I got this idea after I did a picture for a club I'm in on Deviant art. It would be cool if the Legion was in school, grade school, high school and collage. It is two stories in One. Violet and her adopted brother, Andrew live with their aunt, uncle and cousin in a big house or a mansion. Skittles and her big brother Brainy live in a run down apartment with their mother. skittles and Drew hate their lives and switch. Brainy falls for Violet when he sees her pass his apartment one day. I thinks its like Romeo and Juliet/ parent trap. X3

-Lady Protecta out!!

"Thanks Auntie! Come on Drew we need to get to St. Charles now," said Violet as she and her little brother left their large home. Drew messed with his tie. The two siblings went to St. Charles private high school and grade school. People could say that this was a school for rich kids.

"Drew, stop messing up your uniform. You know that they don't like you all messed up," Vi said as she shook her head. She fixed his tie. Drew looked down at his uniform. He wore a white blouse, royal blue blazer, dark brown pants, and a red wine tie. His older sister wore a white blouse, royal blue sweater vest, red wine and black checkered skirt and a matching tie.

"Vi! I hate this! Every stupid day I have to wear this stupid tie!" Drew complained.

"Rules are rules, brother. We have to follow them no matter what. Or else-"

"Mrs. Nezwhinner will get me. But all the other kids are doing it."

"If the kids jumped off a bridge, would you follow them?"

"I guess you're right, sis. Guess its back to being total geek again."

Vi stood up and walked with him down the street. She started dreading the corner. Turning the corner would result in running into the Jet Boys from Carlton High School, the rival school of St. Charles. She held her breath. As they turned the corner.

"Yo, yo, yo! Lookie here. Two goodie goodie private two shoes walking to their pretty rich high school." Said a boy with green Mohawk and a sliver hoodie.

"Look we just want to get to school and-" Drew tried to explain.

"Boy, listen this is our territory, you know what I'm sayin? We'll let you and ya sweet sista go this time but next time, you'll face our leada! Now scram!"

Violet grabbed Drew and ran. She did not know that the leader was watching her, but it was a different reason.

Teenaged boy with green skin and blonde stared in a trance as the girl with snow-white skin. His heartbeat raced as he tugged at his black shirt. She was so cute with her lilac crystal eyes, black hair with a purple streak in her hair that was held up by a green flower, and her dimpled smile. Yet she was afraid and he didn't know who she was. Besides there was a barrier between them. All he could ever do is watch

"What are you staring at, Bro?"

He turned to look at a younger girl with light apricot skin and tangled brown hair and dressed in a red t-shirt with a hood and baggie shorts. She looked nothing like him.

"N-nothing."

"Come on Querl! Tell me!"

"I told you never to call me that, Anita!"

"And I told you never to call me that! It's Skittles, alright, Brainy?"

"Good."

"So what were you staring at?"

"I said nothing!"

"Let me see!" Skittles shoved Brainy out the way and stared through the grimy window. She watched as a boy and his older sister ran off.

"Were you looking at that girl again?"

"Y-yes."

"Brainy, you know that they are rich. They go to St. Charles's remember?"

"Yeah."

The blonde looked at his sister as she stared longingly at the two siblings as they turned the corner.

"What I would give to live in that boy's world. Mom would get a job and we wouldn't have to live in this dump. I hate this place!" she screamed. She longed to live in those big houses ever since she was just a child when Brainy's mother adopted her.

"You've been stealing again haven't you?" he said in a low tone. Skittles said nothing.

"Anita Yang Dox!"

"Yes."

"You know better, Skittles. You know that…. Ugh! I don't know how to tell you. I just don't want you to end up in prison. You're my little sister and I have to protect you!"

"You use to love stealing food too! Don't play! Remember it was YOUR idea to go and steal from that crazy cat lady on the rich street!"

"That was four years ago. I spent along time in detention for that!"

"Oh yeah? And now what are you doing? Hanging around with a bunch of losers!"

"They're not losers, Skittles! They're my buddies!"

"Oh sure!"

A young woman that looked exactly like Brainy but was older and had longer hair came into the room to find her two children fighting, struggling to dominate the other.

"Ok you two that's enough! Now Anita get ready for school! Now young lady!" Brianna yelled.

"But mama! That snooty patooy Sally Jones is at school and she'll just taunt me again!"

"Yes well stand your ground, Skittles. And that does not mean starting up a fist fight or a food fight like last time got?"

"Yes mama." Skittles looked down. Brainy knew that she was trouble at home and at school. She always didn't like being teased about her brother being in a bad group or that she was poor. So she would start a commotion and be sent to the principle's in a snap. So far it had been at least five times she had been sent down and he had to pick her up. Brainy knew that she didn't mean it. She was doing what her mother told her to do. He hated it how she felt that it was her fault for her family being so poor. Beneath the rough and toughness, lied a scared and sad little girl who longed for her family to live a better life.

Skittles got her backpack and took her brother's hand as he led her out. Brainy closed the door behind him and looked down at his little sister. He knelt down to her height.

"Hey sis, let's make a deal. Promise me that you'll not get into trouble and I'll take you to the zoo and Clark's ice cream parlor," he said smiling.

Her eyes lit up. "Yes, I promise Brainy!" she giggled.

"Skittles!"

The little girl turned to see a boy with brown hair and a girl with orange hair waving at her.

"Hi Obi, Hi Abel! I'll be right there! I have to go, big brother." Skittles hugged her brother and ran off. Brainy watched as she left with her buddies. She was growing up to quickly in this place. Brainy sighed as he sat down; leaning his head against the wall, and closed his eyes, picture that pretty girl in the back of his mind. She was smiling till his buddies confronted her and her little brother who was valiantly trying to protect her. It would take a miracle for him to get to meet her. Yet what he didn't know that his wish would come true soon.

"You got a detention again?" asked Abel. He and Obi stopped by at the office to see their buddy sitting on the bench…again.

"Yea. Sally the tittle tattler told on me again!"

"And you got into a fight?" asked Oblinara.

"No, foods fight. Period 6."

"Girl! You promised your brother that you wouldn't do that again!"

Skittles fought the tears as she was handed a pink slip. Brainy would be here to pick her and her friends up.

"I'm going to the park and wait until sun set!" she said, and broke into a run. Her best friends followed her.

"We'll wait with you," gasped Obi as she struggled to keep up.

The trio ran into the park. The only place were the rich and the low class intermingled. All seemed peaceful, cept…

"Gemmie ya lunch monkey, Drewby!" yelled a big chubby kid as he held a boy, Skittles's age, upside down. A girl with orange hair and another boy with orange skin were cornered by two other bullies. Wait that boy… was that boy from this morning. She had to help him!

"Yo, Dork!" she screamed. The bully turned to look at her.

"Uh am I seeing double or do I see two dweebs!"

"Yeah that what you and ya goons are goin'n be once we're done with you. Leave 'em alone!"

"Oh and whatcha going to do, street girl? Cry?" the bully laughed. But his laughter died once his face met her fist. He was SO in for it now. Skittles block his punch with her hand and threw him over her head. Abel and Obi chased the other bullies around the play ground with sticks.

"Oh God! Let's get out of here before the maniac girl gets us!" screamed the leader.

He and his crew ran out of the park screaming like little girls.

"AND STAY OUT!" yelled Skittles.

"Thanks…" said the St. Charles boy.

"Hey no prob. Anytime." Skittles said with a grin as she held out her hand.

"You guys aren't bad at all. I knew those rumors were false. My name is Andrew Yin Digsby but call me Drew. These are my friends, Ayla Ranzze, and Jordan Brande." Said the boy as he shook her hand, "What's yours?"

"The name's Anita Yang Dox, call me Skittles. And these are my buddies, Abel Smith and Oblinara Reginald."

"Wow that's a weird but cool name, Skittles," smiled Ayla.

"Yep."

"Hey Drew, she looks just like you," said Jordan. Skittles and Drew's eyes went wide. They turned and looked at each other. He was right, it was like staring right into a mirror only Drew's reflection had longer hair and had a petite shape. A girl version of Drew.

"Ok weird," Skittles said. She looked freaked out.

"How did you guys learn those moves?" asked Drew.

"From our relatives and people we see everyday," Abel said, thumping his chest proudly.

"Cool, you want to play basket ball?" said Obi.

"Sure."

At the end of the day, the six of them stared into the sun set, each of them wondering how life of the other person from the opposite street is.

"So what's it like growing up over there?" Drew asked Skittles.

"It's hard. You have to learn at an early age to fight for survival there. My mom doesn't have a job and my big brother who I used to admire is no fun no more. He hangs out with losers now. What's life in the rich road?"

"Stupid. Your life sounds way too cool. You don't have to be nagged by a nanny, or dress in the same clothes each day just to get picked on cause your not cool. It's sooooooooooooooo boring! Everything is sooooooooooooo boring when you live large!"

"Really, cause I usually see you and your sister walking down to St. Charles and you guys get those gourmet lunches and ride in helicopters. I wish I could live in your life."

"Oh? Cause I wish I could live in your life. I mean you are a warrior on the streets. I would give anything to learn those moves. And be tough!"

The two looked at each other. The same idea popped into both of their minds. Their friends drew in their breath. This would not end with a good bang.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" asked Skittles with a gleeful smile

"Yep."

"Let's trade places and see how the other life is!" they yelled. Their friends stood up in horror. They grabbed each of them and dragged them opposite directions.

"Are you nuts, Drew? You're going to kill yourself!" screamed Jordan as he shook his friend violently.

"You don't know the area. Plus what if her brother and mother find out, then what?" Ayla said, hugging his sleeve.

"I'll be fine, guys."

"Skittles, your condition! You always get into a fight!" yelled Abel.

"So?"

"So? Skittles, please you don't know his family, they're rich!"

"Guys, I've been dreaming about this my whole life and besides, Drew and I look alike."

"One problem," said Drew. Skittles turned around.

"I have short hair."

"Oh."

Ayla and Obi looked at each other. "We can help with that!" they said giggling.

The two kids switched outfits and came out nearly looking exactly like the other. Obi and Ayla grabbed Skittles and teased her hair till it looked short and like Drew's.

"Whoa! It's like looking at…me," he said. Skittles's clothes fit him nicely. They gave each other their inventory and the picture of their family.

"Now, you have to just tell Brainy that you got a detention. Oh and tell him that the reason why you got a hair cut is because Abel dared you to chew a whole mess of bubble gum," Skittles smiled.

"Hey!" yelled Abel.

"And you just say that your day was fine if Aunt Ashley asks you. Also I did my home work at school so don't worry about that, ok?"

"Sure. Let's meet up after school to give an update, ok?"

"K."

Jordan stepped forward and gave out walkie-talkies. "Just in case anything goes wrong and we can talk to each other at night," he said with a sad smile, "Good luck Drew."

"We'll make sure that he'll be safe," said Obi. Jordan blushed at her.

"Take care, Kit," Abel said as he and his pal gently smacked their knuckles together.

"I will."

The two groups left with other's friend. Inside, Drew and Skittles felt sad that they would be leaving their siblings to live in the others life with complete strangers. Both knew that this was a test survival but how long would this secret last?