"Clea! Clea! Open the door!" Will said banging on the door of the bathroom.

A few minutes later Clea opened the door and came out, she was wearing a Capri pants, and a pink blouse with converse, as she proudly went to her room for her bag.

"Good morning to you too Will."

10 minutes later

Will and Clea made their way downstairs for breakfast.

"Morning dears," Jetstream said pouring some orange juice into the glasses on the table.

"Morning mom, dad." Clea said sitting at the table.

"Morning honey." Commander said raising his head over the newspaper he was reading.

Will just took his seat and sipped his orange juice.

"Honey is something wrong? You aren't eating." Jetstream asked looking at Will as he made swirls in his cereal with his spoon.

"It's nothing mom."

(BEEP!BEEP!BEEP!)

"Trouble downtown."

"Again?"

"Yes again."

"Honey, I'm sorry we won't be able to see you two off to school again, but we'll see you when you get home, at least." Josie said hugging them both and leaving with the commander.

"This always happens, every time something bad happens they always call on Commander and Jetstream, the two greatest superheroes in the world to save the day."

"Will, is something bothering you?"

"I'm fine Clea, really."

"Ok. I'm glad."

(Beep!Beep!)

"That's the bus."

"Yea, it is."

"Shouldn't Layla be here a long time ago?"

"She's sick, but she said she might be able to make it tomorrow or so."

"So, that's why you're so down?"

"…" Will was silent as he boarded the bus.

"Hey Will!" a light blonde haired guy yelled waving his hand and directing Will beside him.

"Hey Zach."

"And this is?" Zach said interrupting Will before he could ask how he has been and looked up to Clea.

"This is my sister, Clea."

"Nice to meet you Clea."

"I'm pleased to meet you also Zach."

"NEXT STOP SKY HIGH!" the bus driver yelled from the front of the bus.

It took roughly 2 minutes to get to Sky High, and when we arrived we stood in amazement at the school.

"Hello, I'm Gwen Gracelyn, and this is my senior year at Sky High, and I enjoyed every minute of it, and I hope you will too. Since this is my senior year, I am the student body president, so its my duty to escort you to the gym for your power placement."

We all followed her to the gym, Will began to drift off at times but Clea got him back with a gentle nudge on his shoulder.

After Power Placement

"I'm glad we have lunch now." Zach said ahead of us.

"Zach, we don't. We have classes."

"We all have hero support classes."

"Except for Clea."

"Sorry guys."
"Clea, it's not your fault."

"Bye Clea." Magenta, Ethan and Zach all said in unison.

"Clea wait!" Will said running up to her.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay?"
"Yes Will, We're just a few blocks away from each other, I'm be fine.

"I'm see you at lunch then, and please don't get into trouble."

"I won't Will, you have my word."

"Bye."

"Bye Will."

Clea made her way down the hallway to hero class, until…..

"Watch where you're going!" a girl said looking down at Clea as she picked up her books.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." Clea said rising from the floor and handed her the books.

"Who are you anyway?"
"Clea Stronghold." She said stretching her hand out but the girl was looking very disgusted at it."

"What class are you in?"

"Hero."

"Who are you anyway?"

"I'm none of your business, and I'm in hero class, may the best person win."

A little confused yet angry, she went into the class, then she looked around and saw that all the seats were taken except for the seat beside the girl she met earlier, she motioned to it.

"Ahem,… that's not your seat, so don't think of sitting there."

Clea turned away, a little embarrassed she was going to the front of the class."

"Ms. Stronghold please take your seat next to Mr. Peace since you don't seem to have one." Mr. Muedda said laying his work on his table.

Clea walked over to the desk and sat down beside him.

"Hi."

He said nothing, he just looked away.

"Today you'll be assigned your lab parteners for the rest of the semester, and possibly the rest of your school life." Mr. Meudda said smiling to himself. "so let's get started then, to make this simple, the person beside you will be your partner."

Clea looked at Warren, he had dark eyes, long shoulder length black hair, with a red streak on either side, a black shirt a black jacket and blue ripped pants.

Clea thought to herself, "What have I gotten myself into."

"Today we'll be making a fire ray. Now Gwen will give you your tools and what else you'll need for the assignment."

As Gwen handed out the assignments necessities, Clea gazed into his eyes, they were mysteriously dark, as she gazed further and further they shined more beautifully, he didn't quite say anything, but when Gwen came Clea snapped out of the trance.

"Here are your tools."

"Thank You."

"Ready to get started?"
He was silent.

"Please talk to me, tell me what' son your mind, what's bothering you?" she said assembling the ray, and upon seeing this, he slowly began to hand her the pieces.

Warren then realized that she really meant no harm, that she wasn't like her father at least.

"Your family." He said finally. "They put my father in jail."

"Your father, Barron Battle is your father, omg."

"…."
"Ms. Stronghold and Mr. Peace I see your assignment is completed well done, but Mr. Peace should be helping a lot more, or he won't get a good grade."

Cleas could immediately feel the desk become flaming hot as Mr. Muedda made the insult.

"He helped Mr. Meudda."

"Very well."

"Class write your names on a piece of paper, stick it on your rays and ggive it to me then you can leave."

Clea wrote Warren's and her names on the paper, stuck it unto the ray and handed it to Mr. Meudda before anyone else.

"You have just received five points for your next assignment Ms. Stronghold and Mr. Peace."

"Thank you." Clea said leaving the desk and going outside, at that time she saw Warren leave already and he was already at his locker.

"Warren."
"Why are you talking to me?"

"Because you're my lab partner."

"Well we're not in class anymore." He said slamming the locker and leaving.

"Warren, I'm sorry,…for everything"

At the moment Warren stopped in shock as she said it, he realized she was not at all like the Strongholds, she was pure, kind, caring, and very beautiful.

Clea turned and walked in the opposite direction towards the cafeteria, but she turned again and went towards the Hero Support class.

Warren turned around but Clea was gone.