The east doors lead to a court, which is connected to the main building via covered walkways. Several teachers wait in the court with lists and syllabi.

The process of forming a homeroom seems to mostly consist of teachers finding out whom on their list went sidekick and crossing them off.

Jimmy, Tim, Arthur, Callie, Gary, Taichi, and the Daves all end up in Mrs. Tow's homeroom, along with Taichi's roommate Jason, Dave's roommate(s?) Michael, a teleporter named Haley and a hot-shot laser-blaster named Zack. Mrs. Tow is short and pudgy and wears a perpetual smile. She greets each of her students warmly and hands them a syllabus.

The classes include "Mad Science," "Lifting Physics" and "Heroic Banter".

Jimmy leans close to Tim to whisper.

"No 'Citizen and You'd yet? I was hoping we could pop the Eyeball before Halloween."

Jimmy grins.

"Heh, there's got to be more classes though. Do we learn any regular school things?"

Tim looks around at the other potential heroes, then back at Jimmy.

"Some cool powers though. Too bad that gold glowing healing guy didn't make it."

In front of Jimmy and Tim, one of the Daves looks back and says, "There has to be some regular classes. How many people hero as a full-time job?"

Tim nods.

"Yeah, exactly. Also, I mean, you can't have fun all the time, we've got to learn how to be normal as well, right?"

The other Dave turns round dramatically and whispers, "Secret Identities..." then giggles.

"I dunno man, it's a private school. You think Captain Cosmos does a lot of Algebra? "

Jimmy frowns.

"Im talking to Dave, Dave."

Tim perks up at the last.

"Can you, like, hear each others thoughts, and see through each others eyes? How about memories? Whan you split up and learn different stuff, do you all know it when you come back? You could date 10 girls at once!"

"Tim, I could do that. I think you're giving the Daves too much credit."

Jimmy grins.

"I don't care about secret identities. My parents are both open about having powers, and they aren't even heroes. I never tried to hide my powers, either."

Tim raises his eyebrows suggestively to the Daves, none the less. Obviously the idea has captured his imagination. He turns to Jimmy, to continue their conversation.

"I'm no nerd, or anything, but I like to study some regular stuff too. I mean, it's got to help. Not Algebra, obviously, but you know, other school stuff."

"Eh, there's not much to tell." Al says to Callie. "I've stopped a couple of minor supervillains - you know, a mad scientist with an army of giant acidic snails, some fellow calling himself the Reverse Houdini, nothing major. I imagine it's all due to that."

Jimmy leans over towards Albert and Callie.

"I remember that snail thing, they did a bit on you in the news. Weren't your old man and his old man big-time in their days?"

Callie gets a pained look on her face when she sees "Lifting Physics" among the list of classes. Unlike some of her peers, she actually does have the body of teenage girl. She chuckles when she hears Al's modest accounting of his exploits.

"Just a mad scientist, an army giant acid snails and a guy called Reverse Houdini? Okay you've got to tell me how you got involved in that."

"Mainly because my Dad's a working hero." says Al, a touch self-consciously. "The Silver Chameleon, I'm sure you've heard of him, right? My grandpa kind of vanished years before I was born, no-one knows what happened to him - I mean, dozens of people say they do, but none of them agree. He was the Gold Chameleon, they say he could shift into an entire office block with working telephones and fax machines."

The Dave's both grimace. "Ew..." says one. "Imagine walking around inside your grandpa." says the other.