Fait Lux
Summary: And God breathed unto the world "Fait Lux." Let there be light. And he saw that it was good.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sky High. I do own Leticia, but that's it.
A/N: Quick little thing here. Just for fun, I thought I'd name the chapters after songs in my media player. So, virtual cookies for whomever can guess the group or person who did the song. Mind you, I didn't think of this until I was typing chapter nine, so if where I put the title in to the chapter doesn't quite fit, I did my best. Now, on with the story.
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Chapter One
Sooner or Later
Hi, I'm Tish, and this is me telling you about the wondrous and terrifying adventure that was my first year at a strange and exciting place called Sky High.
I was woke up that morning, just like every other morning, by my annoying twin brother.
"Come on, sis!" he shouted from my door. "Wake up!" I grumbled from under my covers and waved him away with an arm.
"You've got five seconds, Zach," I growled. He ran from the doorway, closing the door behind him, and I tore the covers from my body, revealing myself to the bon vivant lifestyle that I lived. My black hair fell to my shoulders as I brushed it out. I threw some clothes on and brushed my teeth before heading down to the kitchen.
"Morning, Dad," I said, kissing him on the cheek before sitting down.
"Nice choice, Leticia," he said, motioning to my black and red striped tie as he took a sip of his coffee.
"Thanks," I said as I poured myself some cereal.
"Lucky Charms!" Zach said excitably as he entered the room. "Mah favorites!" His smile fell as the last few pieces tumbled into my bowl. "Do you always have to do that?"
"Possibly," I said as I poured some milk into aforementioned bowl. Zach grumbled something that I chose to pretend not to hear as he pulled out some other kind of cereal.
"So," Dad said as we ate our cereal. "It's your first day at Sky High." He paused, as if stealing himself for something. "Don't do anything that would have upset your mother, God rest her soul. No fighting, no bullying, and, please, please make hero. I know that you, Zach, won't tell either of us if you found your power, but I'm sure it's enough." He looked at his watch. "Now get out of here, you two, or you'll miss the bus."
Once dismissed, we grabbed our respective bags and made our way out to the bus stop.
"Can you believe it, Tish?" Zach asked as we waited for the bus. "We're going to Sky High." His voice seemed full of awe.
"Eh," I said with a shrug. He looked scathingly at me for my lack of enthusiasm. "I knew we'd get here sooner or later. Besides, you forget. I've been there before, when I went to homecoming with Brian last year."
"How is he lately?" Zach asked. "I mean, how was the retrieval operation?"
"Good, last I heard," I said.
"Don't you think what you did was a little harsh?" Zach said.
"I still say that he kicked himself in the balls," I said. I laughed, and Zach joined in, albeit reluctantly. The bus pulled up and we boarded, taking the second to last seats, Zach in one, me in the other. A few stops later, Will and Layla boarded. The bus driver, Ron Wilson, made a big to-do about Will, who declined to sit in the front seat.
"Yo, Will," Zach said as Will and Layla made their way to the back. "Hey, how ya doin'?"
"Hey Layla," I said. Will sat next to Zach and Layla sat next to me. "How was your summer?"
"Oh, it was good," Layla said. "Mom took me to the botanical garden on the other side of town a lot."
"That's pretty cool," I said, looking across the isle just in time to see Zach clap his hands together and say 'BAM.' "Now what, Emeril?" Zach ignored me completely.
"That's great," Will said. "So, what- what is it?" Zach looked at him like he was an idiot.
"You have to wait and see like everyone else," he said, looking pointedly at me. "But it's awesome, man. It's awesome! I mean, come on. It's not like you ever powered up in front of us." Will started looking a little uncomfortable, so I decided to put my two cents in.
"Well, your secrets won't last long," I said. "My ex told me that on the first day you have to show your powers in view of the entire class." We were suddenly propelled into the back of the seat in front of us as Ron almost forgot a kid.
"Sorry!" he called back to everyone. Many of us groaned in response as one kid got on. Ron closed the door, muttering to himself. He switched hats and ripped a patch off the sleeve of his shirt before turning to face us. "Next stop, Sky High!"
The bus turned onto an under-construction off ramp, orange cones on either side of us. We sped towards the end of the ramp at increasingly alarming speeds.
"Where are we?" Layla asked. Not a second later, safety belts wrapped themselves around us and a bar came out of the seat in front of us, like on a roller coaster.
"Hang on back there!" Ron said. He muttered something and started pulling toggles and gauges from the most random places as we sped towards the edge and our impending doom. "Here we go!"
The bus reached the edge, and all of us freshmen screamed as gravity pulled us towards the residential area below. Suddenly, unseen (at least by us) boosters forced the bus into the air and forward. We did a few unnecessary aerial maneuvers before the ride calmed down.
"There she is," Ron said as the school came into view. "Sky High. Kept aloft by the latest in antigravitational propulsion, she is in constant motion as a precaution against those who otherwise might have nefarious plans, her location supplied only to a few highly qualified individuals such as myself, Ron Wilson, bus driver." We came in for a landing.
"Smooth and easy," Ron said. Suddenly, the whole bus shook violently as the wheels touched down. "Sorry!" he again called back. He opened the door and we all left the bus.
Once off the bus, everyone stopped to stare at the giant school. A couple of kids flew in on nothing but their feet, and a squad of identical cheerleaders was doing some welcome back cheer. One guy used his eyebeams to jolt a preppy girl's behind, and she turned around and froze him and his friend to the lawn. All seven cheerleaders started jumping and cheering, and they all joined into one.
A great blur surrounded us freshmen, corralling us into a tighter group. "Anyone else feel like cattle?" I asked. Somebody looked at me as if I were crazy, but nobody else noticed what I had said. The blur disappeared, and a rather rotund boy skidded to a stop in front of us.
"Hey, freshmen!" said the large boy. "Your attention, please." A tall thin boy slinkied his way down the front steps next him.
"I'm Lash," the skinny one said. "Uh, this is Speed." He indicated the portlier one. "As representatives of the Sky High welcoming committee," he began.
"We'd be happy to collect that fifteen dollar new student fee," 'Speed' finished as 'Lash's' arm extended itself to one of the kids. Ethan, I think it was.
"Umm, there was nothing about a new student fee in the handbook," Ethan said. I turned to Zach.
"There was a handbook?" I said. He shrugged. A preppy-looking girl in pink walked up to Lash.
"Okay, guys," she said. "Very funny. I'll take over from here." Lash and Speed scoffed a bit and left. She turned to us. "Hi, I'm Gwen Grayson, your student body president. I know you're all going to love it here at Sky High." And, that's where she lost my interest. I was rather more drawn to the tall, broodingly dark figure, which I had often seen at one of my favorite eating spots, making his way up the steps. People scattered to get out of his way. He stopped halfway up and, as if sensing my eyes on him, turned to look at me. I found my amber eyes looking into a pair deep brown ones. We stared each other down, neither wanting to be the first to look away, when Zach pushed me towards the school and the contact was broken. I looked to where he had been before, but he was gone. I followed Gwen with the rest of the freshmen on a whirlwind tour of the school, during which we all donned nametags. We ended up in the gym, where Gwen left us.
The gym was large and empty, with a podium at the far end, and bleachers all around that just screamed 'back pain.' We were all whispering amongst ourselves when a bright white ball of energy came zooming up over our heads. It stopped and spun at the podium, where it turned into a woman in a white power suit who oddly made me think of Wonder Woman.
"Good morning," she said. "I am Principal Powers. On behalf of all the faculty and staff, welcome to Sky High." At this point she had to pause because Zach let out a cheer, which nobody joined in on. I inched a few steps away as Powers gave him 'the look.' You know, that look that teachers give when you're being a little over enthused? "In a few moments," she continued, "you will go through Power Placement and your own heroic journey will begin." She continued to talk, but I tuned her out. I'd already heard all of this from Brian, the guy I dated all through the previous year. He was in Hero classes, a year above me. He thinks he's so cool just because he can climb walls. Whoop de friggin doo. I can't wait to beat him down in Save the Citizen. I was torn from my thoughts by Powers shouting "Comets away" and turning into the ball of energy once more, though I'm guessing now that it was a comet. We watched her go, until our attention was averted to the guy rising out of a platform that, in and of itself, was rising out of the gym floor. Judging by the too-short gym shorts, the big glasses, the clipboard, and his general stance, I just knew we weren't going to get along.
A/N: Well, any ideas on who did the chapter title? I know! But, wait. It's my play list. Duh. Anyway, just tell me in a review. And, you can tell me what you think of my story. What a deal! Oh, and I want you guys to tell me if you think she's getting a little Mary Sue. I'm doing my best to keep her from it, but I'm bad at that. So, give me a nudge, or hit me over the head with a bat. That second option sounds the more effective of the two, but the first sounds a lot more pleasant.
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