Disclaimer: Sorry don't own Sky High in any way.
This fic is a little different from the rest of the fics I have written. Just tell me what all of yall think!
She was the first one I actually decided not to be a total ass to. I don't know how to explain it, but, she helped me. I was nothing but the image of my father, the one person I had worked so hard to be free of. Layla didn't look my image, she looked beyond it. Somehow, she worked her ways through the cracks in the wall I had built to protect myself. Layla slowly knocked down the walls that I had spent so long constructing, and I didn't even notice it. In a way, I don't even think she knew she was doing it at the time, but she was. I will admit that I was glad when her and Will had decided to be friends. Then she had asked me to dance at homecoming, and I knew I couldn't hide anymore. People at school still look at us funny when we walk down the hall together, talking. They don't see how a hippie and a hothead could have anything in common. I guess that shows how much they really know. To me, it's the way she smiles at me. We could be in the lunch room eating, and we will glance up to look at each other. Then, she'll smile at me, and it makes me feel different, alive. I don't know what will happen to us, or where we will go, but I do know one thing. I know that the smile she gives me, the smile that is a little different from the one she gives everyone else---will always be mine. And to me, that is enough for now.
I know it isn't a song fic, but I hope yall enjoy!