A clock on the wall was ticking away – the only sound in the room. Violet Parr bit on the eraser of her pencil as she reread the question on the exam in front of her once more. The ticking of the clock was getting so loud, at this point, she couldn't even focus on her exam.

"Grr…" she grumbled silently as she scribbled down a BS answer.

"Pencils down," her professors voice finally broke the silence.

Violet's head shot up and her face drained of color as she looked down at the half-page she still hadn't completed.

"Damn it…" she muttered, dropping her pencil on the desk, which rolled off and onto the floor.

What she wouldn't give to be invisible right now.

She timidly handed in her exam and tried to escape out the door before the professor could catch her, but unfortunately, unlike her younger brother Dash, she wasn't one for speed.

"Ms. Parr," the professor called out.

She sighed in defeat as she turned around, smiling nervously at her history professor, "Yes, Professor Keane?" she asked nervously curling a strand of her long dark hair around her ears, only to have it fall back in her face once more.

"Did you… have trouble studying for my exam, Ms. Parr?" he asked, eyeing her unfinished exam.

"Now that you mention it – yes. There was a situation involving the Underminer and the bank, so I was downtown hunting for a mole with my family all night!" she thought.

"Just… ran out of time I guess," Violet chuckled nervously.

Professor Keane gave her a look before setting her exam down in the stack of the rest of them, "I see… well, we'll see if you have to retake my class in the fall then, won't we?"

Violet sighed as she walked out of the classroom, "Yeah, if I haven't dropped out by then…" she muttered under her breath.

She walked out onto campus towards where she'd parked her car. She scowled a bit as she looked around at all the students saying their summer farewells.

Violet would've originally liked to go away to college, rather than just sticking around for community college. She didn't have much of a choice though, being a part of the most famous super family in the city - Not that anyone knew of course. But much to her surprise, she found she quite enjoyed life as a super more than she initially thought she would. So much in fact, she considered just dropping school all together. She didn't even know if she continued with school what she'd like to major in. She was really handy with computers, but she didn't know what that meant for her future, since her future ultimately was already laid out. Invisigirl didn't need to go to college.

She threw her backpack in the back seat of her car and drove down the familiar streets towards her house.

She thought about how much her life had changed in the past 5 years. The supers' return had been an iconic one. But unfortunately, there weren't many of them left. Thanks to the act of Syndrome, many of the original supers had been killed. All that were left in the city were her family, Frozone, and a couple of free lancers.

Syndrome.

It seemed like so long ago.

He'd nearly destroyed the city and killed them all. She'd asked her father once why Syndrome disliked them so much. Her father would sigh a little and place his hand on her shoulder and reply, "Sometimes people make mistakes and they can't make up for them. Sometimes people change, for the better or for the worse. It's their choice," and he would leave it at that.

She pulled into their house and walked inside. She was immediately greeted by a short young boy with red spikey hair running past her out the door, chasing a dog.

"Jack-Jack!" Violet called after him, "Mom told you not to let Luxo outside,"

Her baby brother grabbed the dog around the body and picked him up. Luxo was a small yorkie but he looked a lot bigger next to Jack Jack's little body, "That's why I was chasing him!" Jack Jack piped up, pulling the dog back inside.

"Uhm… isn't Dash supposed to be watching you?" Violet set her bag down and pulled the door shut. She looked around the living room, her kid brother was no where in sight.

Jack Jack was rolling on the floor with Luxo.

Violet groaned. As she walked down the hall to her brother's room she heard loud booming music coming from behind a door. She rolled her eyes and opened the door to her brother's room, "Dash, you're supposed to be watching Jack Jack" she yelled over the music.

Violet's fifteen year old brother was sitting on his bed reading through a music magazine. He didn't look up. Violet's eyes narrowed and she turned off his music.

"I was listening to that…" Dash looked up at her and glared a bit.

"No, you're supposed to be watching Jack Jack," Violet crossed her arms.

"Why should I? You're home now, your turn," Dash smirked, turning his music back on.

"Dash," she shut it back off again, "You can't just leave a shape shifting six year old to have free range of the house, last time you did that he almost burned down the house,"

Dash rolled his eyes, turning back to his magazine.

"I'll tell mom," Violet threatened, putting her hands on her hips.

Dash looked up at her, "If you tell mom, I'll tell mom how you flunked two classes this semester,"

Violet's eyes widened for a second before they narrowed, "How did you know?"

"Got a letter in the mail," he replied with a smirk, holding up a letter addressed to Violet from the college that he'd ripped open.

"You went through my stuff!" she reached for it, but Dash zipped to the other side of the room. The two of them scrambled around the room, fighting over the letter until Violet hit Dash with a force field causing him to drop the letter which she quickly grabbed, "Nice try, now go make sure Jack Jack doesn't burn the house down,"

Dash narrowed his eyes and groaned. Violet walked into her own room and shut the door. She pulled the letter out of the envelope and read it.

"Dear Ms. Parr,

This letter is to inform you that upon the incompletion of two required credit classes, you will have to repeat these courses and you will not have enough credits to pass freshmen courses."

She groaned and ripped up the letter, throwing it away in the trash can by her desk.

She laid down on her bed and pulled the blanket up to her head and let her eyes close.