The Secret World of Alex Mack

I'm Alex Mack.

I was just an average kid until

an accident changed my life.

And since then,

nothing's been the same.

My best friend Ray thinks

it's cool.

My sister Annie thinks

I'm a science project.

I can't let anyone else know,

not even my parents.

I know the Chemical Plant wants

to find me and turn me into

some experiment,

but you know something?

I guess I'm not so average

anymore.

I thought that having the

powers would change my life

and maybe they have a little.

But how come I'm just as scared

of 8th grade as I was of 7th?

Right here. Right here.

Hey, yo, Al.

Give me the puck?

Whoa, look out.

Is that Annie?

Yeah, can you believe it?

Whoa.

How can you ignore the

progress we've made in the past

12 months?

Well, because your view of

progress and mine aren't the

same, Ms. Atron.

We've thrown tens of millions of

dollars into this GC-161 project

and so far I've seen nothing

to make me feel our investment

was well spent.

With all due respect, we were

in the process of developing for

you what could become the most

sought after drug in modern

history.

A vanity drug that preserves

youth, health and fitness

without exercise?

Please.

This is a trillion dollar

jackpot here.

Yeah, only if it's

manufactured.

But if we don't see some results

soon, we're going to withdraw

all funding.

Is that a threat?

It's a promise, Ms. Atron.

Canada is where I belong,

in hockey school.

The NHL doesn't even care

if I understand Algebra or not.

Last year it was the NBA,

the year before you were going

to be a chess master,

when we were eight, you wanted

to be a sumo wrestler,

remember?

"I just got to get fat Alex."

Oh, no dents.

Hey, I think I'm ready for the

test, don't you?

I think possibly it couldn't

hurt for you to have a few

more lessons.

I'm going to go inside

and lie down.

What are you laughing at?

A couple more lessons?

Annie, you're the worst driver

I've ever seen.

How can you say that?

The car is supposed to remain

on the street at all times

when you're driving.

Oh, go easy on her, Ray.

Annie's not used to criticism.

Hey, what are you doing with

the journal out here?

I told you it should never

leave the house.

What's the big deal?

I'm just outside.

Alex, you still don't seem to

grasp the entire concept

of the journal.

What are you talking about?

Look, you complained about

all the testing I was doing on

you, so in my attempt to make

your life a little easier,

I gave you the journal

to fill out every time you used

the powers.

I've been doing it.

Mm-hmm.

Tuesday.

Today I realized that I probably

have no future whatsoever.

School starts in two days

and I'm just getting sicker

and sicker waiting for it.

Oh, yeah.

I also floated some cookies over

to me when Dad wasn't looking.

So?

What's wrong with that?

Alex, this is supposed to be

a scientific log, not a personal

diary detailing your little

mood swings.

But just writing about

the powers is boring.

Shouldn't be.

All you have to do is test

yourself and then enter

the results.

I think the whole idea of

the journal is stupid.

I'm not gonna argue with you.

You know how dangerous it is

if somebody reads what you

wrote in there and you still

brought it outside.

Hey, why don't you just go

read it to Mom?

With everything that's at stake,

I was hoping that you would be

able to help me out a little bit

but you're obviously too young

to take a real science project

seriously.

If you want a diary,

get a diary.

This is research.

Wednesday.

Today I used my telekinetic

power to float a hockey puck

to myself.

I notice that it's getting

easier, taking less effort

and concentration to work.

It came to me straight

without wobbling or anything.

Vince, we've got to talk.

At once, Ms. Atron.

I've got to see the effects

of GC-161 on a human being.

I can't wait any longer.

They're about to shut me down.

I feel we're getting very

close to finding that child,

Ms. Atron.

I don't want to hear that

anymore.

I don't want to say it

anymore.

Vince, despite all your

assurances, the search has been

totally ineffectual.

Now if they pull the funding

for this plant,

everything I've worked for

will be ruined!

And I can guarantee you

I will find another job.

I can't assure you of the same.

Am I understood?

Of course you are, Ms. Atron.

I welcome the challenge.

Hey, Alex.

Hi.

Hey, Ray, what's going on?

Have a good summer?

Great.

Ray, good to see you.

What's up, Ray?

Alex.

Annie, I know school doesn't

start for a few days but you

really should get out

and get a little air.

Right.

Are those Alex's gym clothes

she forgot?

Don't worry.

Anything Alex wears

could double as gym attire.

But she told me she needed

these for today.