u Disclaimer: /u I do claim ownership of the Incredibles characters – this is merely a piece of fan fiction.

u The Setting: /u This story takes place a college for supers. There are various age groups at the school, as it isn't limited to just college levels. Violet however is there to attend the college portion. The characters have never met, so I suppose you could refer to it as taking place in a parallel dimension. Personalities are going to be the same, as well as a few side characters, example: Mirage. The rest of the characters – if they don't sound familiar that's because I made them up to help with plot reasons.

Chapter One

Violet took a deep breath and climbed her way up the steps towards the school. She had just stared college at a school for supers, and she was horribly nervous.

"Hi you must be Violet. Let me help you with that," a girl with straight blonde hair grabbed one of Violet's suitcases out of her hand.

"Uh, and you are?" Violet could still feel the butterflies in her stomach lurching about. She hoped she didn't sound rude, which was a bad habit of hers.

"Krista, I'm your room mate. Come on I'll show you to your room. " Krista walked through the large wooden double doors that had been propped open. Other students were bustling about with their own schedules. Violet had arrived late in the week, and she felt like everyone was well suited except for her. Krista led Violet down a large corridor and took a turn towards smaller hallways that contained the dorm rooms.

Violet was so consumed in observing her surroundings that she didn't notice where she was going.

"Oof," she felt like she had hit a brick wall. She had bumped into someone. That someone had remained standing while she had lost her balance and began teetering backward. An arm caught her around the waist and pulled her forward. She remained on her feet.

"Watch it, kid," grumbled a voice. Violet looked up. Her eyes were first drawn to the short brilliant red hair and then to his intense blue eyes. Violet stood there gawking her eyes slipping quickly over his form. Fit. Very fit. She examined the arms that had rescued her from falling, a little more closely.

"Sorry. Hi my name's Violet," she extended a hand expecting him to shake it. He glanced down at her hand and raised an eyebrow. Violet was momentarily confused when she realized her hand wasn't visible. She blushed, and made her hand visible.

"Buddy," grumbled Krista.

"Hello, Krista," smiled Buddy. "Staying out of people's heads I hope… Oh, that's right thanks to my little invention you can't read minds like you used to. That's what you get for stealing answers to tests out of peoples heads."

Krista glared at Buddy, but then she looked up a smile breaking on her face. "Mirage, how are you," she called to someone behind Buddy. Only there was no one there. Buddy's head whipped around, as he looked frantically for the one Krista was calling to. When he saw that no one was there he turned back to face Krista but she was gone.

Violet's hand had been snatched up as she was pulled away, with Krista in the lead. Starring back Violet caught a glimpse of the attractive man she had just met, and a small smile pulled at the corners of her mouth.

Once in their room Krista plopped Violet's suitcase onto the bed.

"So, you must have psychic abilities," commented Violet, wondering how she could bring up Buddy without seeming too interested in him.

Krista smiled. "Correct! And you have the ability to turn invisible."

"And create force fields," informed Violet.

"Awesome." Krista turned to her side of the room to mess with a few papers on her desk. She picked one up and handed it to Violet. "Here's your schedule."

Violet thanked her, while she was still trying to think of a way to ask about Buddy. "That guy…" began Violet.

"Carrot-head?" Krista asked, "Oh, he's a favorite of the Headmaster. He doesn't actually have powers, but he is supposedly a genius. What he doesn't know is that his stupid little gadget doesn't prevent me from seeing all thoughts. I can see the surface conscious thoughts. Like…" Krista's eyes narrowed in thought and then they sprang open. "Like how you totally have the hots for him!"

"Hey, don't use your powers on me," blushed Violet. She stared at Krista wondering if there was a way to hide what you were thinking.

Krista laughed. "He's much to old for you anyways. He's like five years older than you. He was supposed to be graduated within the year, but the Headmaster has him taking classes just to experience real school life. You see he could have been teaching when he was like sixteen."

Violet cleared her throat ready to ask her next daring question. "Is he seeing any body?"

"There is one thing you should know before I answer that… You see Mirage, one of the upper classmen, she is currently… pursuing Buddy and you would do well not to get into her way."

Violet crossed her arms. "She can't be that tough. What's her power?"

Krista shrugged. "I don't know I suppose seduction…" Krista laughed when she saw the look on Violet's face. "I'm kidding. I have no clue. I've only been talking to the kids around the school, and some kids want to wait and show their powers off in the training classes. That and there's only so much information a girl can learn through gossip."

Krista helped Violet finish unpacking and when they were done Krista voted on a tour of the campus. Violet went ahead, leading the way, and stepped out into the hall. Once more she found herself colliding with a solid fleshy object.

"Why do you keep bumping into me?" breathed a voice.

"I'm not doing it on purpose," informed Violet. "Maybe you should think about being in the right place at the right time."

Buddy stood in the doorway for a moment looking Violet over. "You're much easier to look at when parts of you aren't missing," he smiled mockingly. Then a voice called his name down the hall. His eyes grew wide. "Well, I've got to be going. And who says I wasn't at the right place at the right time," he winked and took of down the hall.

Violet smiled to herself satisfied. She turned to tell Krista she was wrong that there was nothing wrong with a little age difference. "You see Krista, Buddy…"

"What about Buddy," called a silky voice – the same one that had called after Buddy. Violet turned around and to see whom she knew must be Mirage. With a defeated sigh, Violet sized up Mirage's perfectly slender figure and gorgeous white hair that looked to be almost as silky as her voice.

"My name is Mirage. Have you seen a tall muscular redhead pass by here?"

Violet's mouth was open and the words flew out before she could think them through properly, "You must be the one Buddy was talking about."

"Buddy was talking about me?" Mirage asked.

"Oh, yes, he told us how well your name suited you."

Mirage paused waiting for Violet to explain further. "He warned us not to get to close lest we see through the illusion of your beauty. I'm sorry, but he ran away because he only dares to look at you from a distance." Violet's mouth shut and then she realized that she had probably not said the right thing, for Mirage was narrowing her eyes in rage. Violet sighed knowing that she had not even been at the school for a day and she had already made an enemy.