Hero, Heroine

Disclaimer: I don't own Sky High. Believe me, if I did, certain things in that movie would be veryyyyyyyy different.

This is my very first LashOC fic. Enjoy! No flaming please.


The Prologue

Hero Heroine by Boys Like Girls

It's too late baby, there's no turning around
I got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud
This is how I do
When I think about you
I never thought that you could break me apart
I keep a sinister smile and a hole in my heart
You want to get inside
Then you can get in line
But not this time

Cause you caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine

I won't try to philosophize
I'll just take a deep breath then I'll look in your eyes
This is how I feel
And it's so surreal
I got a closet filled up to the brim
With the ghosts of my past and their skeletons
And I don't know why
You'd even try
But I won't lie

You caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine
Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?

And I feel a weakness coming on
It never felt so good to be so wrong
Had my heart on lockdown
And then you turned me around
And I'm feeling like a newborn child
Every time I get a chance to see you smile
It's not complicated
I was so jaded

And you caught me off guard
Now I'm running and screaming

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine
Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine
And I feel a weakness coming on
It never felt so good to be so wrong
Had my heart on lockdown
And then you turned me around
Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?
And I'm feeling like a newborn child
Every time I get a chance to see you smile
It's not complicated
I was so jaded

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine
And I feel a weakness coming on
It never felt so good to be so wrong
Had my heart on lockdown
And then you turned me around
Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?
And I'm feeling like a newborn child
Every time I get a chance to see you smile
It's not complicated
I was so jaded


"Morning mom!" I greeted as I skipped happily into the kitchen.

"Morning, dear." My mom smiled, looking up from her newspaper. "Don't you look cheerful?"

"Duh, I'm staring Sky High today." I said. "Plus Gabe is out of the house."

"Alice…" my mom gave me a disapproving look.

"I know, I know. But still, it's so cool!" I jumped up and down. "I wish you'd let me go to Sky High sooner."

"You didn't know how to control your powers yet."

"True. But still, I'm supposed to learn how to at Sky High. Not some ordinary school and home schooling."

"I thought you liked your old school?"

"Yeah, but I could never tell anybody about my powers. Which was so frickin' gay." I ate my cereal.

"Dear, language." my mom scolded. "Please refrain from swearing at Sky High. How are people supposed to trust me to teach their children when my own child swears like a drunken truck driver?"

"I guess that's true, Principal Powers." I joked.

That's right. My mom is the respected principal of Sky High. My dad? He's Italian and he has powers too, although he doesn't like to use them. You see, his power is psionic blasts, which makes him one of the most powerful heroes in the world. For those of you who don't know what that is, it's the ability to overload another person's mind causing pain, memory loss, unconsciousness or death after creating a psionic link to that person's mind. He could defeat any villain, without a doubt. Other heroes look down on him for not putting his powers to good use, but I guess my dad thinks that sort of power is disturbing. So he travels the world now. His last email said he was in Sub-Saharan Africa right now building a school for the kids there. And that's a totally different kind of heroism.

I have a brother, too. Gabriel. Oh yes, the world's most irritating, arrogant, dimwitted brother. He graduated as a hero from Sky High last year and moved to a house dad bought for him in Italy, which is good for me because he won't be around to annoy me. His power is power negation, which is the ability to cancel other people's superpowers. I told you he was irritating. And the worse part is I can't summon a knife to throw at him.

And me? My name is Alice Seraphine Powers. Scratch the Seraphine part. I absolutely loathe my middle name. I have what people call 'ice blue' eyes and long ash brown hair that reaches my waist. Everyone always admires it, saying how healthy and silky it looks since I take extremely good care of my hair. Hey! That rhymes! Anyway… I'm 5 feet 10 inches, so I guess I tower over a lot of people. I'm not skin-and-bones skinny, but I do a lot of exercise and have a toned stomach, so that's good enough for me. My skin tone is pretty fair, but I can get tan easily thanks to my Italian heritage. And last but not least, my power. I'm telekinetic, which I'm sure you all know the meaning of.

"What did you do to your hair?" my mom questioned.

Oh yeah, I forgot to add. I dyed a streak of my hair hot pink yesterday.

"You don't like it?" I ran my hand through my hair.

"No, I hate it. With that and your horrid tongue piercing, you look like a delinquent." My mom complained.

Why do I keep leaving things out? Yes, I have a tongue piercing, along with my eleven ear piercings and my navel piercing. Not that my mom knows about that one…

"I do not! It looks nice." I defended. "Besides, it doesn't matter what people think. Aren't you always saying that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover?"

"Well, yes, but not if one of those books being judged is my daughter." she said.

"Hypocrite." I pouted. "Are you going to take me to school?"

My mom laughed, "No dear, you're taking the bus."

"What?!" I gasped. "The bus? Like a horribly yellow school bus with freaky disturbing kids shouting at the top of their lungs?"

"Precisely. All the other students do. I can't show any signs of favoritism, now."

"This isn't about favoritism, this is about my sanity!" I shouted.

"Now you're just being melodramatic." my mom stood up. "You should consider joining the drama club." she took her handbag and headed towards the front door.

"Where are you going?" I whined.

"To school. And so should you or you'll be late." she tapped her watch. "Meet me in my office the second you've arrived."

I groaned as she left the house. She was unbelievable! This was preposterous. She didn't expect me to take the bus every single day to school?!

You know how people always say the youngest child in the family is always spoilt? They're right.

I grabbed my neon pink and black messenger bag which was teeming with badges and ran out of the house. I was wearing a black tank top I bought at the concert of one of my favorite bands, Boys Like Girls, and faded grey skinny jeans. In celebration of my new checkered black and white Vans which seemed to compliment my outfit, I had painted my long nails checkered too. I walked reluctantly to the bus stop. My mood, pissed off, appeared to also match my outfit.

"Hey." a boy greeted me.

"Hi." I said, forcing a small smile.

"You getting on the bus to…" he gave me a knowing look.

"Yup. It's my first day." I told him.

"Oh, cool. I'm Will. Will Stronghold. I'm a sophomore." he introduced himself.

"Will Stronghold. You're way famous. I'm going to be a sophomore too!" I said. "My name's Alice Powers."

"As in Principal Powers' daughter?" he asked.

"The one and only."

"Wow. You're going to be famous too." he chuckled. "What's your power?"

"Telekinesis." I said.

"Cool, looks like we both have classic powers. I have super strength and flight." Will explained.

"Just like your parents. That's awesome, you have two powers!" I said.

"Yeah, it's really cool." Will agreed.

Okay, I'm going to fine him for the overuse of the word 'cool'.

"I wish I had my dad's powers." I admitted.

"Your dad is the Psylord, right? He's amazing." Will said.

"Not according to some people." I muttered. "They can't seem to accept the fact that he's retired."

"It's your dad's choice what he wants to do. I don't blame him for wanting a break from his superhero life."

"I think you're the first person who's ever said that." I smiled.

"Glad to be." he said.

The bus arrived and stopped in front of us.

"Welcome aboard!" the pudgy bus driver said as we entered the bus. "Are you new, madam?"

"Yup." I said.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Alice Powers."

"Powers? You're Principal Powers' daughter?" he said with shock.

"Yeah." I said. I was already fed up with people asking me.

"It's a pleasure! I'm Ron Wilson, bus driver." he shook my hand and gave me his name card.

"Umm… thanks." I said as I examined it.

"Please, take any seat you want. I can move the other people!" he insisted.

"No, that won't be necessary…" I slowly shifted away. Freaky, much?

Will sat down next to a blonde boy, "Hey Alice, sit here." he pointed at the seat in front of him.

"Do you mind?" I asked the girl wearing purple who was sitting next to the empty space.

"Nope." she shifted a bit to give me room and I sat there.

"Guys, this is Alice Powers. Alice, this is Zach and Magenta. Zach glows and Magenta can shapeshift into a guinea pig." he introduced us. The Zach guy was staring at me and drooling. Ew…

"You a freshman?" Magenta asked.

"Sophomore."

"How come you weren't around last year?"

"My mom didn't think I was 'ready'." I explained.

"Typical parents." Magenta rolled her eyes. "Wait… did you just say Powers?" Will nodded.

"You're Principal Powers' daughter?" Magenta questioned with a half-smile.

"Yeah…" I said.

"I guess you won't get in any trouble, huh?" Magenta said. "You gonna be a hero or a sidekick?"

"I don't know yet." I shrugged. I didn't want to have any high hopes.

"Alice is telekinetic. So she'll definitely be a hero." Will said.

"Oh. How nice for you." Magenta said with a hint of disappointment.

All of a sudden, the bus felt like it was hovering. Woah! I looked out the window. OH MY GOD WE'RE FUCKING FLYING!

I must have been showing my fear cause Magenta said, "Are you okay? First time, huh?"

Don't. Hurl. Seriously. Don't. I kept telling myself.

"I'm fine." I managed to say. Magenta gave me a strange look. I've never been a good liar.

After ten minutes of holding back my nausea, the bus landed on a floating school amidst the clouds. I had seen heaps of photos of Sky High, and it looked even bigger than I imagined.

I was the first out of the bus. I had to find a place to throw up!

"Alice?" I could hear Will call my name, but I completely ignored him and rushed inside to find a toilet.

Just before I was about to enter the girls' toilet, the door of the boys' toilet swung open and a small boy came running out screaming, followed by two guys laughing menacingly.

Bullies. What retards.

"Hey, pretty lady." the overweight bully said suggestively when he saw me. Okay, I definitely need to throw up NOW!

I burst into the nearest cubicle in the girls' bathroom and puked out my breakfast. This was so not how my first day in Sky High was supposed to start!

I cleaned myself up and found my way to my mom's… I mean… Principal Powers' office.

"You're late." my mom said as I walked into her office.

"I know! That damn bus made me all sick and I had to go throw up." I told her.

"You'll get used to it." she brushed away the problem. "Here is your timetable…" she handed me a piece of paper.

"Wait, what about the whole 'Power Placement' thing?"

"You don't need to, I know what you can do." she explained. "Here is a map of the school and your locker number and combination. The whole school has gym today, so I went ahead and bought you the gym uniform." she handed me another piece of paper and a sports bag.

"Thanks?" I said, struggling with the stuff in my hands.

"And just so you know, we don't have roll call here. We can automatically identify you when you walk through the front doors. You can go now. Have a productive day!" she smiled.

"Oh, I will." I said.


End of the first chapter! Please review so I know what you guys think.