ERIK STRONGHOLD
Erik yawned and stretched out his sore muscles.
"Erik! Hurry up or you'll be late for your first day at Sky high!" Layla yelled from behind the bedroom door. He groaned and the leaves on the tree outside turned a sickly gray. "ERIK!!!" He winced and was debating if his mom was angry about him being late or the tree. Much to his mother's satisfaction and his father's disappointment the only power that had shown up so far was his ability to control plants. Erik had lifted weights that seemed way heavier than physically possible to a normal boy, but nothing that officially proved he had super strength. 'At least I HAVE a power to speak of so that coach won't drop a car on my head', he thought to himself smirking and recalling the when his parents had told him about what had occurred at Sky High when they were freshman. It especially amused him when his father told him about how he was nearly barbequed by Warren Peace and how the students seemed to have more common sense than the teachers. 'My kind of school!' "ERIK MICHAEL STRONGHOLD, GET DOWN HERE NOW!!!!" He suddenly found a new energy source to move faster and ripped off his sweats he slept in and replaced them with loose fitting jeans and a red, white, and blue colored shirt.
"Coming mom!" he shouted sprinting down the stairway to join my sister at the table. She was almost eight and resembled Layla so much. Red hair cascaded down her back and shaded over her auburn eyes. He by far resembled his father more, which was more of a puzzlement because Emily had already begun to fly. "Morning Emily", he greeted nearly tripping over her backpack that to his credit was lying in the middle of the wooden floor. She giggled at his clumsy act over her breakfast. "Watch where you drop your stuff!"
"Watch where you step Erik", she mocked emphasizing his name similar to how a three-year-old says stupid. "Besides why should I worry about tripping over things?" she laughed launching herself out of her seat and floating in mid-air. Granted Erik loved having powers but as far as a freshman boy, controlling plants wasn't exactly what he chosen compared to super strength or flight. Of course he never would admitted it anywhere within a five mile radius of his mother but his sister knew she could push his buttons by shoving it in his face that she could fly.
"THAT'S IT!!" he shouted extending a long vine to wrap around her leg. Ah but karma hated him and just at that moment Will and Layla walked in the room. They were less then unhappy.
"Erik what in heck's name are you doing?" Will yelled a triumphant smile spreading across Emily's face still hovering in air. "Put your sister down!" Erik gaped, 'Are you kidding me?!'
"SHE'S THE ONE FLYING!! I WAS USING THE VINE TO PULL HER DOWN!!!" he bellowed. The vine suddenly snapped recoiling and hitting him square in the temple of his head. "OWW!!!"
"Oh honey, are you okay?" Layla asked rushing to his side and placing a hand on the bruise that soon would be on the right of his face.
"Aw mom, I'm fine," he brushed her off despite the throbbing of his head. "Anything for breakfast?"
She smiled, "Sure sweetie want do you want?" He opened his mouth to respond before she interrupted him, "Other than bacon." He closed his mouth.
"Toast I guess", he shrugged.
"Okay but you better hurry the bus doesn't wait for anyone", Layla said walking into the kitchen.
"But I thought Ron Wilson worshipped the ground that a Stronghold walked on," Erik mumbled.
"Ron Wilson isn't a bus driver anymore DORK!!" Emily screeched. "He fights gigantic robots now!" Will laughed weakly slightly lowering his hands from his ears. 'The joys of raising children, screeching….' Then a sound even louder than Emily's high pitched voice echoed through the house, the bus horn.
"There's the bus, I love you honey", Layla shooed him out the door handing him his breakfast. "Have a good time at high school", she added kissing him on his forehead.
"MOM!" He yelled as a few kids snickered on the bus watching the scene. "GROSS!" he yelped. The snickers turned to full out laughter. Only one girl wasn't laughing who envied him greatly. Her father had done everything in his power to take care of her but it couldn't replace the hole that losing her mother had done to her. Her name, Allie Peace.
