Who's Who in Boringville

Unsurprisingly, there aren't an awful lot of superpeople in our sleepy little college town. Grim avengers don't exactly have to work overtime to clean up the dirty streets of Coral Pines, and the weather is more often sunny than broodingly overcast. M'lar juveniles only graffiti-ed the golf course the one time, and nobody really cared about the crop circles in the grass except for the golfaholics. I think those circles are still there, and they qualify as a hazard or something.
We're not a big enough town to merit our own guardian hero, since not only is the crime rate pretty low, but the town is so small that it would be REALLY OBVIOUS who's spending their nights gallivanting around the rooftops with a grappling hook in hopes of catching a mugging-in-progress. Yet another reason why I don't do it. College gossip is a killer on a tiny campus like mine.
Of course, there are a couple I-wanna-live-a-normal-life superpeople (I guess I kinda count at the moment, since I'm still under the radar). There's that stay-at-home dad who lives in the apartment block across the street. I think at least one of his kids is bulletproof too, but nobody really wants to find out the hard way. There was one guy who graduated the year before I got here who could make energy flares. He wasn't allowed to live on campus, though. This was before the Hadley-White Act. I guess he was popular enough, but he was always 'the guy with superpowers.' I'm not going to tell anybody what I can do. It's not that I'm worried about getting hate-crimed. Its just that I don't know if I'll want to turn pro, and I don't want everyone in the world to connect my real name with my powers just yet. Call me vain, but I'd prefer to have my act together before I out myself as a super. I'd rather get "OMG that mysterious masked avenger was our classmate all along!" than "did you hear? That girl from my lit class thinks she's a superhero." Also, I don't want people bugging me to cool their drinks.
As for the rest of the superhumans around here, FIR-Tech is just a rat's nest of supervillains-in-training, and I'm certain they've got at least one classical elementalist on the faculty, but the only out super at our school is Dr. Zhang. Nobody's ever given her grief for it, but I guess it helps that she had tenure before her powers manifested. The students either love her or hate her. I've never taken her classes, but I hear she levitates textbooks and slams them down hard on the desks of sleeping students. It helps keep the freshies in line. I suppose she'd get different reactions if she could read minds or something. I know I wouldn't admit to being a telepath - you can't get a job anywhere (except in certain shady government agencies). And even if you are allowed to teach or attend public school, the neural inhibitors you have to wear pretty much ruin any chance of a social life. Seriously, could they make those things any uglier? Why don't they just issue tinfoil hats already?
It's been a long time since 9th grade civics class, so I don't remember which amendment it was that guarantees the right to mental privacy. On one hand, I'm glad that nobody's reading my mind without my permission. I want to be judged on my actions and words, not the stuff I'm too polite to say out loud. On the other hand, imagine how many criminals would be brought to justice if telepathic evidence were considered evidence in court. But then again, I would hate for that to be my job, poking through the thoughts of felons. No wonder so many telepaths burn out. I've actually seen a series written from the perspective of a telepath; Charlaine Harris's Sookie Stackhouse murder mysteries. Granted, it's an alternate-world thing without any superhumans, yet full of vampires who seem to have plenty of superpowers. But it deals with the ethical problems and daily life of a B-class telepath pretty realistically.