First Sky High Story. I don't know, I just thought this would be really funny. I had been thinking about for a while, don't really know what the plot is about so far lol, so for now its just for laughs.

Disclaimer- I do not own Sky High, but I do own Lily

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I watched the children play in excitement and awe outside of my taxi cab window.

The children screamed and giggled playing pass with a round red ball. Though when the ball had crossed the street into the neighbor's yard you heard all of them sigh and moan.

Jesus, you think they were having an orgasm.

Turning up the music on my ipod so I couldn't hear the taxi driver go on and on about life in Maxville, I thought about my own life in Gothan city.

My mother was the super bad villian Poison Ivy. She led Robin to his doom, and led my father, Hydroman, to his wedding.

Yup. Both my parents are villians. Talk about a double threat.

They both conspired together to take over the world using love and power as their fuel. Scorpios, what can you say?

My mother had named me Lily partially because she thought I would inherit her powers and join her and my father. Well, my mother wasn't the luckiest person on earth. Especially playing the lottery...Oo and those scratch cards either.

Not only did I inherit my father's powers, manipulating water, I had no desire to be a villian.

Or a hero, for that matter.

Well before I could ever say that to my mother both of my parents were thrown in jail. They made a stupid move on their part and went messing around the Commandor's turf. So he sent them to jail.

And no, I don't have the undesirable hate and regret in my heart for the Commander. Hey, he's a hero, they're villains. I really could careless. I just wish they would have bought me that new phone before they went to jail!

Now, I gotta live with my Aunt Jen and her kid, Layla. I'm extatic. Can't you tell? I'm practically comming in my panties.

Yeah well.

I'm not really one for emotions. The only emotion I go for is sarcasm. Yay for sarcasm.

My doctors say its because I've been raised by two pyshoctic villians that mentally and pyshically abused me and caused me to abandon all hope and love from my heart and turned me into the cynical minded cold bitch I am today.

Um, No?

I like sarcasm. I like to see the reaction people get to sarcasm. I want to see what makes people tick. And if it isn't morbid and sick comments, then its definately sarcasm. I guess you could say I inherited that evil trait.

But enough about me. Goddamn this taxi driver smells.

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I got out of the taxi. Finally, air.

"Okay kid," The taxi driver stated from his car. "It'll be 22.15"

I got my stuff out of the car and passed by the front window.

"Sorry Buster. No speak-o Ingles." I turned around and walked off to the front of the house listening to his yells.

As soon as I reached the front door I started pounding on it.

When some red head had opened the door she had a very annoyed look on her face. But when she saw my emotionless face she brighten up. It was a bit scary.

"Lily! Hey!"

She knows my name. Back away quickly.

"I'm Layla, I'm Aunt Jen's daughter." She smiled.

Oh.

"Makes sense." I said setting down my bags on the porch. Layla looked behind, probably at that stupid taxi guy.

"Who is he yelling at?" She questioned.

"Oh, yea. I have a debt to settle. So can you ask your mom to come down and bring her purse."

"Sure, I'll be right back." Layla laughed and ran down what looked to be a hallway from outside.

I leaned against the house staring at my navy converse. I smoothed my jean skirt still hearing him yell in a frusterated tone. I pulled down my blue lensed glasses ignoring him totally.

I have a love affair with blue. Its the same color as the ocean. and my ipod.

Aunt Jen? came out and paid for the taxi.

Jesus, she got fat from the pictures.

"I'm so glad you going to be living with us, I'm your Aunt Jen." She hugged me. Gross, I can feel her boob on mine!

"I have rabies, I'll bite! I'm sick, I swear to god I'm contagious!" She let go. Obiously amused with my shrieks of pain.

That bitch was doing that on purpose!

"Your mother never really like hugs either. You look so much like her. Her red hair and those eyes... But I would have thought your hair would be long like hers."

Okay, when was the last time you seen my mother? Like I don't know, 10 centuries ago, your acting like you saw her just yesturday and you both had a mall date.And Um..in most countries shoulder length hair is long. Just because my hair isn't down to my calfs doesn't mean it isn't long.

"I cut it. I couldn't really take care of it." I said calmly as if not even having the one sided arguments in my head.

"Oh. Are you hungry or anything?" She asked rubbing her hands together.

I don't want to eat something from a woman who takes care of animals all day. Like, what if she forgets to wash her hands and I catch some sort of diease...maybe I can sue...

"Maybe later. Can I take a shower?"

"Yea! Uh, Layla will you show Lil her room, and then the bathroom."

I raised an eyebrow. Lil?

Last time I check, I wasn't a Rugrat. And my name was Lily.

Layla brought me up to a room deorated in what other color. Green.

"You can paint it blue if you like, she didn't know really what to paint it, so she just chose Green." Layla laughed.

I nodded not really getting the joke.

"Okay," Layla turned to me. "The bathroom is down the hall, the towels and everything are in the bathroom. My door is right next to the bathroom. and my moms is that door on the end. Any questions?"

"Yea. What is THAT?" I pointed to a lemer on the floor of my room.

"That's just Todd! Do you not like pets?" She asked afraid of my anwser.

"It's not that...you know when you think of lemers the first thought comes to you is-house pet."

"Ha, yea, I know, weird huh? But my mom was looking after it and...I don't know, it just became apart of the family." She looked lovingly down at...Todd.

...Interesting...

I gathered some stuff from my bag. Shampoo, conditioner, that stuff.

By the time I looked up from my bag, Layla was still there.

Doesn't she have better stuff to do, like save a tree or something?

I shifted uncomfortable at the door. "Um...I'm not going to be out for a while...So, don't think I like drowned or something.." I mumured and walked hastily toward the door of the bathroom.

I stepped into the bathtub. The water was boiling hot. I like it like that. I dunked my head under the water and transformed my self into water and let my self drift in the bathtub for hours.

Thinking about how to get rid of that damn rat that was attracted to her room.