HAHA!!! I got it up! Finally..I know it took forever, but my compy was being stupid and I have exams to study for. Stupid exams...

Please review this chappy even though it's only a redone first chappy.


The door to my bedroom opened. "Ember Pheonix! Get your lazy butt out of bed this instant!"

"G'way….." I moaned, rolling over and pulling the pillow over my head.

"Ember! Today is the first day of Sky High! Get up!" My adopted mom yanked the blanket off my head.

"All right, I'm up." I growled, rolling unceremoniously out of bed.

I grabbed the nearest towel from the hall cupboard and padded into the bathroom. I clambered into the shower and let the hot water run over my skin and the steam envelope me in a world all my own.

My calm was interrupted by the usual torrent of shrieks and pounding on the bathroom door. I hated the other girls in the house, but they were my adopted parents' natural children, born only 6 months after taking me in. The girls? They were triplets. Two sets of them, born at the same exact time. Let me explain this better. My adopted parents are both Super Heroes. Dad is a Changeling and Mom, well Mom is a Divider. When Mom was pregnant she mistakenly divided and when she did, she gave birth. At that same exact moment so did the copy, but the big problem was, even when she gathered in her copy the children didn't come with. So she was stuck with six identical girls. All preppy blondes with big blue eyes, slim figures, and, of course, perfect skin. They all have the same power too and work great as a team. They're all water babies. Yuck, but whatever.

What about me? Well, I'm kinda pretty I guess, I've had a couple of guys, but nothing big. I have the long black hair that is kind of wavy and emerald green eyes that turn gold when I am angry or transforming. See, I'm kind of a Transformer and Flame-thrower crossbreed or something like that. My Transformed shape is a Pheonix and I can create huge balls of fire.

"Ember! Get out!" Cassidy whined at the door.

I jumped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around myself, carefully hiding a comb and the hairdryer in the folds. Otherwise I would never see them again. Then I opened the door to find six very disheveled blondes in the hallway.

"What took you so long?" Caty spat at me.

"Some of us have to take a shower you know." I sneered back, shoving her into her other sisters before stalking off into my room. I bolted the door shut, they would soon realize the hairdryer was missing.

I opened my closet.

"What to wear." I muttered staring into the wardrobe full of black clothes. "How about a dress today?" I muttered to myself, pulling out a black gown. It looked kind of gothic, but what the heck, it rocked. The top was fishnet so I stuck a black mid-drift shirt underneath. The fishnet sleeves were off the shoulder and ran all the way down to my wrists where they belled out. The skirt was floor-length and had little chains and spider webs all over. I pulled on some fingerless, black silk gloves and black platform boots to complete the ensemble. Then came the make-up. I carefully lined my eyes with black eyeliner and brushed on a little red eye shadow. Then I just slapped on a little dark lip-gloss. It looked perfect, a little gothic, but whatever. My long black hair had dried and now hung in flowing waves down my back. It was time.

I sighed and slipped carefully out the door of my room with my book bag.

Three of the six blondes were still jostling each other for entrance to the bathroom.

The way to the stairs was clear and I made a mad dash for it.

Mom stood in front of the stove, well one of her did anyway. The others were scattered throughout the house as usual, cleaning or helping cook. Dad was sitting at the table, reading the morning paper.

"Dad, you've got bull's horns again." I said flopping down across the table from him.

"Drat!" He muttered concentrating on getting them to shrink back into his skull.

Mom placed a plate of French Toast in front of me. "Where are your sisters?" She asked, heading back to the stove.

"Upstairs as usual, fighting over the bathroom." I dumped a spoonful of Powdered Sugar on my toast and dug into the stack.

"Nice outfit, Ember." My "twin" Crystal said, giving me a small smile, "Try getting up earlier, they aren't attacking the door at five."

I glared at Crystal. "I am NOT, repeat NOT, getting up at five just to beat them! I usually get in there first anyway."

Let me explain my relationship to Crystal. Crystal is another adoptee of the fam. Mom's first pregnancy ended in the still birth of a set of twins. To keep her from completely falling to pieces, Dad convinced her to adopt two little girls, Crystal and Ember. Both of us were at the orphanage, having both lost our parents in a fight that ended in the deaths of three Heroes (Both of my parents and Crystal's dad. No one knows where her mom went.) and Baron Battle landing in solitary. Crystal is similar to me in looks, well, sort of. She has long black hair and pale skin, but instead of green eyes, she has icy blues eyes. Crystal has power over ice. And it shows in her appearance. See, Crystal was born with, wouldn't you know it, crystals entangled in her hair and on her eyelashes. She looks literally frozen. The overall effect of the crystals is stunning but she says it's terribly uncomfortable to sleep with. Boys go crazy over her, but she's really only been with one guy.

"Whatever." Crystal said, shrugging as she buried her face in her book again.

I smiled and glanced over Crystal's outfit. Hers looked a lot like what she wore every other day. She wore a black skirt and a black tank top over a long-sleeved light blue shirt. A few sequins showed on the skirt and tank, but not as many as you'd expect. She had silvery eye shadow and lip-gloss on to complete her ensemble.

By the time I had finished the first of the six girls had appeared in the kitchen.

"I'd like a piece of whole wheat toast with fat-free grape jam, a fried egg, light on the oils, and some fresh squeezed orange juice." She said haughtily.

Mom turned around," No, you will eat the same thing as the rest of us. I'm sick and tired of fixing 7 different meals in one sitting." She set a stack of French Toast on the table at her daughter's spot.

"But Mom!" Caty whined," Think about how many calories are in that!"

"Tough beans." Mom said turning right back to the stove.

I glanced up at the clock. "Oh my gosh!" I shouted, snatching up my bag," We are so late! The bus is going to leave without us!" I kissed Mom and Dad on the cheek before dashing out the door.

Crystal followed me out at a similar pace, her hair crystals catching the light.

Footsteps pounded down the steps in a mad dash for the bus stop.

"Whew, made it." I breathed as I jumped onboard.

"You new?" There was a pause," Are you all new students?" The bus driver asked skeptically.

"Sadly yes." I replied rolling my eyes as the still scrambling blondes behind me. He smiled sympathetically and motioned me onto the bus. I moved towards the back and flopped down in an empty seat.

Crystal sat next to a girl she'd been talking to about Sky High at the park a few weeks ago named Magenta.

Finally all six girls were loaded on and we drove off down the street.

A few minutes later we made another stop to pick up a brown-haired boy and this girl with bright red hair.

The only empty seats left on the bus were next to this bleach-blonde guy and me.

"Hey, Zach." The guy said sitting down next to him.

The girl sat down next to me. "Hi, my name's Layla. Are you a freshman?" She held out her hand.

I took it. "I'm Ember, and I'm technically not a freshman. I'm actually a senior, but was homeschooled."

Layla nodded knowingly. "This is Will Stronghold, my boyfriend." She said grinning at me expectantly.

I cocked an eyebrow.

"OH MY GOSH! DID YOU JUST SAY WILL STRONGHOLD?" All six blondes screamed at the same time.

I groaned and sank down into my seat.

Will went pale as all six leapt at him in one second.

Just then, the bus took off and the girls flew to the back of the bus.

I grinned as they smashed into the back window.

Not long after take-off we landed on the grounds of Sky High. I got off the bus with the rest of the kids and headed straight inside to see Principal Powers. She immediately sent the girls, Crystal, and me to Coach Boomer.

"How many of you are there?" He asked without looking up. "Eight." We all said at once. He looked up. "All right girl, get back into one body."

"Umm, Coach." Crystal said softly," They are in one body. They're identical sisters."

He groaned. "Do you all have the same powers?" He asked them.

They nodded.

He looked at them expectantly. "WELL WHAT IS IT?" He boomed when they didn't say anything.

The preps jumped. "Oh, we're all Aquamarines." Cassidy said proudly.

"More of you? Heroes." He dismissed them. "Now, what's your name?"

I glanced at Crystal, signaling her to go for it.

"Crystal Storms." She paused a moment before continuing, "I control ice."

"Hero," Coach Boomer said, scribbling her placement on his clipboard. He handed Crystal a schedule and waved her out of the office.

"I'm Ember Pheonix, Coach."

He nodded knowingly. "Your parents were good friends of mine. It's a pity Fire-Flower and Sky-Racer didn't survive the attack."

I smiled ruefully. "You're telling me. I'm the one stuck with six screaming blondes. So anyway," I said, abruptly changing the subject, "My powers are Flame-throwing, Flight, and Transformation." I demonstrated my transformation into a Pheonix.

Again he nodded. "Definitely Hero." Coach Boomer answered," I hope to see you crush a couple of guys that have gotten too cocky where 'Save The Citizen' comes in. Namely Will Stronghold."

I smiled and shrugged," My pleasure."

The Coach waved me out of the office with my schedule.