Evangeline was never the most extraverted person. Considering that, she and Warren should make good Mad Science partners, right?
So, I just sort of came up with this. Don't make fun of my names. I saw the name Evangeline and it was like "Hmm…you know, I like that." So I went on a names-beginning-with-e streak. The names for her brothers are just really beautiful to me and I couldn't help myself.
Spark – Chapter 1
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Evangeline Emerson walked down the street, her messenger bag thrown over her right shoulder, the wind barely blowing through. Edward and Emmett stood on opposite sides of her. Evangeline's dark blonde hair was tied back in a tight bun, her green eyes framed by over pronounced lashes and slightly thick eyeliner. Emmett had a few inches on her 5'8" frame with the same color hair cut short with brown eyes. Edward was taller than the both, with dark brown hair long enough that it hung near his blue eyes. Their gaits were all fairly the same, but with a little bit of personality to each one.
"You did a great job, Evi," Edward put his arm around her.
"Seriously, I didn't think you could it up for this long," Emmett told her.
"Thanks for the faith," Evangeline laughed a little.
They approached the dark form of their house. Edward glanced at it. "Ella and Elijah aren't home," he commented.
"Won't be for a while," Emmett added.
"I hate it when you guys do that," Evangeline remarked, putting her key in the doorknob. They were used to having the house be quiet. Their parents were always home late. Evangeline went in first, followed by Edward, and then Emmett, who locked the door behind him. "I'm going to take off the paint," Evangeline called as she headed up the staircase. The sound of Edward and Emmett's laughter followed her. Evangeline shut the bathroom door behind her and pulled out a black washcloth. She flipped on the water, drenched the cloth in it, and began to run it over her face. It felt like relief to get all of that makeup off of her face. That's the one thing she hated about ballet performances – all of the makeup she had to put on. When she looked at her face, it barely looked like who she'd been before. Evangeline smiled at the clean face in the reflection, pulled out the pins and ties in her hair, let it fall to her shoulders, and headed back downstairs.
"Whoa – what happened to the bride of Frankenstein?" Emmett inquired, looking away from the television.
"Ha ha, Emmett," Evangeline responded as she sat in-between her brothers. "So, what's on the agenda for tonight?"
"Well, I'd be making sure you two had everything ready for Monday."
"Em," Evangeline moaned. "It's only Friday!"
"I don't care. Ella and Elijah aren't going to be able to remind you that both of you need to be prepared." Emmett's voice was authoritative.
"We shall, oh patriarchal one!" Edward told him sarcastically. Evangeline laughed as Emmett scowled at his younger siblings. "Emmett, we've got all weekend."
"Edward, you're a senior. Evangeline, you're a sophomore. You two need to start taking this more seriously." Emmett looked very serious.
"What? So we can end up like you, El, and Eli?" Evangeline twirled a tendril of hair between her fingers.
Emmett scowled again. "So you don't end up waiting for years to become a superhero." He paused, looking intently at Evangeline. "And of course you want to be a superhero. Don't doubt it for a minute."
Evangeline leaned forward, facing her brother. "Emmett, you know I hate it when you use your powers on me." They faced each other, steely eyed. "Don't worry. I'll be ready to go Monday morning."
"Oh, and yet you scold me for using mine!" Emmett retorted. "Let's just watch the show." The three returned their attention to the television show, but remained perceptive about their siblings with their powers. A few hours passed, each one occasionally grabbing a small handful of one of the snacks on the coffee table in a bowl.
"I'm heading upstairs," Evangeline began to shift to stand up.
"Bed?" Edward asked, taking a sip of his drink.
"Work out," Evangeline stood up.
"Seriously, don't you think you've had enough for today?" Emmett's tone held a hint of incredulousness. "You had a ballet recital in addition to stretching and working hard ahead of time and you're still working out tonight?"
"That's the plan. See you guys in the morning." Evangeline went into her room and shut the door. She lay down on the floor, beginning a set of crunches. After that, Evangeline proceeded to do more exercises and stretches. This was one part of being in ballet that irked her some – staying in the most perfect shape possible. She yanked on her pajamas after her workout and collapsed on her bed, falling asleep. It was two days until she'd head back to school, mainly against her will.
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A loud beeping noise came from Evangeline's bedside table. She reached out her hand, hitting the top of her alarm clock. Evangeline groaned, looking up at the ceiling. She threw the covers back and dragged herself out of bed and to the bathroom. She turned on the shower, letting it warm up as she went back to her room and pulled out clothing for the day. After her shower, she stood in front of the mirror, beginning the rest of her routine. Edward came in, standing next to her and working on his daily routine. The two smiled at each other playfully before heading to the kitchen. Two empty plates sat in front of two bar stools with drinks and silverware, along with the food laid out for them to choose from.
"Pretty good spread, Suzie Homemaker," Edward commented sarcastically, taking a piece of bacon from the plate.
"Funny Ed," Emmett placed another plate, this one with toast. "Have fun at Sky High today."
"Yep, high school, tons of fun," Evangeline added as she took a bite of toast. The two ate in silence before Emmett shooed them off to the bus stop. Edward and Evangeline sat on the same seat on the bus. Another year at Sky High. Of course, Edward had gone with both of his siblings present. He and Emmett went together his freshman and sophomore year, and then him and Evangeline his junior and now senior year. Evangeline didn't want to know what Emmett was like at school. He was always so serious at home, acting as the father figure since she was in late elementary school. Ella and Elijah, their parents, were generally out doing something; saving the world or some town, or running the counsel of superheroes. When the bus arrived, Edward and Evangeline split to get their schedules.
"So, what's the damage?" Edward inquired, stepping up behind Evangeline. She handed him the schedule. "Ouch – Mad Science first thing?" They began to go down the hallway to their first classes. "Power Control – figures." They stopped in front of a classroom. Evangeline glanced at it as Edward gave her back her schedule.
"Ugh, do I have to go?" Evangeline asked.
"It'll be fine, Evi," Edward hugged her. "Now, I have to go to class. You can handle this." Edward smiled before walking away. Evangeline took a deep breath and went into the Mad Science room, selecting a seat at an empty lab table. People flooded into the room, a large group of them talking.
"There's not enough seats," one of the guys with stark blonde hair remarked.
"It's fine. I'll sit somewhere else," another with dark brown hair told them. A boy with brown hair and a girl with red hair took a table, along with the boy with blonde hair and a girl with dark brown hair and purple streaks behind them, an African-American boy sitting with an African-American girl. The last boy to have spoken stood next to Evangeline. "Is this seat taken?" Evangeline shook her head. He sat down. The bell rang and Mr. Medulla came in.
"I'm going to pass around a seating chart. Write your name on the place where you are at. This will be your permanent seat yearlong, as well as the person next to you being your lab partner." The boy stole a look at Evangeline, then back at the front of the room. She saw it, whether he wanted her to or not. Mr. Medulla began to ramble on about what they would do this year in the class as the seating chart made its way around. Evangeline watched as her new lab partner wrote his name on the paper.
Warren Peace
His handwriting was fairly good, she noted. Good for lab worksheets. It didn't entirely register who exactly this was, but it wasn't her highest concern. Warren passed the paper to her. Evangeline pulled out her pen and wrote her name next to his.
Evangeline Emerson
Warren also took note of her name. Rather unusual, but who was he to talk? Evangeline passed the sheet to the table behind her. The period seemed to drag on and on, especially since Mr. Medulla seemed to enjoy the sound of his own voice reverberating through the Mad Science Lab. Soon, the bell broke the monotony of his voice. Evangeline reached for her messenger bag, eager to leave. Warren looked at her again. "I'm Warren," he told her, holding out his hand.
Evangeline leaned up from grabbing the strap. "I noticed. Evangeline." She shook his hand.
"As I deduced," Warren said. Evangeline looked away, smiling a little. "Can't wait for the class to really start," he tacked on sarcastically.
"Yes, it'll be just wonderful," Evangeline replied, shifting the strap on her shoulder. "I'd better get going."
"See you around." Warren watched as Evangeline took off into the hallway.
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So, I hope you enjoyed. Please don't be too harsh on me. This was sort of on a whim, so humor me.
