Chapter Two: The First Day, I Guess

Gabriel walked out of his room to find his twin practically walking out the door.

"Bye Mom! Bye Dad! See ya later!" He yelled down the hallway, towards the stairs and the master bedroom.

"Bye guys!" Mom yelled back. "Have a good first day!"

Christopher and Gabriel raced out of the house, heading down the sidewalk until they reached their "bus stop." It was, in fact, the stop sign at the end of their street.

Almost as soon as they arrived, a bus turned the corner, and stopped next to the sign.

The doors opened.

"Welcome aboard!" the portly bus driver exclaimed. Christopher just walked by, always in an almost mad mood in the mornings. Gabriel smiled at the driver, but followed his twin to an empty bench.

The bus was almost full by this time. Gabriel figured that they, as the newest addition to the school, other than the incoming freshmen, of course, were the last stop for the bus.

The bus to Sky High turned down another road, and within a minute, the bus was hurtling down the access road to the section of interstate under construction.

Seatbelts came out of the seat, automatically strapping students into a firm lock. The bus transformed, and fell off the bridge.

Though it quickly accelerated into the sky.

And, after another few minutes, and the excited screaming had died down, the bus landed at Sky High.

Gabriel and Christopher got off the bus with the rest of the students. They had no idea where they were going, of course, but they could tell some of their bus mates were freshmen, and were just as clueless as they.

The first bell rang, and the many super-teens gathered on the front steps turned to go into the impressive school building.

The freshmen, who were a short distance away, were listening to taller student, who Gabriel viewed to be a quite cute boy, probably junior year, who began to lead them to their power placement. The two twins looked at each other, shrugged, and followed along.

"So," the boy told the freshmen, "the hero and sidekick tracks have merged for the most part since my freshman year, but you'll still get placed during Power Placement. That should take most of the day. You'll probably break for lunch, which should be good; they're serving pizza today, I believe. Anyway, then you'll go to your scheduled classes. Oh, you should get your schedule after you're placed."

By this time, the boy had led the students through a couple of hallways, finally reaching a large double door; above the door, a sign hang, stating "Gymnasium."

The students wandered in, looking in awe around the giant room, when a platform began to rise from the center of the room. A white light flew in from two doors and landed on the platform, turning into a woman, strongly resembling Wonder Woman.

"Welcome to Sky High, new students! I am Principal Powers, and… Well, you're about to be Power Placed. This year, whether you are dubbed as Hero Support or Hero, will be most challenging and enjoyable! Don't forget, that we, the staff of Sky High, are here in any way to help you succeed. Have a nice day!"

With that, she jumped up to turn into white star dust, or whatever, but she saw the twins standing at the back. She transformed, and landed behind the twins in a mere moment. By then, another platform was being raised, and a large man dressed in gym clothes was standing with his clipboard.

Principal Powers said to the twins: "You are the Sina twins, correct? You two should meet me in the central office." She turned to the boy who originally led the two here. "Will, please show these two students to the office before you go to class, okay?" With that, she zoomed away as a white sparkly thing.

Will walked over and introduced himself, as he motioned for the twins to follow.

Phwoar, I thought as I followed Chris and Will. That boy is… to say the least, cute.

"Will Stronghold," he said as we followed him out of the gym. He began talking to my brother, amazingly enough, about our parents, sports, powers, school duties (and both laughed at the word "duties," mind you), eventually landing on girls. Which is a shame, as he is smoking fine. Playing for the wrong team, I tell you!

Shut up, brain.

By the time we reached the office, I knew more about Will Stronghold than… well, than I had when I left the house that morning. And he and Chris were fast friends—which is nice… for Chris.

"See ya later!" Will called out as he left, running down the hall to his first class.

We walked into the office, which a large and well lit room. We could see the Nurse's Office a few feet away, but a receptionist literally pop up out of no where, or somewhere behind her desk, and smiled very large.

"Hi! How can I help you!?" she asked is a slightly loud, sing-song voice. Both Chris and I looked at each other, a little shell-shocked by such vibrant (and loud) greetings.

I stepped forward. "Principal Powers asked to see us."

"Ah!" she exclaimed loudly, jumping up violently from her seat. She ran around the desk and out the office doors, screaming loudly:

"PRINCIPAL POWERS! TWO STUDENTS HERE TO SEE YOU!"

Principal Powers walked out from a door behind the receptionist desk. She sent a white orb out to bring her back inside.

"Gloria," Principal Powers began, "I know you are excited about school being back in session, but would you please use the intercom button rather than yelling for me?"

"Absolutely, posi-tutely, Principal Powers," the receptionist Gloria beamed and boasted.

Principal Powers had already guided the twins back into her office, and was closing the door.

Chris and I had already sat in the chairs before her desk when Principal Powers turned from her door.

"Well twins," she said, as she moved behind her desk, "as you two are juniors, you will be Power Placed away from the incoming freshmen. You will also be missing two years worth of super-hero training, so you both will be assigned to another junior student who will help tutor you on the extra classes you will be taking outside of school."

She paused as Chris raised his hand.

"Yes, Christopher?"

"Can we choose which junior gets assigned to us?"

She smiled. "Do you know any juniors already attending here?"

I grimaced. I already knew what he was going to say.

"Well, that Will Stronghold guy was really cool."

Principal Powers laughed. "Yes, I think Will is 'quite cool,' as you say. He will be a great partner for you; good to practice your powers on, as he is quite invulnerable."

She turned her head to me. "Anyone you want to request, Gabriel?"

I shrugged. I didn't know anyone here, as far as I knew.

She sighed. "I thought you might make it a little easier for me. How about, I give you a day to find someone, or I'll assign you one tomorrow morning. Does that sound satisfactory?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Great! Well, I guess all we need to do now is assign your classes and Power Placement. Please start by describing your powers."

Chris began going over, in great detail, both his and my powers. He did not leave out the color differences, much to my dismay, or the fact that I had problems controlling my powers.

She nodded as he finished his speech. "That should be enough information. Please demonstrate your powers by creating a frying pan in your left hand and a whip in your right."

Chris easily created the items she wanted, and sat back down. I stood up, and began my attempt.

I could feel the (rainbow) energy stirring in my body. I could easily push the energy through my body until it reached my wrists. I began the struggling process of moving the energy out, into the solid wristbands.

It took a minute, and I was already sweating on my forehead. I wiped it away impatiently after the wristbands had formed.

Principal Powers spoke up. "Gabriel, just create any object in both hands, whatever would be easiest for you."

I nodded, but I had no idea what I would make. Maybe just a spoon… or a fork?

Both were relatively easy to create, though it still took me twice as long as it took Chris to make his.

By the time I had finished, a bell rang, and we could hear students exiting their first period classes to go to their second.

"Wonderful," Principal Powers exclaimed. "You both are being placed in Hero class, though you should work on control and speed as much as possible, Gabriel. Now, you should just go outside and talk to Gloria about your schedules."

Chris and I stood up, thanked her, and left her office.

The next class period was spent organizing our schedules with Gloria; we ended up having different classes anyways. Our interests were too far apart.

My schedule was:

Mad Science Lab

Mad Science Lab

Advanced Jr. Literature

Music Lessons: Woodwinds

Super Powers 303

Hero Tactics 306

Gym

I wasn't too upset with my schedule. It was better than the classes I would have had to take at public school. I did have lunch after my fourth class, so I didn't have to worry about music class with bad breath.

I had already missed my entire science class, so I just began to look around for the Advanced Lit. class.

I finally found the class, though I had to ask a couple of students lounging by their lockers. They looked at me like I was completely insane, but they pointed me in the right direction.

I found the class a little bit before the next bell rang, so I had time to gather my bearings so to speak. Outside the classroom, I introduced myself to the teacher, a woman named Mrs. Powell. She seemed really nice, and asked about the books I had read throughout high school.

Another teacher came up to talk to her, so I excused myself to go find a seat. But when I walked into the classroom, I had a rude awakening.

I DID know some juniors who went to this school.

They just happened to be the very same friends that disappeared after junior high school.