Disclaimer: I do not own Sky High or any characters you may recognize, nor X-men (Pyro), nor any band or music that is mentioned in my fic. this is my first Sky High fic and I hope you enjoy. Make sure to Read and Review. Critizism is accepted, but I won't allow any flames.
Pairings: Warren/OC, Lash(Lucas)/OC, Zach/Magenta, Will/Layla
Characters you don't recognize are my own creation as is the plot to my story. Be sure to Review when finished...thank you!
Warren Peace stepped into Principal Powers's office, his smoldering brown eyes instantly landing on the four other students standing around the room. Sitting before Powers's desk, he was surprised to see Will Stronghold and Layla Williams, both turning their heads and shooting questioning looks at him. He shrugged, his eyes moving to the two teens standing on either side of the room. Lash leaned against the wall to Warren's left, his arms crossed and eyes closed, Speed glaring at the lean, elastic-limbed teen from the other side of the room.
"Ah, thank you for coming, Mr. Peace. Please, take a seat," Principal Powers motioned to the third seat off to Layla's right.
When Warren made no motion toward the seat, Principal Powers stood, clearing her throat;
"This year we are going to have the pleasure of taking in five students from the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters," Warren's gaze caught sight of Lash's eyes snapping open, turning to the older woman, "and I have decided that the five of you will individually show them around. I talked with Professor Xavier after giving him a quick over-run of your personalities and he insisted his students be placed as they are."
"William Stronghold, you will be showing around St. John Allerdyce," Will nodded.
"Layla Williams, you will be showing around Katrina Gales."
"Steven Monroe, you wil be showing around Andrew Valor," once again, Warren noticed Lash's body tense, anger flickering in his jade green eyes, glaring at Speed.
"Lucas Paxton, you will be showing around Devin Raine," Lash's body suddenly relaxed, his shoulders slumping slightly.
"And, Warren Peace, you will be showing around Jayden..." Principal Powers's voice paused, eyes narrowing as she looked down at the paper in front of her, "Shade."
"The five students will arrive this next Monday. You will only need to show them around for about a week and after that, you can go on as normal, but I will ask that you show these students the same respect they show you."
Jayden Synthia Shade groaned as she looked in the mirror, wiping away the blood that coated the space between her nostrils and her upper lip. She washed her face over and moved back to the bedroom, throwing on a black long sleeved, fishnet shirt, her thumbs slipping through the respective holes and a pair of black skinnies, holes showing off her knee caps. She moved to her closet and pulled out a dark purple, tube-top style dress and slipped it on over the shirt and pants, the skirt of the dress stopping at the middle of her thighs. She slipped on her purple Chucks and her purple fingerless gloves.
She quickly grabbed her black 30 Seconds to Mars messenger bag and tossed it over her shoulder before heading out the door, walking to the bus stop. On the way, she stopped at a Starbucks and ordered herself her usual Strawberries and Creme Frappuchino and Banana Nut Bread before finishing her trip.
"Did that hurt?" a curious voice asked beside her, causing her to look up from the sketchpad in her lap.
She noticed a boy, just a year younger than she, probably the same age as Kat, with light brown hair, hazel eyes peering at her face. Noticing his eyes were trained on her eyebrows, flicking back and forth between the two, she realized he was looking at her double-barbell piercings on the ends of both of her eyebrows.
A beautiful, but conservative, red-head beside him slapped him up the back of the head, "Will! You don't say that to people!" Jayden smirked slightly as the red-head looked over at her, "Sorry, I'm Layla, you must be one of the new students?" Jayden nodded mutely, the red-head obviously not minding the one-way conversation, "Oh, are you Katrina Gales?"
"No," Layla flinched at the monotoned voice, which disappeared once the mysterious girl smirked, silver-ringed violet eyes shining with amusement, "and if she ever hears you call her Katrina, she will probably claw your throat out."
Layla let out a nervous giggle, "So, you must be Jayden."
Running a hand through her purple-undertoned ebony hair, Jayden nodded, "I'm guessing you must be one of the guides for us?"
A yellow bus pulled up beside the threesome, Jayden packing away her sketchpad before following the two on the bus. Sitting down in the empty seat behind the obviously in-love couple, Jayden looked around at the many students, searching for something of interest, when her silver-violet eyes landed on a lone figure seated in the row across from her and back a seat.
Chin-length black hair framed a tan face, a strong jawline softened. She couldn't help but watch him, his eyes trained on the book in his hands, the lighting from the morning sun brandishing him with an unnatural glow. His body was draped by a leather black jacket, black t-shirt and ripped up jeans. Brown eyes smoldering like lava, flecks of red and gold flashing a sense of annoyance.
Wait. Eyes?
Jayden snapped out of her observations to see that he was indeed staring back at her. Well, more or less glaring. She shook her head as the bus stopped and a few people climbed on.
Jayden couldn't stop the smile as a familiar brown-haired teen moved onto the bus, taking a seat beside her. Eyes colored the darkest of blues, silver flecks dancing amongst the irises as he looked over at her.
"Oh My Gee!!" she ignored the questioning looks from the Sky High students, "Dev!! I thought you were staying with Kat?"
Devin Raine shook his head, eye lit with amusement, "No, she went and stayed with John instead. He can deal with her...hyperness."
Jayden cackled slightly, "Hyperness isn't a word you ignorant fuck."
Devin grinned, "It is now."
Their conversation was put to a stop when seatbelts appeared and harnessed them into the seats, the bus suddenly taking off into the air. The sounds of freshmen screaming in surprise and fear mixed with the hoots and suggestions from Jayden.
"Woo!! Faster! Flip! Cork-screw for fuck's sake!" Warren bit back a smirk as he saw Layla blush at the words flowing from the multi-color-haired girl.
The bus landed and Warren found himself following the two exchange students as they climbed off the bus.
"Dude! You should've put some more twists and turns. That ride was fuckin' boring as hell," Jayden stated.
"So, Jayden, I take it you know who he is?" Layla asked, motioning to the brown-haired teen beside her.
Warren felt a flash of surprise fill him as he stared at the girl. This was Jayden? He took another glance over her and couldn't help but wonder if her eye color was real.
Jayden threw an arm over Devin's shoulders, "Layla, Will, this is Devin Raine, one of my best friends. Dev, Layla Williams and Will Stronghold."
Devin shook hands with the two when the voice of Principal Powers broke their conversation.
"Now that all of the students arrived, why don't the Xavier Students line up here and give us your name?" Powers asked.
Five teens stood side-by-side, Warren's eyes immediately drawn to the girl standing beside Devin, the tips of her ears pointed, sulfur-gold irises surrounding elliptical pupils. She dressed in a simple pair of blue jeans and a hot pink off-the-shoulder t-shirt, a black Skull and Crossbones imprinted on the corner front of the shirt.
Next to her stood another brown-haired teen, a smug grin on his lips. Brown eyes staring up at Powers, his arms crossed over his chest. He was dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a Smashing Pumpkins band t-shirt, a brown jacket thrown over top.
Next to him was another teen, black hair streaked blood red. The right side of his cheek looked as if he had been hit with a piece of burning coal, hazel eyes holding a glint of irritation. He was dressed in a simple pair of black jeans and black button down shirt.
"Andrew Valor," the irritated boy hissed out, rubbing his cheek.
The grin on the brown-haired teen's face grew, "John Allerdyce."
The red-head, whose hair was a deeper shade of red than Layla's, blushed at the sudden attention, "Kat Gales."
"Devin Raine."
"Jayden Shade."
Powers nodded and looked around the outside, Lash and Speed showing up from different areas, "Alright, since you all are here, you guys know your respective exchange students."
Warren sighed and moved to talk to Jayden, when a pair of black and white striped arms stretched and wrapped around her waist, a yelp cutting off her conversation with Devin and Kat. Will and Layla were instantly on alert as Warren had become, Jayden's chest suddenly slammed into the chest of none-other than Lash.
"Lucas Christopher Paxton!" Jayden yelled out, everyone's eyes widening, "You let go of me this second or I will be forced to put you through unimaginable torture!"
The screams caused students making their way inside to stop and watch the pair, a smirk growing on Lash's lips.
"And what kind of torture is that?"
"Well, if I knew that, then it wouldn't be unimaginable torture, then would it?" Jayden shot back.
Silence was broken as Lash broke out into a fit of laughter, his arms unwrapping from her waist only to pull her into a hug, twirling her around.
"Oh My Gee!! It is you!" Lash yelled out, setting her back on her feet. He stepped back and glanced over her, his eyes trailing from her feet, up her legs, up her curvy hips, her enderingly thick stomach, Warren noticing she wasn't stick thin like a lot of girls, but wasn't over-weight. Lash's eyes traveled up, never once stopping to stare at her endowed chest, and stopped at her face. "Syn," Warren felt slightly confused at the given name, "you look..." Lash's voice trailed off for a moment, once again quickly looking her over, "...hot."
Jayden grinned, "I completely disagree. John is hot."
Each of the Xavier Students, except Andrew, laughed before the girl continued, "Are you suppose to be showing me around?"
Lash shook his head, "No, I got Devin."
A giggle left Jayden's lips, causing Lash to roll his eyes, once again the silent conversation between the two causing the group to be confused.
"So, who shows the rest of us around?"
Layla smiled and took a step forward, "Well, I told you at the bus stop that I'm suppose to show Kat..Gales."
The darker red-head of the two smirk and looked over at Jayden, her golden-eyes looking down at her lethal-looking fingernails, "I'm assuming you told her not to call me Katrina."
Jayden nodded before Will stepped forward, "I'm suppose to show St. John All-"
"-Don't call me that!" John snapped, Will jumping at the sudden hostility, "Don't call me St. John...ever."
Will nodded, before Speed stepped forward, "I have Andrew Valor."
Warren immediately noted that Jayden glared at the black-and-red-haired teen, who moved to stand beside the larger built, quick-moving teen.
Jayden's gaze turned on Warren, "So, that leaves you to show me around? Jayden...Shade, and you are?"
Warren stared down at the extended hand before glancing back up at her, "Warren Peace."
Waiting for the rehashing that often came after someone learned of his name, he was slightly surprised to see amusement flash in her eyes.
"Warren Peace?" she giggled slightly, "War and Peace." She paused again, "Let me guess, one parent is good, the other evil?"
Warren glared, ignoring the suddenly tense Will and Layla, "Don't talk about my parents!"
Jayden tilted her head to the side thoughtfully, "I wasn't talking about your parents." Warren's fists unclenched, "I was talking about your name. It's actually...pretty original."
"Whatever," Warren sneered, "Powers didn't tell us if you had to do Power Placement."
The four teens, Andrew having left with Speed a while ago, looked at him confused.
Will sighed as they started through the halls, "Power Placement is a test."
Each of the Xavier Students paused their steps, John, Kat and Devin all glancing over at Jayden, whose gaze was suddenly trained on the floor. John cleared his throat, turning to Will.
"What kind of test?"
Layla rolled her eyes, "It's a test that is given to display your powers in front of the student body in order to place you either as a Sidekick or Hero."
All four visibly relaxed, Kat shaking her head, "No, we don't have that. Professor Xavier sent Powers a detailed file, telling her how we would rank in the school's system. I'm a Sidekick, unlike these three."
"So, what are your powers?" Will asked.
John smirked, "You'll see in all due time."
The four groups split up, Warren showing Jayden to Mad Science class. The girl's suddenly tense form sat beside Warren, Lash and Devin soon entering the same class and taking a seat at the lab table a few seats over and back once. Warren pulled out a book to read after Jayden pulled out a leather-bound sketchpad and began drawing something he couldn't see from his angle.
"Today, we will be working on making a Lightning-based Ray Gun," Mr. Medulla stated.
A smirk came from the girl beside Warren, but Mr. Medulla didn't catch it, informing the students of the pieces they need to gather. Warren stood up, but a hand on his leather jacket yanked him back to his seat. Brown eyes glared at the girl, who never looked up from her sketch.
"Go back to reading that damn book of your's. If you noticed, Devin and Lucas aren't gathering items either," she said.
Shrugging, he sat back down and started to read.
"Is there a reason why you aren't doing any work?" Mr. Medulla's voice demanded.
The scratching sound of a pencil dragging along paper paused, Warren looking up from his book, realizing Jayden never bothered to look up at the teacher as she spoke.
"Well, if you think about it logically, you can't make a Lightning-based Ray Gun. See, the ray guns are made of metal or plastic. Metal is a conductor for lightning or any electrical-based elements. So, people would automatically think about using plastic, which also wouldn't work, because of the amount of pressure and heat would cause the gun to melt after the first shot."
Mr. Medulla stared at the girl, who never once acknowledged him enough to look up at him. He sneered at the arrogant Xavier Student.
"Whether it works or not, wasn't the task at hand. You are suppose to make one, reguardless."
A snort left her, her pencil stopping its movements across the paper, "Yes, because I'm going to waste my time creating something that could endanger someone. I thought this was a Hero Class?"
Mr. Medulla let out a sneer and reached for the sketchpad, a fingerless-gloved hand gripping his wrist a few inches from the leather-bound book. Silver-violet eyes glared at the teacher, her fingers clenching tighter around his wrist, her face void of any emotion.
"Touch my sketchpad, and every finger that is placed on it will be broken beyond repair. I'm not going to do an assignment that can endanger the lives of others. No, I expect you to respect my beliefs and when I release your hand, you will return to your place at the front of the class, got it?" Warren's eyes widened at the cold monotone voice that left her lips.
Something was off about this girl. Something different. And Warren couldn't help the curiosity.