Chapter 2: Hero or Loser?

Everyone stayed in a group, looking around. They were like a bunch of frightened kittens. It was kind of cute, if I'm honest.

I hung back slightly to keep in line to Connor.

Two jocks hit on a girl, and she froze them. Awesome. Then an entire cheer squad vanished into one girl. These guys powers are awesome! I snapped out of my daydream as my hair flew everywhere again. I grabbed hold of the bottom of my dress, in a Marilyn Monroe pose. Can't be flashing on the first day!

This time, someone was running around us. Great. Someone trying to pick on the new kids. The guy skidded to a halt, as I walked up to Layla, an eyebrow raised.

These guys were on my naughty list.

My hair looked like a bright blonde beehive!

So much for trying to look good for today.

"Hey, freshmen! Your attention please." I looked at Layla, who was studying the skid marks that speedy made. Another person came over. More like slinked over. The guy could stretch! Wonder what he makes of freeze-girl...

He was actually quite attractive. Slightly long hair, and a slender face.

Yeah, I could grow to like this school.

"I'm Lash, uh this is Speed." I snorted. How original. "As representatives of the Sky High welcoming committee."

"We'd be happy to collect that fifteen dollars new student fee." Speedy carried on Lash's sentence. Were these guys for real? His arm stretched out, beckoning for the money.

Who brings fifteen dollars to school? That's a death sentence, right there.

"Um, there was nothing about a new student fee in the handbook." He replied, his eyes looking unsure.

"There was a handbook?" I asked him wide eyed, turning people's attention to me. "I didn't have to read that right?" He looked to me in disbelief. "Right?" I panicked. Slinky smirked at me, his arm reaching around my back and attempting to pull me close. I stood my ground so he came to me.

I smirked up at him, batting my eyebrows slightly.

"Well aren't you a pretty one." He tried his hand at flirting, but he was really terrible at it.

Why are the hot ones useless at flirting?

"Ok guys, very funny. I'll take it from here." A girl dressed in all pink came over. Eww. Don't get me wrong, I like pink as much as the next girl, but she looked like someone had barfed pink on her.

Talk Too Much Pink (TMP).

Lash looked to her, before turning back to me and winking. I was kind of expecting that, so just to be a tease, I returned his wink. What I didn't expect was the pinch he placed on my ass. I squealed and slapped his hand away. Human strength. Wouldn't want to hurt someone who could make or break me, as much as I wanted to. Connor walked up to him, a look of fury in his eyes. I placed my hand on his chest.

"Next time you come near my sister, it will be the last thing you do." His teeth were gritted together, and he looked menacing, almost like the time we got out of those prisons...

Lash laughed it off before slinking away, literally.

"Hey everybody, my name is Gwen Grayson, your student body president." That was around the time I shut her out and stared at a boy walking up the steps. He was hot. Bad boy aura, long hair with a streak of red. He was flaming hot! Especially with the leather jacket. Everyone seemed to avoid him.

Oh I can hear the music.

'Huh huh huh hu-uh huh, I know this, much is true.'

"If you can remember those few simple rules, I promise you will not fall of the school. Follow me inside for orientation." Wait rules? Well, maybe if I do fall of the building, Jacket's will help me. I guess until I learn everyone's name, I'll just create nicknames.

"Hey, Alex, this is Will and Zach. Will, Zach, this is Alex." We shook hands as Layla introduced us. I would have introduced Connor, but he seemed to like being alone at the back of the group.

And he said I was anti-social this morning.

We entered the gym, which looked like any old gym to me.

The bleachers, big logo in the centre of the floor.

I'm not sure why we were here.

Did Gwen leave us here? I thought she would have told us what to do. Worst student body president ever.

A bright light flew over our heads and landed behind the podium. What kind of power is a ball of light? Unless you need to find your keys or something. But, you could probably kidnap glow-stick boy, aka Zach. His clothes would brighten the darkest corner.

"Good morning, I am Principle Powers. On behalf of us all the faculty and staff, welcome to Sky High." Not going to ask about her powers then.

"Yeah." Zach cheered. We all turned to look at him, while he looked around, finding he was the only one who clapped.

"In a few moments you will be going through Power Placement, and your heroic journey will begin."

"Power placement?" Don't tell me we're in a class of just our powers. That would suck.

I may not get to see flame-boy in a class on my own.

"Sounds fascist." Layla chided.

"Power Placement: it's how you're decided where you go." Ethan, who I had overheard introducing himself to Will, explained.

"The Hero track, or the loser track." Magenta said in an un-impressed, yet slightly worried tone.

Power Placement sounds rather dull.

"Th-there's a loser track?" Will stuttered looking nervous. Why? He was the son of the two greatest superheroes. Why would he be nervous?

"I believe the preferred term is, Hero support." Ethan lent to Will slightly as Principle Powers looked over at him.

"For now, good deeds and good luck. Let the adventure begin. Comet's away!" There's that power again! Seriously, what is with that?

Maybe she blinded villains.

"All right listen up." Since when was there a stage in here? And since when was Sonic Boom on it? "My name is coach Boomer. Some of you may know me as 'Sonic Boom', some of you may not. Here's how power placement is gonna work. You will step up here, and show me your power. And, yes, you will do so in front of the entire class. I will then determine where you will be assigned. Hero or sidekick. Now every year there are a few students, or as I like to call them, wiener babies, who will see fit to question, and to complain about their placement. So let's get one thing straight. My word is law. My judgment is final, so there will be no whiner babies. Are we clear?" When no one answered he seemed to get a bit frustrated. "I said, are we," He opened his mouth wider. Oh no, Sonic Boom! "Clear?!" I swear I heard a kid skid across the floor at the force. My hair is just not catching a break today!

"Yes Coach Boomer!" Everyone was afraid of him.

Don't know why.. (Sarcasm)

"It's go-time!" I tuned the rest of it out as he humiliated people, apart from Zach, who turned out was actually a walking glow stick, who had thought his power was the greatest.

"You." He pointed at me. He had just announced Layla as a sidekick. "You've been quiet so far. Name?" He looked down at his board.

"Alex Kent." I stated. He would have been told about my brother and I's 'situation'.

"Ah yes. The one's who could give the Commander and Jetstream a run for there money. Power?" He questioned as a stood on the stage.

Actually, no. No I could not.

"Super-strength, sonic hearing and Canary Cry."

"Car." I caught the car single handed, and Boomer looked impressed.

"You in the back. Mutter something that only you can hear." So then Ethan did.

"He said that you had an amazing power." I chuckled at Ethan's kiss-ass attitude. He smiled sheepishly before nodding that I was correct.

It would be pretty easy to guess what he'd said anyway. Too predictable.

"Impressive. Canary Cry?" Coach put his clipboard under his arm, drawing his attention on me fully.

"Well, it's not exactly a Canary Cry, more like, I sing and you get hypnotized and thrown back."

"Do I look like I care? Big Larry, power up, and get up here." Oh no... "Unleash the beast girly. Now." Girly? Unleash the beast? Well here goes nothing. My voice pushed the over-sized rock called Larry through the doors of the gym. He looked dazed, and what I could see of his eyes, portrayed that he was under my spell. Casting my mind for him to get up, he did. He walked over and onto the platform, following my every command. Releasing him, his power went and he looked confused.

"W-what happened?" Coach looked impressed as the bell went.

"Hero. All right we'll pick it up after lunch. Starting with you." He pointed to Will who tensed.

Someone's nervous.

"That's not cool." Zach ranted. "Boomer will regret making me a sidekick. All right? Someday, it'll be dark, he'll be all alone, walking to his car. He'll drop his keys, and I won't glow to help him find 'em."

"How would you help him find them if he's all alone anyway?" I looked to Zach who thought over my logic before pouting.

"You got a problem with me?" The guy who shifted into Boomer rose from his seat. I'll tell you, the guy was good at acting, except his eyes stayed the same, which only I noticed apparently.

"Uh, no." Zach was visibly shaking, and I tried hard not to laugh.

"No what?"

"No, sir. No, sir! No, sir!" Zach raised his voice slightly, tensing. I giggled slightly and Layla frowned at me.

"You think this is funny?" She scolded, whispering and watching the exchange.

"No. I know it's funny." He shifted back and laughed.

"Just messing with you, sidekick."

"You're not supposed to use your powers outside of the school gym!" Ethan shouted at him as I led them both away.

"The cafeteria staff requests sidekicks stop ordering hero sandwiches."

We all sat down, I was on the other side of Layla.

"Am I crazy, or is that guy really looking at me?" We all turned to see Jacket's staring at Will. Ooo, why didn't I sit on the other side? We could of stared at each other like in a sappy romance novel!

I think I need to stop watching those TV shows with gran..

"Dude." Zach drawled out.

"What?" Will looked panicked.

"That's Warren Peace." So he has a name. An insanely hot name!

Reminds me of the novel, War and Peace.

"That's Warren Peace?" Layla had obviously thought he would be something different based on the disappointment in her voice.

"Yeah."

"Oh, I've heard about him. His mom's a hero, and his dad's a supervillian. Baron Battle." Never heard of him.

"Where do I come in?" Will turned his attention to Layla.

"Your dad, busted his dad. Quadruple life sentence." Ethan stated as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"No chance of parole until after his third life." Magenta added.

"That's great. First day of Sky High and I already have an archenemy. Hmm." Will glanced at us, trying to discreetly look at Warren. "Is he still lookin'?"

"No." Layla replied.

"No?"

"No." Will glanced at Warren.

"I thought you said he wasn't looking!" Will exclaimed.

"He wasn't," I put in. "It was more like glaring." That seemed to have caught his attention because when I looked back to him to give him a proper check out, he was staring at me. The slightest chance of a smirk on his face. Was it possible to be this hot?