Disclaimer: I do not own Sky High or anything affiliated with it. They all belong to Disney.

Summary: When Elise Auditore gets on the Sky High bus by accident she finds herself on the ride of her life.

Buses Don't Fly

I stood at the bus stop, tapping my foot impatiently and glancing at my watch every few seconds. The bus was supposed to have arrived by now - so either it had arrived early and I missed it, or, it was running incredibly late. Either way, it was not the most enjoyable way to be starting my senior year at a brand new high school.

I still wasn't quite sure why my parents had decided to uproot me from our home in Connecticut to California, but I wasn't pleased. The job transfers came after the decision to move - and mom and dad were never very straightforward about their decision. Or maybe they were, and I had just missed it while being busy acting bitter towards them.

After adjusting my pink backpack on my shoulder, I ran a hand through my long brown hair, pulling at the tangles as I went. I looked awful today; half of my clothes hadn't shown up from the move, and of course, the ones that had were my grungy ones. I had hoped to at least impress with my first day outfit, but here I was, waiting for the bus in faded and torn blue jeans, and a very old, also faded Care Bears shirt. I hadn't really bothered to do much in the way of makeup that morning either; just a bit of mascara and some lip gloss.

I was about to turn away from the stop and head back home when I heard the loud school bus engine roaring toward me.

"Finally," I muttered.

I watched in surprise as the bus pulled to a stop beside me. It was a small bus, much smaller than I had expected. The doors swung open, revealing a slightly larger man with a name-tag that read 'Ron'.

"You waiting for the bus?" he asked, with a wink.

My jaw almost dropped. There was no reason in my mind for a random bus driver to wink at a teenage girl. Maybe he didn't mean anything by it and I was just being ultra-sensitive? Maybe he was just weird that way. But with the foul mood I was in, it took everything in me not to make a snappy and sarcastic response. Biting my tongue, I simply nodded.

"Well, get on then," he said with a smile, far too chipper for this early in the morning.

I smiled weakly back and climbed the steps. I headed to the only empty seat near the back of the bus and I could feel the students sizing me up. Some of them stared at me with totally curious expressions on their faces, and it made me wonder if I had suddenly grown a third head or something.

As I walked I noticed all the students were my age. Odd. I didn't think they had separate buses at for separate grades.

I sat down in the empty spot, which happened to be next to the most intimidating looking guy on the bus. He had long black hair and dark eyes that, for a moment, seemed to have flames dancing in them. He looked like your typical rock'n'roll biker guy; big muscles, dark band t-shirt, and tattered jeans. At least I wasn't so out of place with my jeans.

Smiling feebly I held out my hand. "I'm Elise."

He glanced at my hand for a moment then raised his eyebrow and looked away. "Warren," he muttered before pulling the headphones around his neck up over his ears and turning up the volume.

I dropped my hand and felt a crimson blush rise in my cheeks.

I didn't have much time to think on what had just occurred, however, because next thing I knew, the door had closed, and the bus driver was switching hats, ripping off his badge, and giving some speech about holding on tight. Somewhere within his speech I caught the words 'Sky High'. Then, before I knew what was happening, the entire bus transformed, and I was strapped down to my seat as the bus propelled itself into the air.

I thought for a moment I was going insane. Maybe the creep beside me had been snorting shrooms or something before getting on the bus, and I had somehow inhaled some of it. At this point, I wasn't quite sure what to think. Maybe I was just dreaming.

I closed my eyes tightly and gripped the seat, hoping when I opened them everything would be normal.

No such luck. I waited until the bus had come to a complete stop and opened my eyes to find myself staring at the strangest, most high tech looking school I had ever seen. In big bold letters above the front door was a sign reading 'Sky High'.

I was in a daze as I made my way off the bus, staring at the front doors with my mouth hanging wide open in shock.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and spun around to find a girl with bright orange hair staring at me with a curious expression on her face. I recognized her from the bus, as well as her companion, a cute boy with brown hair and an amazing smile.

"Are you ok?" she asked. "You look a little pale and shocked."

"I'm uhh... I… think I'm going insane..." I mumbled. "I could have sworn our bus just flew, and the sign on the school said 'Sky High'."

They both blinked at me, a concerned look spreading across the girl's face.

"Uhh… that's because it did fly, and you are at Sky High," the boy said, his tone suggesting he found it odd I didn't see it as normal.

I blinked several times letting his words sink in. A funny butterfly-like feeling started to rise from my stomach and I began to get very dizzy. Thoughts and questions began to run so fast through my mind I couldn't think straight. Then, the world began to spin.

"I think I got on the wrong bus," I mumbled as I felt my body collapse beneath me, and everything went black.