Robbie got up slowly, but he was okay, the bolt wasn't too powerful, only about one hundred volts or so, but that was the minimul amount of energy Mikey could produce, he could apperantly create bolts miles long and with over a hundred times more volts than what he made in the mess hall.

"Are you okay??" screamed Gwen as she rushed to help Robbie up.
"Yeah i'm fine," he said, "I'm used to this trust me, I grew up with this guy.
Mikey was taken to a fireproof chamber down the basement where he couldn't cause any harm.

"Hey Gwen, Carly, Vanessa, and I are going to the mall, you in?" Gwen stared at the lonely new boy wondering if she should leave him on his own, especially with Mr. Hothead around.

Does she go?