Hello! I guess you've been waiting, so here's the first chapter of SPAS. Again, thank you to everyone who sent in their OCs! And thanks for reading!

~.~.~Lella's POV~.~.~

I walked down the hallway, excited and nervous at the same time about this new school. It's so awesome. I mean, it's floating in the sky, for god's sake! This is TOTALLY AWESOME! Meanwhile, the principal called all of the new students - one of them being me - to go to Student Services.

Let's talk about me, shall we? I think I am GORGEOUS~! I have long blonde hair that flows to the middle of my back, an oval-shaped face with long eyelashes and a soft jawline. I have these amazing eyes! They're intensely bright green with flecks of blue. I've got an average body frame with slight curves. The upside of my body? C cup breasts, but I wear a B cup bra for good cleavage to show off~ I've also gotten piercings on my left eyebrow, bellybutton, and a snakebite.

I was wearing one of my favorite outfits today, a white sweater tucked inside of black shorts, black converse, knee-high socks that looked like Spongebob's, black suspenders, and a black tie. I looked like a typical nerd, y'know, without the glasses. Did I care? No. I just looked epic.

Turning the corner, I saw a green door maked "Student Services" in white letters. Guess I found out their school colors. I pushed open the door and saw about seven other kids. Most of them sat on one of the three leather sofas or the chairs, but some just stood up or leaned against the walls. Come to think of it, they were all girls... But the one girl who caught my eye was beautiful. She had long, silky jet black hair in high pigtails. A blue jacket with black pants, black gloves, and thin black glasses. She had this curvatious body that I just wanted to squeeze to death! She looked so lovable and friendly as she was making up a beat by tapping the arm rests of the leather couch.

Did I mention that I'm a lesbian? No? Well, I'm a lesbian. Problem solved. I don't care if anyone knows, I'm proud! I know because, well, I like tits. Sorry, not like, I LOVE tits!

Anyways, I sat right next to her and observed how she jolted as the couch bounced up and down from my sitting on it. "Hi! My name's Lonny Blint, but just call me Lella, kay? What's your name?"

She gave me a mixed look of confusion and fright, but then saw that I meant no harm and gave me a warm and friendly smile. "Uh, hey! My name's Ashlynn Aguine, but you can call me Ashly. Or Fluffy." To my surprise, she had a deep voice, but not too deep like a guy's.

I giggled. "Oh? Why's that?" I poked her stomach. "Because I'm not fat, I'm fluffy!"

She chuckled as I giggled... stupidly. She looked down at me, considering that I'm either short or she's tall. "You've got an entertaining laugh." She smiled. *Only when I'm around hot girls~* "I've always got weird laughs," I shrugged casually.

"Huh, good to know." She looked up as a girl started walking towards her. "Hey, Icie!"

Her chest jiggled as she walked towards us. *That's hot.* "Hey, Fluffy. Who's your friend?" She asked.

"Oh, this is Lella." She gestured towards me as Icie looked at me. "Guess you ain't gonna called me Double D's anymore, right?" I tilted my head, very confused. "No, I'm still gonna call you Double D's." My eyes widened as I saw her smack her tit. "Ow! They're mine, not yours! You have your own." Ashly looked at her own chest. "These are not classified as tits. These are classified as moobs."

"Suit yourself, Fluffy." She walked away and leaned against one of the walls, took out her phone, and started looking through its contents. "Hey," the lady behind the counter said loudly. "You can't have your phone on during school hours!" Icie looked up from her phone. She sarcastically responded with, "Oh really? I didn't know! But do I look like I care? No!" With that, the lady became confused from being mindfucked and went back to her computer.

Abruptly, the door bursted open, revealing a girl with boring, straight brown hair that goes to her middle back and dark, chocolate brown eyes. She has and average body, slim with slight curves, and she looked like she had an average height. Her only other features she had was a small mole on her upper left cheek and no chest. Seemed like an Average Ally. Except for the fact that she looked totally obsessed with chocolate. She had this brown shirt that spelled out "Chocolate" using the periodic elements, dark brown shorts that were folded to right above her knees, brown converse, a dark brown jacket that had holes where her thumbs poked out, a brown headband with a little bow on the right corner, and a necklace that had a little Hershey's bar that was open.

"Hello, peoples! Chocolain Marie Faith is here!"

"Gee, that's swell," Icie dully exclaimed, still looking at her phone.

"Chocolate?" Ashly questioned. "Your name is Chocolate?"

"Close, pigtailed one." She walked over to her and squeezed Ashly's plump cheeks together. "It's Chocolain. But you can call me Chocolate if you wanna. Or Cocoa."

Ashly's face turned red, though I couldn't tell if it was of embaressment or anger. Her brows were furrowed and her voice sounded garbled from her cheeks being squeezed. "You know, it's very nice to meet you, Hershey, but can you let go of my face?"

Chocolain smiled. "Say the magic word~!" Ashly raised an eyebrow, still confused that she wouldn't let her go. Or why she even grabbed her cheeks in the first place. "Please?"

"Close. It was chocolate, but I'll let you go anyway." She opened her hand and walked away.

Ashly massaged both of her cheeks. "That was weird... ow..."

Finally, the principal's office door opened, revealing a woman around her late 50's with straight grey hair that flowed to her shoulders. She wore a white suit. And, well, that's pretty much it.

"Ah, good! You're all here. Icie Christine Keppler, turn off your phone and put it away." Icie looked up as she heard her name being called. She then raised her eyebrows, confused on how she knew her whole name without her saying anything, and did as she said.

"Now, follow me, ladies." She turned around and floated to her office as we followed her. Icie whispered to me. "How does she float like that?" The principal answered her question without turning around. "It's simple, Icie. I have a power as well, but my power is being able to have any power than is made. It has been given to me through one of the other past principals. You see, since this school was made, one person had to run it like any other school, only with more control and dominance. No one is sure how the first principal got it, but we're all glad they did. Anyways, principal have to leave at one point to retire, so when their time comes, they choose one student to run the school, someone who is couargeous, intelligent, wise, and honest. But most of all, they must be good-hearted. Does that answer your question, Icie?"

She stuttered as she stared at the ground. "Uh, yes, ma'am..."

She stopped in front of a white door and placed her hand on a scanner, which made the door hiss and rise upwards. Once we all stepped in, then door lowered back down and clicked shut. "Have a seat, ladies. You'll know which seat is yours."

I raised and eyebrow and looked at the seats. They were all different colors and embroided with all of our names on each seat. I think they were even adjusted to our height and weight.

"Eee~!" Chocolain squealed. "Mine's brown!"

Ashly stared at her blue seat in discomfort. "Great, mine's the widest seat of all..." I giggled mentally as she sat down into her seat.

"Guess you're not 'Fluffy' anymore," Icie smirked. Ashly just glared at her. "Shut up, Icie."

The principal sat down at her desk and handed us our schedules. They were actually all the same.

"Now, you're probably wondering why you all have the same schedules. Since this is a small school of superpowered teens, we thought that it would just be a better idea to have large classes."

Ashly slowly raised her hand. "Yes, Ashlynn?"

"Well, um, if all of our schedules the same, then why do I have advanced math and Lella doesn't?"

*Gee, thanks, Fluffy...*

"You both have math at the same period, you just don't have it in the same classroom. I don't know about the other students, but you two will be in different classrooms during Math and Language Arts. Everyone has the same classes at the same period, except for those in the advanced classes."

Hershey Bar raised her hand high and waved it around. The principal smiled. "Yes, Chocolain?" She lowered her hand and sat up. "What about exploratories?"

"Well, we don't necessarily have classes we make you take. Instead, we just have Extra Curricular activities, or ECs. The school covers some of the ECs funds such as Drama Club, Choir, Cheerleading Squad, School Broadcasting, and Newspaper, that is, if they have any funds. But some ECs like the Debate Team, Dance, and Art, have to cover their own funds. Some ECs are secretive and exclusive, so keep an eye out for those!

"But, back to the schedules. You all have the classes in this order: Science, Language arts, Lunch, Free Period, History, Training, and Math. Then, if you have any, your Extra Curricular Activities."

Ashly raised her hand again. This time, less cowardly. "Yes, Ashlynn?" She cleared her throat as she lowered her hand. "While I was approaching the school, I saw this building that said "Dorms" on it. My question is, will we be staying in dorms?"

The principal readjusted herself in her chair. "Yes, you will. In fact, that reminds me." She sifted through her drawers until she found a box with a pamphlet that read, "The Dorms of SPAS". She handed each one to us and explained about them as she did so. "Here is a pamphlet that explain the rules to the dorms and a list of your necessities. You may bring what you want as long at it doesn't violate the rules."

Chocolain's face brightened. "So we can bring pets?"

The princial chuckled. "You, you can bring pets." Chocolain jumped out of her seat from excitement. "YAY!"

"Just as long as you clean up after them and make sure they don't get lost. You must have all of your necessities packed up by Friday, for that's the deadline if you want to pick your own dorms. Now, are they're any other questions?" she asked as she handed out the student handbooks.

I took the handbook and questioned, "What's your name?"

She straightened herself once again. "My name is Principal Lydia Powers, but I prefer just Principal Powers.

"Now, I hope you ladies have a nice day. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. I'm usually around in the school halls. Now, you have 10 minutes to get to Science class. I suggest you hurry up." As soon as she said that, the door hissed and raised up once more, only to close again once we all walked out.

Time to go to Science, I guess.

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Thank you, thank you! Sorry that it took me so long, I got busy and then pooped out from all of the business. Also, if you want your OC to have a special quote or say in the chapter, y'know, something that might possibly be their catchphrase or something like that, go ahead and PM me. Or just PM me for fun! I should have the next chapter out this week, Icie's POV! Hope you liked the chapter, and don't forget to review! ;) Happy belated Memorial Day!

Ashly: - raises soda - Here's to a new start of SPAS!

Me: Ashly, you already said that in the last chapter...

Ashly: - lowers soda - Oh... righto... - takes a sip -