As most of you know by now, I am Rebel, super hero to all of those that were trapped in Building 26 or getting there. You 
would think that finally living out my dream of helping people that I would be happy. I’m not. It’s true I love saving people I feel like Astro
boy, but I feel under appreciated and forgotten. I didn’t mind hiding out and being incognito, but sometimes the situation called for face to face action. And well I felt like I was the main star of a freak circus. Every time someone saw me they would give me a look that Paris Hilton would give if she walked into a Star Trek convention. Then the famous line, “You’re just a kid.” So what? Would you have rather me been at home playing Kingdom Hearts all night like a kid should instead of sending you warnings and putting you on the road to safety? Why must you judge me? I’m a genius; I know what I’m doing. Did you want me to turn around and go home because I’m not tall enough to ride the Superman? If my mom was around she wouldn’t be happy with you guys.
Speaking of my mom; people are always asking me about the name Rebel. They tell me I’m such a momma’s boy, that I’m too obedient of a kid that I can’t be a rebel. Well guess what? I am. My parents never wanted me to do this dangerous work, but I am.
(So, so, so, so sorry mommy.)
And if that’s not being a rebel then I have no idea what is! I’m pretty much as bad as they come. I can’t help it; it runs in my blood. I guess I got a little Jessica in me too. Doing this is worst than the time wh
en I gave that weird Japanese man a doctored photo of my mom in return for the first edition of 9th Wonders.
Now I admit I’m thankful that people wanted to help me with my Rebel work, but now they’re just trying to take credit. Rebels a group? Are you for real? The people with me, hogging my spotlight, are nothing more than tag alongs. Calling Rebel a group is like calling Destiny’s Child a group. We all know Destiny only had one child. I’m sorry, but this is a solo career. Kelly and Michelle can get out. And by Kelly and Michelle I mainly mean West. Just because he’s about a foot taller than me he thinks he’s a heartthrob. Having a few chest hairs doesn’t make him Orlando Bloom. I mean I have a chest hair too and I don’t think I’m Will Smith! It really peeves me that he’s taking all the girls. IM REBEL, NOT HIM!
Just remember next time you’re in trouble and you need someone to call; I’ll be playing Scrabble…by myself.
Micah Sanders aka Rebel
