Note: I don't own Sky High or any of the characters in it all though I wish I did :D If I did, the story would be a bit more teen rated and I'd be with Warren ;D But my friend called dibs so I let her have him. But, I do own all my OCs

Katie's POV

I woke up with a start and my hand flew to my throat, clutching at my brother's necklace which was…missing. I scrambled out of bed and tore through my drawers, flipped my mattress, and rummaged around in my closet. Coming up empty handed, I ran down the stairs, nearly knocking over my barely awake twin sister Kat as she shuffled out of her room.

"What the hell got into that pyro," Kat mumbled as she reluctantly followed me down the stairs. She walked into the living room to find me under the coffee table searching for something.

"Katie," she said as she walked up behind me. I didn't respond. "Katie?" Her voice was rising in agitation. Still, I didn't reply. "Katherine!" I finally turned to look at her, my eyes bright and glossy with unshed tears. Kat, who—trust me on this one—was never at a loss for words, was stunned silent. She hadn't seen me cry since the day we'd found out our mother, Natalia Star, had been killed by Barron Battle.

"I can't find it Kat! I can't find Char's necklace!" My voice cracked, showing just how close to tears I was. Kat grabbed the silver chain around her neck that held our older brother Charlie's favorite lucky ring on it. I swear I could feel the pain that stabbed at her heart at the mention of his name. The memory of the morning he died flashed in my mind, still as freshly raw and painful as ever after seven years, before I pushed it away. I was blinking back tears so I didn't see the flash of silver on the back of my black Skillet t-shirt as I turned around to continue searching for my brother's necklace. But of course, ever observant as her name sake, Kat did.

"Katie," said Kat. Once again, her words fell on deaf ears. She grabbed my arm and yanked me around to face her. She grabbed Char's necklace form where it was hanging from the collar of my shirt. She placed it over my head before pulling me into a hug.

"Char wouldn't want you to beat yourself up about it Katie," she mumbled in my ear before pulling back. I wiped at my eyes and Kat cursed as she caught sight of the clock on the wall. "We gotta get ready for school."

I shuddered at the mention of Sky High. It was going to be torture to attend a school full of super powered kids. Kat slapped me upside the head, much like Gibbs off of NCIS, our favorite show, and shuffled out of the room. I heard her mumble, "That stupid pyro made me miss my beauty sleep," as she disappeared upstairs. I grinned and counted to three after I heard her door slam. I loved having such a caring sister. Her door opened and she screamed, "Give me back my new bag you walking matchstick!" I laughed as I jogged up the stairs, dodging the snowball thrown my way. Besides, she was really fun to mess with.

I quickly dressed in baggy, black cargo pants, a black tee with a flame design on one side, red fingerless gloves, and my favorite black combat boots. I brushed my teeth, secured my hair back with a pair of black chopsticks and jogged down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen to find Kat watching the toaster and humming the chorus to "Sugar, We're Going Down" by Fall Out Boy, a discarded silver wrapper on the counter next to her. When the toaster dinged, I snagged one of the Poptarts that flew into the air and sidestepped Kat as she tried to smack me. She growled at me before biting into her own Poptart.

"Is that really what you're wearing?"

I turned to Kat and raised a brow at her. The only thing really the same about us was the blood running through our veins. We both have brown hair but mine is a few shades lighter and laced with red streaks. Kat's is laced with icy blue and blonde streaks. My eyes are brown with a reddish tint and hers are an ice blue. While my favorite colors are black and red, Kat's are blue and black. We're both curvy but my hips are slightly larger and her butt is a bit bigger. I think you guys are starting to get the picture.

"You're one to talk," I quipped back around a mouthful of cookies and crème deliciousness. Kat was dressed in ripped skinny jeans tucked into below the knee Chuck Taylor's, a navy tank top with a snowflake design on her hip, and a short leather jacket.

She rolled her eyes and grabbed her black leather satchel and the house keys from the dish by the door. I followed her out and she locked up behind me. Neither of us were morning people so we walked to our bus stop in silence, Kat drinking her Red Bull and me chugging my tea. Yeah, I happen to like tea. Get over it.

"Katie! Katie!" A little ball of energy barreled into me as I arrived at our stop, throwing me off balance and nearly knocking me to the ground.

I looked down at Tori, whose smile was so big I would be surprised if she didn't need Botox in the near future. Dressed in a pair of jeans, a Pikachu shirt, her long dark her hanging loose around her and large blue eyes dotted with green flecks, she was the epitome of cuteness. No one believed how dangerous the little Pokémon obsessed munchkin was until it was too late…for them.

"What are you so happy about," I grumbled. Tori was practically oozing happiness about her sophomore year at Sky High while I didn't want to go to that stupid floating piece of crap that qualified as a school at all. But after what had happened at my old school, I had no other choice. I needed to learn how to control my temper and the power flares that went with or the next time I lost it would be a hell of a lot worse.

"I get to retake my power placement test!" I groaned at the mention of power placement. Tori might want to do it since her powers had just come in but I just thought of it as a way for a bunch of Neanderthals to show off. I looked over at Ashley and Sapphire and they just shrugged helplessly.

"Here comes the bus," said Kat as she finished her Red Bull. I turned to see an ordinary looking yellow school bus driving toward us. Ash, Phire, and Tori walked to the edge of the sidewalk as the bus pulled up. Kat shuddered as she stared at it before looking around at all the houses on the street. Not seeing anyone, she shrugged of her jacket and let angle type wings of ice sprout from her back.

"The bus rides' that bad?" Kat didn't normally use her wings and I'd never heard her complain about the bus before so her choosing to fly instead of taking the seemingly ordinary bus made me a bit nervous.

"Tori likes it."

I froze at that. If Tori liked the bus then it was some type of flying metal death trap that I wasn't riding. I valued my life too much.

I started taking off my backpack when Ashley grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the bus. "Nuh-unh, Katie. Phoebe wants you riding the bus so you're gonna ride it. And don't you even think about sprouting your wings 'cause I'll douse you in water so fast." She threw me an amused smirk over her shoulder as I scrambled to keep up with her. I cast Kat the universal look for 'help me' but she just shook her head and laughed.

"Ash is right. Aunt Phoebe did say you had to ride the bus today. I believe it was something about keeping your ass outta trouble."

I glared at Kat as she wiggled her fingers in a wave before taking off towards Sky High. I guess it was her way of getting back at me for always messing with her. Whoever had said payback was a bitch seriously should've kept their big mouth shut.

Author's Note: I know this chapter was kind of slow but I promise to pick up the pace. I don't know when I'll upload again but please try to review. Thanks my sweets!

~Gail