Alright, might as well post this now.
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Over the seven years or so since you discovered your power, several things happened. Towards the end of middle school, this annoying super named Griffin Marshal was cutting his arms for kicks and popularity. This got stopped once you played a trick and drank some of his blood. This freaked him out enough that he stopped doing the trick (or, at least, did it a lot less, and never when you were around), and you started healing quickly. Papercuts were a worry of the past, and even major injuries were healed quickly. Even being hit by a car only put you in the hospital for a week, part of that due to doctors doing tests on you to figure out how you healed so fast.
Later on, after your sophomore year, you were invited on a vacation with the Carvers. Elva asked you out a bit beforehand, and you politely declined. By the time you returned, he had recovered to his typical state. Meanwhile, Dirk revealed his true colors about three days in. He had taken you to a neat little beach, probably private property as there was no one around, and also asked you out. Given the circumstances, you tried, but it ended...poorly. Although you haven't told a soul, you did end up sleeping with Dirk's father, John, twice. Much of the remainder of the summer was spent on piloting lessons, when your mother let you.
By this point, you had long since blossomed into your youthful beauty. Perhaps in part due to your healing, your form resists nearly all attempts to alter its loveliness. Therefore, it was only a small surprise when the quarterback, Kurtis Shepstone, asked you to homecoming. You accepted. It was a nice couple months before the two of you broke up, but evidently making out was enough to share his strength with you. You're not a lot stronger, but it's helped with carrying books around school, and working out would probably help.
One of the most memorable events of your teenage years, aside from being hit by a car just before your 16th birthday, had to be the day when the Falcon Comet fought Chill near the mall. Chill's robotic minions hurled the Falcon Comet through a window as he was escaping. The hero managed to make it just through the window before collapsing. You and an older man--you never learned his name--hurried through the window to try and help before the ambulances arrived. You gave him a hug of appreciation, which the man gladly accepted. Also, during the eent, some of the Comet's blood got on you. You must have licked your fingers--not that you were so exhilarated by the event that you wanted to develop more powers, no-sir-ee--because in addition to a bit of toughness, you also developed some feathers reminiscent of the Comet's wings...
Now, though, it's time to decide your future. Dirk has become a missionary somewhere, a course you never could have guessed he would take. Elva got over his personal relations issues somewhat and decided to go to Berkely, with a major of Undecided at the moment. Patrick was convinced by his father to get an MBA at Standford. You, too, need to make a decision. Your math grades are excellent, thanks to passing tests being reliant entirely on paying a bit of attention in class and thinking about each problem for maybe 15 seconds; you're also good at [1]. You're considering going into [2], but it's all up in the air at this point.
1. What other subject are you good at, and what (2ish) subjects are you pretty good at?
2. What do you want to go into for a career? In-character, not IRL.