Jolly lay sprawled across her bed, her mind buzzing with dreams of adventure. Today felt different—her heart raced with possibility as she stared at the ceiling, letting the morning light bathe her face. Suddenly, a peculiar tingling sensation ran through her arms and back, as if something inside her wanted to break free.

Jolly stepped outside, drawn by a strange urge. She stretched her arms wide, and—without warning—her feet lifted off the ground. The sensation was exhilarating, like riding a gust of wind. "Is this... really happening?" she whispered, eyes wide as she soared above the garden, her shadow darting over sunlit petals.

Jolly giggled with delight, her heart pounding with excitement and a hint of fear. She practiced swooping and twirling, discovering that she could maneuver like the sparrows she’d always watched. The world below shrank, and for the first time, she felt utterly free. "I need to show someone... but who would believe me?" she wondered, her voice lost to the wind.

As Jolly landed gracefully on the soccer field, every eye turned toward her. Backpacks dropped and mouths hung open in disbelief. Mia, Jolly's best friend, ran up with a look of pure astonishment. "Jolly, did you just... fly here?"

Jolly[/@ch_1]'s newfound talent.] Mr. Benson, the science teacher, tries to regain order but can't help smiling at the energy in the room. Sam, the class clown, stands up and declares, "From now on, you’re Jolly the Eagle! No one else can soar like you!" The name sticks instantly, and laughter and applause erupt around her.

Jolly[/@ch_1] sits at her desk, grinning as classmates gather around, eager to hear her story.] Jolly shares her journey, answering questions and reliving every soaring moment. For the first time, she feels proud to be different, thrilled to embrace her mutant power. "Maybe being Jolly the Eagle is exactly who I was meant to be," she says, her eyes shining with hope and excitement.