17: New Kid in Town (Namor POV)

"Hello, I'm Namor McKenzie!" Namor said with an outstretched hand. He was tall almost 6 foot and still growing as he was expecting to be as tall or taller than his father once his growth spurt ended. He had grown 2 inches every Summer for the last two and expected one last height push before long. He had been seen by doctors all his life mostly ship doctors that his dad had hired so that his son's mutation was kept a secret as long as possible but that ended once Namor learned that he was just too fast in the water to continue as a regular athlete.

"I'm from Nantucket..." Namor said this with a boastful tone. The island was off the coast of Massachusetts and Namor's accent was rich, well-spoken English with a slight arrogance that was typical of New Englanders.

"Sorry, I took up a lot of the walls with my stuff but I will move them if you need the space. The stuff in question was posters of the sea and boats and beaches with surfers. There was a large metal lockbox under Namor's bed and his closet was already hung with a nice selection of clothes that showed a flair for revealing outfits.

Namor was wearing tight stretchy jeans that showed off his strong legs and his shirt clung to his muscular upper body like body paint.

"Hope we can be friends?" Namor added the last part because he knew that winning over people early on was the way to becoming well-liked and respected in the school.