Gypsy Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I do not own sky high.
Ahrrr. I hate Mondays. Early Monday mornings that start a fresh new year of high school, high school for super hero's. Sky High. But I guess its my fault, I was the one up half the night with anticipation about school. Not that I like school, or anything, hell knows I don't, but this will be my year to start fresh, meet new interesting people, or at least a few people, and at a school full of kids like me I was bound to right?
So as much as I wanted to stay in the comfort of my bed I got out of it, and went to take a shower. I soon emerged, turned my alarm radio onto 92.3 K rock, and Nirvana's Heart Shaped Box slammed into my ears. Meanwhile I towel dried my dark brown hair, and got dressed in a pair of blue jeans with multiple rips in them, and a rolling stones shirt. , I got my socks, on and put on my Doc Martins. I hung my tattered old forrest green knit scarve around my shoulders, and I went to my night table and got my yin/yang necklace and my eyeliner. I smeared thin, dark lines around my grey eyes then capped and threw down the eye pencil, turned off my radio, got my brown, leather, beat up, worn in, knapsack and went downstairs to eat breakfast with my grandma.
After I started towards the Sky High bus stop. I waited a few minutes before a normal yellow bus stopped in front of me. I got on and went straight to the back. After a few more stops, we were ready to go to Sky High. Straps went around me, the next thing I know was we were falling , then we were flying. All the while I was sort of squeaking.
I knew I was freaking out the guy sitting next to me. He was a tall guy wearing a skull shirt with pin stripes on the sleeves. When the bus finally did land, he bolted out, as fast as he could. I chuckled to myself "idiot" I mutter. I got off the bus last, and decided to just follow the mob, that was going inside the building. I ended up in the schools gym. The principle gave a speech, then a dorky looking guy, whom I decided was the gym teacher started talking about whiner babies, and power placement.
He started calling names, but I tuned him, and everyone else out until I heard a "Julia Verne." Now I was pissed, and people around me knew it, everyone, stepped away from me as I glared daggers at dork dude more formally known as Coach Boomer
"It's not Julia, its Gypsy." I told him, my voice like ice.
"Excuse me?" He said, surprised at my back talk.
"Gypsy, my name is Gypsy."
"I don't care what your name is. Get up here and show me your power." he ordered.
I was going to enjoy messing around with this ---------------------.
I got on in the stage, and made my eyes twitch while looking directly at coach Boomer. Suddenly he screamed
"I can't see. I, I can't see, everything's DARK." he started running around on the stag, when he was about to run past me I stuck my foot out, and he tripped. Everyone laughed. I twitched my eyes again, and he was able to see again. Coach Boom Butt got up from the floor flushed, and yelled sidekick. I raised an eyebrow at him, and smirked the whole way down to where I was before. I really didn't care if I was labeled a horse by that man, I knew who I was, that is all that matters.
I got bored of thinking about what would be the best way to die, so I decided to watch the damn power placement. I watched as the guy that sat next to me on the bus or idiot as I refer to him went up and demonstrated his power, which was stretching whoopdy dooo, he made hero. So did, a snobby girl that was a thechnopath, a ditzy cheerleader type, that could multiply herself, a chubby kid that was super fast, and a good looking pyro.
Soon the lunch bell rang, and I bolted out of the gym, as fast as I could. I was one of the first few people in the cafeteria. I spotted an empty table in the far right of the room, sat down at the corner of it, and got out my tuna fish sandwich. I got out a bottle of water, and my ramble notebook, I had to write and dedicate a chapter, to the wonderful coach Boomer Butt. While furiously writing, absently taking bites of my sandwich, and sips of water, I vaguely became aware of the now filled cafeteria. I looked up, ready to write what the idiotic people who were now my classmates where doing, when I realized, I wanted to start fresh, didn't I? Make a couple of new friends? Well I wasn't off to a very good start was I?
I looked around me, noting what people where doing. Everyone had a clique, even people who just got here. Some fast kid, and "idiot" had become friends, and where acting like assholes. The snob, and cheerleader where friends, and where probably gossiping right now. Popular kids were with popular kids, losers were with losers, but what about me? Did I want to be in a clique? No I didn't, did I want to be all alone? No? partly? Sort of?
Then I spotted the good looking pyro who made it into hero classes, he was looking for a place to sit, probably by himself, but hey I wasn't going to bother him. So I waved him over. He sat down across from me, and started eating. I watched him for a second, then I went back to bitching about the system of separation, and that goddamn coach in my notebook .
Day one at sky high: Completed….
(AN) Hello all, first of all, thank you for taking the time to read this fanfiction. I've had this idea for a fanfiction since the summer, so it was good to get it off my chest. More chapters to come, more and better; so please read and review so i can make my writing more to standard, and more enjoyable for you. Any questions, just ask.
Thank you
-tribewar
