Title: Hurricane Heart.
Summary: Alexia Callaghan just wanted to get through her senior year of Sky High, but when her enemy becomes her Hero, that aspiration seems very far away.
Rating: T.
Pairing(s): Warren/OC.

Author's Note: I've been meaning to edit all this for a while. I've kinda lost interest in Sky High but maybe though editing, I will gain motivation to continue.

Disclaimer: I do not own Warren Peace or anything you recognise from Sky High. I only own my OCS and the general plot.

Hurricane Heart
By: Last Clean Tshirt

Chapter One
GRAVITY

Four years. Four years since the first time Alexia Callaghan had ridden the infamous school bus; if you could even call it a bus. She preferred the term 'anti-gravity death trap'. Four years, and she was still so paranoid that she couldn't resist giving it a hand in remaining upright. She liked to pretend it was on behalf of the sanity of the new freshman, but she knew it was only to satisfy her own fear.

She felt a light tap on her shoulder and whirled around to look at the reassuring smile her friend sent her between the seats. Lucas wished he could heal emotional pain as well as physical when seeing the fear in her eyes. She forced a smile back at him, though it looked more like a pained grimace, and turned her attention back to Ron, who was currently drawing 'whoops' of excitement from the 14-year-olds in the front of the bus.

If I die here, just know I will haunt you, Ron.

An additional gleeful cheer sounded from her left and she turned to glare at the boy sitting next to, making him laugh brightly. If she was any other girl on the bus, she may have swooned. But, she had seen him eat a Mars Bar off his unclean bedroom floor. Despite this knowledge, she sympathised with those around her who sighed in admiration.

"Shut up, Puck." Alexia punched him in the arm as she spoke.

"Loosen up, Lexi," he shot back, still smiling.

"I'll show you loose, Shakespeare wannabe. I'll loosen up your jaw for you."

"Please don't, he'll whine about it until I fix it for him. And, you know what happened last time," Lucas whispered in her ear.

"He's such a ponce."

"You love him."

Alexia let out a groan, sitting back in her seat as the safety bar lifted off her chest. She stood on shaky legs, before regaining control over the body and striding out of the bus as quickly as she could. When her booted feet hit the concrete, she restrained the urge to kiss the ground. Two boys and a tall girl followed after her, watching out for her steps. She stopped walking once she reached the stairs, waiting for her friends to catch up. She was still amused by the fact that she walked faster than her friends, despite their huge height advantage on her.

"Yo Alex, wait up!" The group groaned in chorus at the deep voice.

"Hey Marcus," she replied slowly, looking to her friends for help. They all shrugged.

"So, are you excited about sidekick selections?" he asked, breathless, leaning his tan hands on his knees.

"Sure am," she said. As long as I'm not paired up with you.

"Maybe I'll get lucky and have you," he breathed out. She caught onto his innuendo and rolled her eyes.

"Or, maybe, she'll get me," Puck interrupted, uncomfortable with Marcus' insinuations.

"Or me," the girl, Alyssah, spoke up for the first time that morning. And, although her voice was small and quiet, Marcus took a couple steps back from the pair.

"Well, we know she won't be assigned to me," Lucas said, attempting to dispel some tension. It worked, as most of his plans did.

The group let out a chuckle, Marcus' was faint and awkward. Alexia's laughter fell away quickly, however, when a familiar head of dark hair strolled past. The owner and Alexia exchanged glares and then turned their separate attentions away from each other, refusing to let the other think they meant too much to the other.

"Are you and Warren going to stop loathing each other any time soon?" Alyssah asked, timid voice melting away to reveal a smooth smokiness men died for. "I don't remember why you guys even started hating each other in the first place."

Alexia knew exactly why she hated him. She did not, however, know why he shared in her hatred. As far as she knew, she'd never done anything to elicit such a response to her dislike. She supposed it had been hate on first sight for him. She counted that to their vastly different reputations. Warren had always been a bit of an ass, eluding everyone and giving off his typical 'look at me and I'll burn your eyebrows off' attitude. This had gradually decreased since Homecoming dance last year, when he'd been spotted saving the school along with a group of freshmen. So what if one of them was Will Stronghold; his father was pompous anyway.

Alexia's reputation was somehow the same and the opposite. People saw her as some kind of freedom fighter, setting herself up into a sidekick rank despite her lineage and powers. Layla Williams had even praised her for it, to which she'd rolled her eyes again and walked down the hallway to get away.

"My dear Alyssah," Puck exclaimed, reeling the attention of several passers-by and making Alyssag blush at their stares. Alexia reached over to squeeze her wrist softly. "Isn't it simple enough for you?"

Alyssah shook her head, sheepishly.

"Warren and Alexia obviously have the major hots for each other!"

Lots of the students turned at that, including the leather-clad loner himself. A cruel scowl painted across his face, as if he was disgusted by the idea of liking Alexia. She wore a matching expression, though had a tinge of an embarrassed red had peaked across her cheeks. She growled low in her throat and grabbed Punk by the ear, only letting go once he let out a shriek. She smirked in triumph.

"She didn't deny it!"

"She totally likes him."

"They're perfect for each other. He's a prick, she's a prick. It's terrifying and cute."

"No way, what a bitch! She's leading Marcus on too?"

She slowed to a stop, fury written on her freckled face; "Listen here, esteemed student body of Sky High," she said to the remaining people milling around the stairs. She was never shy when she was angry. "I would rather make-out with a chainsaw than spend a moment with Warren Peace. Understood?"

And, with that statement of defence, she marched through the double doors and down the hallway, knocking shoulders with said pyro-kinetic.

"Should we…" Alyssah trailed off, uncertainly.

"The answer to your question, is yes," Lucas replied, jogging after her.

Alyssah placed a brown hand on Puck's shoulder; "You really shouldn't have said that, y'know?"

"I know, but her face was worth it, right?" he replied, wrapping an arm around the girl and pulling her into the school with him.

"Questionable."

"Hey Warren, what's up brother?" Zach said, lifting a hand for Warren to high-five. Warren just glared at the hand until Zach dropped it into his lap.

"You look mad," Layla said in a soft voice. He just grunted in response.

"What happened, Hothead?" Magenta asked around her drink, obviously non-caring.

"Nothing," he said in response, opening the book in his bag.

"All seniors report to the gym immediately. Seniors to the gym immediately, please."

Warren rolled his eyes in exasperation, slamming the cover closed and putting it back into his bag. He strode down the hallway, to his locker. He spun the dial on his lock, wanting to get away from the flow of students as soon as he could. He blew his hair out of his face with a puff.

After putting his bag in his locker, he made his way to the gym. The crowds parted around his body like the Red Sea. He was used to this reaction.

In the past years, the faces surrounding him had been filled with fear and anxiety, now there were still fearful faces. Nowadays, most were painted with admiration. Some of the girls looked like, if they had the chance, they'd jump him. Warren couldn't lie, it made him feel uncomfortable. He still had next to no experience with women other than his mother.

When he got to the gym, he sauntered up to his usual spot on the bleachers, ignoring the lustful gazes of those around him. He settled down, stretching his long legs out in front of him. He scanned his eyes over the crowd, noticing a small group of people and glaring at the back of one of their heads. She seemed to sense his eyes on her. She twisted around, glowering and trying to ignore him as she turned back around. He found himself smirking at her frustration, remembering her outburst that morning.

"Hello seniors of Sky High," Principal Powers greeted.

Alexia rolled her eyes at the happy tone in her voice, nudging Alyssah when she laughed quietly.

"So, today we are here to announce the hero-sidekick selections for this year."

"No, really? I thought we were here to talk about your shoes, beautiful by the way," Alexia muttered, making Puck snicker. She smiled at him, having forgiven him for that morning. They were never able to maintain any level of anger at each other.

"Thank you, Miss Callaghan. I got them on sale," Principal Powers smirked at her blush. As did Warren. "Moving on, for the next year, you will be working with your hero or hero support. We have spent months collecting information on each student to decide which partnerships will benefit you the most."

"Hooray," Puck said under his breath. Alexia smiled.

"So, without further ado, let's begin."

"Marcus Tran and Trinity Reynolds," Coach Boomer called out. Alexia let out a sigh of relief. "Daniel Matthews and Henry Somers. Elsa Donalds and Alyssah Lewis."

Alexia grinned, aware of the fact that Alyssah had a huge crush on Elsa Donalds.

"Lucas Benson and Annie Smith." Annie was a sweet girl, with the power of invisibility. Lucas would like her.

"Payton Jones and Max White." Payton Jones was Puck's real name. Alexia still sniggered a little every time she heard it, used to his nickname.

The selections continued, eliciting a variety of responses. Some people smiled in satisfaction; some cheered, some got quiet, some were quite upset. Nobody resisted.

"Warren Peace," Alexia pitied the pour soul that got paired up with the him, "and Alexia Callaghan."

"What?" Two voices erupted from the crowds. The audience exploded into monotonous chatter.

"Please, calm down," Principal Powers said, voice lot in the babble. "Calm Down!"

Everyone stopped talking, staring at the source of the noise.

"Now, if you'll allow me to continue."

Alexia shot a deadly glare towards Warren's general direction, who stared back at her with a fiery wrath equivalent to his powers.

"And that's all of them. Please, remember that your partners will not be changed or switched. Do, get used to the person you're assigned to."

Alexia had no doubt that the last statement was directed at her. As everyone filed out of the gym, Alexia sunk low in her seat on the bleachers.

God help me.