-What do you mean you can't boil water for my cup noodles? Betty used to do whenever I asked!
-Well Betty's not working here anymore. My name is Susan and I'm not giving you hot water. Now why don't you be a nice girl and eat cafeteria food ?
-I'd rather starve, Susan.
Mary furiously grabbed her noodles and went back to her table where her friends were sat.
-I told you she wouldn't do it.
-Well thanks Anne. What am I supposed to do with my noodles now ?
-Why don't you just eat it with normal water ?
-It doesn't work that way idiot. What if I sneaked into kitchen and boiled some water myself ?
-Sneaking in wouldn't be a problem for you but I'm sure someone would notice the kettle working.
-Ugh...This is the sky high cafeteria. Don't we have a kettle dude or something?
-Kettleman? I'd love to see that. Well you've always got the notorious Warren Peace to spark some fire for you, but it might not be your noodles that gets cooked.
Mary looked at Warren's table. She's heard of him but never had enoug interest to speak to him. She could only see his broad back long hair from where she sat. He wore a leather jacket with big commando boots and baggy jeans. He had a red streak in his hair.
Now come to think of it, that guy definitely knew how to dress. Mary had a similar style herself. She was wearing a plain black t-shirt, black skinny ripped jeans and her favorite sleeveless red cardigan with commando boots. She even put on dark red nail polish to go with her cardigan, since it was the first day of second grade.
Suddenly she thought she and Warren could get on well with each other. She poured some water in her cup noodles and got up.
-Wait, don't tell me you're actually going to ask Warren for help.
-Why not?
She walked towards Warren's table. He was reading a book and eating at the same didn't look up to Mary who was standing right next to his table. She sat next to him in a bold manner and put on her widest smile.
-Hi Warren!
-Who are you ?
He looked at her as if she had green skin. There actually was a girl who had green skin in Sky High and now Mary felt bad for thinking that.
-What's with that look? Are you planning to burn me with your eyes ? Can you shoot flames out of your eyes too ? Now that would be amazing.
She said that with such amazement that Warren couldn't comprehend what was going on for a moment. He furrowed his eyebrows even closer.
-What? No. What are you here for ?
-I've got a small favor to ask.
She lightly pushed the cup of instant noodles towards Warren. He looked at the cup and back at Mary.
-What do you want me to do with this?
-Isn't it obvious? I just need you to heat it up a bit. Just a tiny bit. Betty used to give me hot water but this new lady won't!
-That's not my problem. I'm not heating up cup noodles for you.
-But what am I supposed to do now ?
-I don't care! Eat cafeteria food.
-I'd rather die of starvation.
-You won't eat cafeteria food but eat cup noodles ?
-Why? What's wrong with noodles? I love noodles!
-Nothing's wrong with noodles. Cup noodles are the problem. They aren't half as good as real ones.
-I'm aware of that but have you seen and Chineese restaurants around? I haven't!
-There is one.
-No there isn't!
-There is, I even work there and it has wonderful noodles.
-Aw, Warren, are you asking me on a date?
-What, no! I just want you to leave, that's all.
-Then get your pretty hands on the cup and heat it up for God's sake!
-Will you leave then?
-Yup.
Mary seemed pretty happy as Warren glared at her for a moment and held the cup of noodles. Soon Mary could smell the spices she had poured on noodles.
-Thank you!
-Whatever.
She glanced at his book one more time as she stood up and realized which book it was.
-Nice book. Don't bother buying the sequel, just come to me when you're finished. I'll give it to you.
Mary knew he would never come asking for the sequel but she offered nonethless.
-My name is Mary, by the way.
Warren looked up to her. He didn't put on that scary leave-me-alone-face anymore. She felt like it was the first time he was actually looking at her. His eyes trailed over her whole body and stopped on her face. He smirked.
-Nice to meet you, Mary.
She had never realized how handsome he was. His sharp canine teeth gave him a mischievious smile that was captivating. Smiling really suited him.
-Smiling suits you, you should do that more often.
With that, Mary was off to her table with her -finally- brewing hot noodles in her hands.