A/N
Soooooooo this is happening. I really didn't expect this to turn into a multi-chapter fic, oh well. Let's see how this turns out, shall we?
~Superavenger212
RATED TEEN AND UP FOR A REASON! (Profanity!)
Last night was a doozy. Cherry thought as she woke up in her bed.
"Honey, breakfast is ready!" Her mother called up the stairs. She sighed then stood up and opened her closet. First, she grabbed a white T-shirt with red stripes, then a black short-cut leather jacket. She pulled on her usual blue jeans then walked downstairs which is when her nose was hit by the smell of her mother's world famous chocolate chip pancakes.
"Thanks, mom," she said. Both of her parents were always busy with jobs and vacationing that they were never around much anymore. Cherry took her usual seat at the five spot kitchen table. Her mother sat next to her.
"Any plans today?" She shrugged,
"nothing much. Maybe hang out at Phoebe's after school or the mall." Did I really tell Max my deepest secret? No way was I that stupid. She thought as she took a bite of her stack of heaven.
"You okay?" Her mom asked, "you seem a bit more... distracted than normal." Cherry nodded then threw on a signature 'Cherry' smile.
"I'm fine mom, thanks for breakfast." She pulled on a pair of black converse then grabbed her bag. "I'm going to be late, I was meeting Max and Phoebe at the corner." Her mom nodded then gave her a squeeze,
"stay out of trouble." Cherry gave her mom a half-hearted wave as she climbed onto her bike.
As she turned the corner the Thundertwins were already waiting there. "Sorry, I'm late Pheebs! I forgot, my hamster got out and then my cat tried to eat him!" Her friend bought the lie,
"at least the hamster's safe." Cherry nodded, but she didn't miss the way Max's eyebrow raised when she rattled off the excuse.
"Come on, we're going to be late." He said interrupting their morning selfie. Phoebe rolled her eyes,
"ignore him. Something tells me he didn't get a lot of sleep last night." Max used his freeze breath to create an ice patch in her path so when she stepped on it she slipped and fell. "Hey!" She exclaimed in protest. Max shrugged,
"beggars can't be choosers Phoebe. Besides I had a lot of homework to catch up on." Phoebe raised her eyebrows suspiciously,
"you willingly did homework last night?" He nodded,
"what? You've been such a good inspiration for me lately, I actually wanted to do it." Phoebe sighed in annoyance,
"if you don't tell me what you're up to now then I'm just going to find out myself." Max chuckled as he pushed open the school doors for them.
"I highly doubt you're able to figure out my new project." Phoebe turned away to wave to one of her friends, but Cherry didn't miss the wink he gave her. Shit, she thought, I did tell him everything! Cherry shot Max a look that said -don't-you-dare- then she followed her best friend to their first-hour class.
Trig. In other words, Cherry's worst nightmare.
She sat in her usual seat next to Phoebe in the third row near the wall opposite to the door then the teacher began to lecture them on the importance of college. What if Max is doing something evil? The stupid dick is probably plotting my demise... " - Ms. Whitby do you have something you would like to add?" Her teacher's voice tore her from her thoughts.
"Um..." She glanced at the board, there was an image of a triangle and degrees and variables, even though she already knew the answer she said, "no 'mam." Mrs. Kilp smiled smugly,
"that's what I thought." She walked up to Cherry's desk then slammed another failed quiz in front of her. Okay, maybe a D- isn't actually failing it was close enough. "Next time make sure you take notes and pay attention instead of daydreaming about unicorns and rainbows. This is your fifth failed quiz so far this unit. You will be serving detention today after school and for the rest of the week with Principal Bradford. No exceptions." The rest of her class ooohhhed as their teacher moved on to the next topic.
Ring!
They finally made it through the day to lunch where they ate in the courtyard area, away from the cheerleaders. "What's up?" Cherry jumped in surprise when Max appeared behind her.
"Don't do that!" She shouted, slapping his arm in defense. Cherry took a quick glance around the courtyard, no one was paying them any attention. Max rolled his eyes then sat on the bench across the picnic table. She closed her book then sighed, "what do you want?" Max had the decency to act offended,
"why must you always assume that I want something. To be frank I find that to be highly offensive." She rolled her eyes then crossed her arms.
"I'm not stupid Max Thunderman." This got his attention,
"I know! It's great, you're eighth grade experiment on transferring matter int outer space was brilliant!" She frowned,
"how do you know about that?" She asked confused, he supplied his answer,
"I have access to this top secret thing call the internet." Cherry scoffed then picked up her book again. "Seriously though," he pulled her book back onto the table using his ring index finger. "I want you to come over tonight after school." She shrugged,
"can't sorry. I have detention." He chuckled,
"see you then I guess." She shot him a look then he said, "what? You think I was actually doing homework last night? I was working on research for a side project I started on." Cherry rolled her eyes again, then Phoebe slid into the bench next to her,
"sorry if Max was boring you, the pizza line was really long today." Cherry thankfully bit into her slice of warm cheesy goodness.
"Thanks." She said to her friend after swallowing it down. Phoebe nodded then said,
"hey, don't worry about Mrs. Kilp, that woman's a piece of work." Cherry smiled then said,
"thanks bestie!" Over Phoebe's shoulder, she made her hand form a finger gun and she aimed it at Max, warning him not to say anything. He nodded then she let to of Phoebe.
"So, after detention do you want to go to the mall?" Cherry stole a quick glance from Max then shook her head,
"sorry, my moms finally in town this weekend. She wants to do some mother-daughter bonding stuff." Her phone pinged letting her know someone texted her.
(1:14)
Unknown Number: My basement window is always unlocked.
She looked up then saw Max had his phone out.
(1:15)
Cherry: How'd you get my phone number?Max: I hacked Phoebe's phone. She sniggered to herself then sent;
Cherry: Of course you did. You could've just asked me for my number.
Max: Would u for have given me your real one if I did ask u?
Cherry sighed because of course, she wouldn't have. Giving Max her number was like officially admitting he knew her secret.
Cherry: Point.
Max: It's not like it's a bomb or anything. This surprise I think you'll like.
Cherry: I'm sure. If you give me Colosso I'm going to memory flash myself.
Max: How'd you know I invented one?
Cherry: I didn't; you just told me you did.
Max: Damn gurl ;)
Cherry: Okay, hard pass.
He let out a snort then he sent...
Max: That was definitely not what I meant.
The bell rang signaling the end of the lunch hour. "Wow, I guess time flies. Hey, we should hang out this week. Text me later okay?" Cherry nodded then Phoebe ran off to her AP History class leaving her best friend in the dust. Granted, Phoebe's smarts have never bothered Cherry before, but now that at least one person knows her secret? It kind of put everything in perspective. On one hand, she could easily be passing her regular classes so much so that her dean would be forced to sign her up for all honors and AP courses, the other hand? If she does come out of the woodworks as a brainiac Super President Kickbutt might find out, then mind wipe her again, or worse. Now that Max knows, Cherry has to worry about His safety as well, not just her own life.
"Hey, watch it!" A student said as she bumped into him. She tripped over his foot as she passed by, knocking him over as well. To make sure the event was super embarrassing she also dropped all of her textbooks and notebooks onto the floor scattered everywhere.
"Oh, uh... sorry." She quickly muttered, she tried to pick up all of her papers before he was able to help her, but he already had her textbooks in his hand.
"What's your name?" Cherry held out her hand and introduced herself,
"I'm Cherry, what's yours?" The guy chuckled,
"my friends call me Luke." Cherry frowned, something was tugging her at the back of her head. She knew Luke from before. "It's nice to meet you Cherry, best we get to class though. I wouldn't want to have a detention on my first day in Hiddenville." Cherry frowned,
"have we met before?" Luke shook his head then smiled,
"I would've remembered you Cherry." There was something about his eyes, the way he looked at her. It wasn't obvious, and Cherry wasn't sure why in the hell she saw it, but his eyes held sadness in them as if Luke was trying to reach for something, but he couldn't reach it.
"Right." She stated awkwardly, not knowing what to do. The rest of the students filed into their classrooms leaving the two stragglers alone in the hallway.
"I hope this isn't the last I see of you Cherry Whitby." She dropped another piece of paper onto the floor so she bent down to pick it up. When she stood up straight again Luke disappeared.
Riiinnnggg!
Cursing Cherry made her way to her chemistry class only to find she got yet another referral from her teacher complaining about her tardiness. The class itself seemed to drone on and on, thankfully she sat in the back of the class so her chem teacher couldn't see she was texting Max throughout the whole class period.
(1:35)
Max: Cherry help! English is boring, I already speak it. Why in the world are they making me
take a class about it?!
Cherry: Why are you still texting me? Don't you have your own friends?
Max: I'm boooooored
Cherry: Fine. I'm in Chem anyway, Mr. Olise doesn't care.
Max: RIP Olise doesn't know how to teach for shit.
Cherry sent an image...
Max: Did you really just send me the "no swearing on my profile" meme?
Cherry: What? You couldn't have sent that text without expecting me to respond meme-style.
Max: Fine, don't say I didn't warn you though.
Max has sent an image...
Cherry: Where did you even find a meme of Super President Kickbutt?
Max: I made it myself. :)
Cherry: Phoebe would be so proud of you :P
(1:40)
Cherry has sent a video...
Max: Why did you send me a video of Phoebe singing along to AC/DC
while on a sugar high?
Cherry: Damn. Wrong video, hang on.
Max: Wait! Don't delete it, this is prime blackmail material!
Cherry: Shit, we have a pop quiz. GTG
She quickly shut off her phone and managed to hide it away just as Mr. Olise walked down her row to hand out the pop quiz. The blonde stared at the paper in fake confusion. She already knew that Sodium Hydroxide was a base, and the charges electrons, protons, and neutrons gave off. Seeing no point in taking the actual test she decided to draw a picture of a dragon covering the whole page. It wound around a tall tower as the knight rode his horse closer trying to rescue the damsel in distress. "Hey, C-Bomb." Cherry rolled her eyes, the guy who sat behind her, Kevin, was one of the douchiest people she knew. "Whitby." He threw a piece of paper at her and it landed on her desk. She uncrumpled it and it was a stick-figure drawing of everyone laughing at her while she held up a failed assignment. Smirking she drew a quick sketch of him being eaten alive by a horde of zombies then threw it behind her, only turning around for a split-second just to see if it landed on his desk, which it did.
"Mr. Jackson, if you refuse to pay attention during class perhaps you will learn the rules in detention this weekend." Kevin shrunk in his seat while the rest of the class snickered at him. "As for your Ms. Whitby, I'd appreciate it if you no longer draw mythical creatures all over your test papers." He said showing the class her dragon drawing. "Save it for art class, not Chemistry. I know you are one of our... troubled students per-say, just let me know if you need any help with anything." Cherry absentmindedly nodded. Olise may be a pain in the ass, but he honestly did care about the special Ed kids. He was one of their main supporters so it made sense when he offered her his help. Glancing at the clock she saw they still had at least ten minutes left in the class. Pulling out her notebook she began to list everything she could remember from her time in the hero leauge.
1.) The Hero Leauge wipped my memory for some reason.
2.) I worked as a techie and helped susuperheroes do their job.
3.) ... I need to learn more about my past.
Riiinnnggg!!!!!
Cherry quickly packed her bags then practically sprinted out of the room. "Hey Cher!" Phoebe shouted from across the hall. Her friend walked up to her, dragging along Max, who looked like he would rather be anywhere else but here.
"Pheebs! After school selfie time!" She snapped a quick photo with her friend, then Cherry tucked her phone into her pocket.
"So, wanna hang out after detention?" Cherry stole a glance at Max then shook her head.
"Sorry bestie, I have a lot of homework to make up on." Phoebe frowned,
"But we normally work on homework together." Cherry thought up a quick lie,
"my mom wants me home, you know how it is with her always out of the house and such." Phoebe seemed to buy the lie, responding with,
"okay. Well, see you tomorrow I guess." Cherry nodded then turned to Max once she was out of earshot,
"so, detention buddies?" He chuckled then slung his arm over her shoulder.
"You know it," he said, his signature smirk stretched across his face.
"Let's go, better not be late otherwise Bradford will give us another one just for being a few seconds late." Max nodded then the two walked into the detention room together.
"I'm glad you both finally decided to grace us with your presence." Bradford turned around in his swivel chair ominously.
"sorry about the wait Brokedork, we were just talking in the hallway." Bradford stood up then said,