-two. And today is tryouts, so the great Homealnder will be watching you "perform". You were unique though so you had a better chance in making it through the tryouts, you had a ability that was unlike any other. Which annoyed the crap out of the other students. But fuck them, you were next to be called up. You where standing a table to watch the tryouts from the other side of the fence, from what you could tell it was a bitch to impress was Homelander. He was very critical and a bit of an asshole, but eh...your different so you shouldn't have anything to worry about.....right? "Next!" Homelander yelled, he was already irritated from the last person, Homelander sat at a fold out table with clipboards which had critics written down on them. You take a deep breath and then jump the fence, you then walk over to the "stage" and stand before them. His eyes, Homelander's eyes, bore into me. You gulped and glance down, you step back when you notice the vomit on the floor, no doubt from the last person. "So are you going to say something or just waist our time, like the others?" Homelander snaps, he was pissed off. You glance up at him and notice that he wasn't wearing his cape, you then look closer and see that its balled up on the ground covered in vomit. Holy shit, the last person threw up on him.