"Welcome to Sky High. I am the current President of the school, Layla, and if you follow me then I can give you a tour of the school that will lead to Power Placement," This Layla chick said.
She had dirt red hair and a smile that I though was permanently plastered to her face. Bet you any money that she was a tree hugger and had some sort of power related to the earth.
So as she showed us the whole school- but I barely took notice or cared about what she had shown or told us-, we ended up at the gym where there was a guy dressed up in a blue coaches uniform stood. Around the floor there was a wall that divided the floor of the gym to the seats. Probably for safety reasons.
"Okay, I have gone through this before, so don't sweat it," Layla said reassuringly.
"What is your power anyway?" some random first year asked.
"I can manipulate plants," Score one for Rouge!
Oh yeah, I forgot to tell y'all about myself. Well, for one, my name is Rouge l'Ange de la mort. Yes, I have French in my bloodline. My power is… well you'll find that out when I get placed. The reason I came here was because of my parents. I have a long line of terrible run ins with people I wish to forget.
My mother is the beautiful Red Siren and my father is the blazing Phoenix Fire. Both very powerful people that has saved countless lives. Behind the scenes they are known as Angelina l'Ange rouge and Antonio de la mort. My mother is known as the Siren because of her power to manipulate the minds of anyone, her beautiful visage, melodic voice, and the way she traps people. My father is known as the Phoenix Fire because of he can fly, heal, create and manipulate fire, so he is basically like the Human Torch from the Fantastic Four- which I have met before- but picture a Phoenix when flying.
From my mother is where I got my creamy porcelain skin, silky long black hair, beautiful figure, and all the other features. On my dad's side was where I got the personality and eyes from- black with the ring of red.
Okay, back to the present. Coach Boomer had gone through everyone and it was finally my turn. Well it wasn't really a shocker to everyone else seeing as though I was the only one left standing at the entrance of the gym.
"Rouge l'Ange de la mort. Says here that you are going for your junior year, a little late to be at a new school isn't it?" he teased.
Okay, now I have a serious dislike for the man. I just rolled my eyes at him and clicked the gum in my mouth. I walked up onto the platform and just gazed nonchalantly at the coach. Since I didn't pay attention to what had happened before hand, I really didn't know what to do, but it wasn't like I showed it.
"What is your power?" he asked.
"I copy,"
"What?"
"C. O. P. Y." I spelt out for him as though he were slow or something. I think he was, by the look on his face, I think he is retarded or something.
"I heard you the first time, but care to explain that more?"
"I can look at a person and copy their power," I sighed but wasn't finished. Boomer was about to say something, but I cut him off with the rest of my explanation. "I can copy and strengthen or decrease the amount of power when I release it. When I know the power, I also store it in a little memory bank so that I can use it again at will later on. Plus I have a few powers that are my own," I crossed my arms and stared at the bewildered faces around me.
"Show us," I sighed and rolled my eyes. But if I must.
"GOT IT NOW!" I shouted using Coach Boomers power times two. So this literally blew him away. I also think that the room shook a little.
"HERO!" was what he boomed, but a little quieter than mine.
I shrugged and walked off the platform. The bell rang that signaled that first period was over. A few people congratulated me and awed at my power but I could care less. This wasn't anything new to me, got used to the praise when you have parents like mine.
I walked with my new schedule in hand and walked the way towards second period- Mad Science with Mr. Medulla. On the way I was stopped by a group of people. Hippie girl was there and was the one who stopped me.
"Hi, I'm Layla. These are my friends," She introduced me.
The first one was Will Stronghold- Layla's boyfriend. He had super strength and could fly. There was a little familiarity there, but I can't remember what it was.
Next to him was Zach he could glow. I could have guessed with the bright colors that he wore. Though I really didn't see the point to a glowing anatomy.
Beside him was Magenta. Yeah, guessed with all the purple she was wearing. Her power was shape shifting, though she could only shift into a guinea pig. I could see that there was a little spark between her and Zach, must be together.
Then Layla introduced me to Ethan. He could melt. Weird, I know. But I have seen weirder.
"Hey, where is Warren?" Layla wondered out-loud.
"He went to class right after placement," Ethan informed us all.
"Who's Warren?" I asked slightly out of place.
"Oh! Warren Peace. You'll meet him at lunch," Layla told me.
The warning bell rung and we all said our goodbyes and see ya later before we headed off to class. I conveniently had this class with Will.
"At least I don't have to walked around the place like an idiot" I thought to myself.
We didn't talk the way there I just followed him. There really is something familiar about him, but what?
When I reached the classroom and saw who the teacher was, I bit back a laugh. It looked like he had a butt surgically placed on the back of his head.
"Ah, Mr. Stronghold, Ms. Ange, will you kindly take your seats so we can continue on with our lesson?"
Will hurried to his seat while I just took my time finding a place to sit- though the only place was beside Will. This irked Mr. Medulla a little, but I guess he let it slide.
"Now, today we will be creating a Ray gun," Then he went on about what the perks are, how to assemble one perfectly without it backfiring when you used it, and what you shouldn't do. Then, he left us to make one on our own with our partner- the person beside us.
"Okay," I said and faced Will.
He looked a little lost and tried to fit pieces together, but with the knowledge that I have, I knew that he was doing it wrong. So I stopped his hand before he placed the power source in the wrong spot and the whole thing would explode.
"Stop, if you put that there the whole thing would blow up in our faces and permanently remove our eye brows." I took the power source and put it on the tabletop. I disassembled the whole thing and told him what he did wrong. "Okay, if you put that there, it wouldn't have been a ray gun, but a bubble gun and those are like completely opposite. That wouldn't get the job done the way you want it too. Here let me do this," I waved my hand on top of all the pieces and they all started to assemble right before our very eyes. I saw the look of amazement and his mouth about to say something, but I cut him off, "Yes, I met a techno path before."
The bell rang for lunch and Mr. Medulla reluctantly gave us a passing grade before dismissing the class.
Now, this time when Will and I walked it wasn't silent. We were on the topic on our lives when we reached our destination, the cafeteria. We split up after that; he went to the group while I went to the lunch line.
After I had gotten all that I wanted to eat, I walked over to the group and sat down. We all chatted, goofed off and cracked a joke here and there; it was as though I had known them my whole life. I had actually opened up to them this quick.
"Hey Rouge, your name is French right?" Ethan inquired.
"Mhm," was the sound I made cause I really couldn't say anything since I was taking a sip of my juice.
"Then what does it mean?"
"Red, the angel of death," I answered.
"Whoa, dark," was what Zach said out loud. That kinda earned him a slap on the arm from Magenta.
"Eh, it's nothing major," I lied and hid very well.
"Anyways," Layla said breaking the little silence spell that was cast over the table. "Where did you go to school before here Rouge,"
"Xavier's school for gifted youngsters in San Francisco," I responded with.
"Cool… Hey Warren!" Layla waved to someone behind me.
I turned around and met a very intimidating lad behind me. Alluring smoky brown eyes, perfect tan skin, defined body tone that you could see even though he had layers of clothing on, long shoulder length brown hair with a single streak of crimson in it. I could tell what his power was without even asking.
Pyro.
" C'est très magnifique," I breathed out.
"Warren, this is Rouge. Rouge this is Warren," Layla introduced us,
"Hey," he said curtly.
"Allo," I said with my slight French accent that lured most males. Sometimes I hate my mom's power.
He sat down across from me and started to read. I stared off into space, but didn't notice that I was staring at Warren.
"What are you looking at?" He asked rudely. He had the annoyed and angry vibe coming off of him. I either caused it, or he just wasn't having the best of days. Eh, I can't tell.
"Nothing," I said and turned from him. I could distinctly hear him huff.
Well ain't that rude. Let's see if I can annoy him a hell of a lot more. I smirked and clicked a new piece of gum.
So there is the first part. Sorry if it sucks a little. I'll change it when the whole thing is over. Tell me what you think of my story.