I sighed and stretched my legs out beneath the white detention desk. It was the seventh time in the past three weeks that Warren and I had somehow ended up in detention. The reason behind our detentions usually involved a great deal of destruction of school property. Layla, Will, and Crystal now just stood on the sidelines and didn't interfere unless it looked like on of us was going to kill the other.

"Boooooooooooored………" I moaned, dropping my head to the desk with a thunk.

"It's not my fault we're in here," Warren said coldly, glaring darkly at me.

"Oh, really? Then whose is it?" I retorted sarcastically, "Please impart your bountiful wisdom to a lowly mortal such as myself."

Warren didn't say anything, just glared some more.

"You know, we really don't know each other very well. I mean, we've gotten in trouble three times for fighting over really stupid stuff, but we know nothing about each other. Well, except for the powers thing and your dad killed mine." I kept going as I tend to do when I'm nervous or bored, "But seriously, we're complete strangers. And…."

"Do you ever shut up?" Warren snapped irritably.

I fixed my incredibly bored gaze on him. "Do you ever stop sulking?"

Thankfully, Principal Powers walked in before he could reply.

"The two of you are this close to being suspended." She held up her fingers and glared at us. Neither of us said anything for a long time.

"Get out of here, and tomorrow," She fixed her angry gaze on each of us in turn, "I want no more fighting." She stalked out and I followed, Warren was close behind.

"I think she's grumpy." I said flatly to Warren.

"You think?" He stomped off, leaving me alone in the empty halls of Sky High.

"Hey!" I smiled at the familiar voice and turned to face Corey. He hugged me.

"I waited as long as I could," he told me.

"Thanks," I breathed. I let Corey slip his hand into mine. The two of us were fast becoming an item, an item of gossip that is. Every girl was jealous that the hottest guy in school was going out with me. It was kind of funny to think that I, the greatest outcast in this school (outside of certain sidekicks, of course), was going out with arguably the most popular guy in school.

"Have you been working on your flight without transformation?" Corey asked me.

"Yeah," I replied, "It's a lot harder than actually just transforming." I can sort of fly without transforming, but it is a latent power and is hard to control. Sometimes, like when my entire body is in flames, I can pull it off, but in my normal state it's kind of hard to do.

"You'll get it eventually," he told me, planting a kiss on my cheek.

We got outside to the front lawn of the school where I transformed for our trip home. Once I got into my house I changed back. Corey gave me a tight hug.

"You want to go somewhere for dinner?" he asked me.

"Sure, I'll have to double-check with the 'rents, but absolutely," I said, smiling.

"Great, I was thinking that every Friday we should go out to a restraunt of a different culture," he explained, "So tonight I was thinking Italian."

"All right, I'll ask my 'rents. What time?"

"How about 8?"

"Ok. I'll call you." I smiled at him.

He gave me a quick peck on the lips before disappearing out the door.

"Oh yeah," he said, popping his head back in the house, "Wear something sexy. Not that you don't look sexy already." He gave me a wink and vanished.

I couldn't help but laugh. I couldn't believe how lucky I'd gotten to find someone like him. He had told me everyday just how beautiful he thought I was. I was the happiest I'd ever been when I was with him.

Later that Night

Corey arrived promptly at 8 to pick me up. He was talking to my parents in the front room when I appeared in the door way. I tried and failed to hide a smile when he turned to look at me and his mouth fell open slightly.

"Do you like?" I asked spinning for him to see. I was wearing as dress with a black velvet corset top and a skirt of ruffled black mesh. Black silk gloves extended up my arms to my elbows and I had a black spider web necklace on.

A smile spread over his face as he stood up.

"Every guy we run across will be so jealous that they aren't out with the most beautiful girl on earth," he murmured to me.

I waved to my parents, promising to be home before 1 am. Corey led me outside to his car. It was a sweet black 2009 Stingray Corvette Concept with bright blue lightning bolts painted on the sides and hood. I stopped dead and my mouth fell open.

"Oh. My. God," I breathed, "How did you get that? I didn't even know those were on the market." I ran my gloved hand over the sleek body.

"I take it you like it," Corey said with a smirk.

"Like it? I'm practically drooling on it," I said with a stunned laugh.

"Let's go for a spin then," he replied with a grin. The doors popped open and I slid onto the smooth black leather seat. I was still in shock. I couldn't believe that Corey had a car as incredible as this. It sure beat out my rusting red 1987 Subaru.

I spent the whole ride sitting quietly, stroking the gorgeous leather seat.

Corey laughed when he looked over at me. "Careful, you'll rub a hole in the seat." He gave me a wink when I looked over at him. I laughed.

We pulled into the parking lot of an Italian restraunt I had never been to before. Corey parked and quickly opened my door. He smiled as he led me inside. It was beautiful and very elegant.

The owner of the restraunt greeted Corey personally, speaking rapidly to him in Italian. I blinked in surprise as Corey replied in perfect Italian. We were led to a private booth near the back.

"What do you think so far?" he asked me.

"I—wow," I was at a loss for words. "How do you do all this stuff? You have a car that's not even on the market; you speak flawless Italian and obviously know the owner." I just looked at him in shock.

He grinned, "The owner of this place is an old friend of my parents and a relative of mine gave me the car when he moved to Europe."

I still just stared at for a moment. Then I shook my head in amazement.

"So not only am I dating the most amazing guy in school but I'm dating the guy with a hot car and sweet connections," I said in disbelief.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"In spite of all that," I told him with a wicked grin, "I still love you."

He smirked, "I'm irresistible, I know." He kissed the back of my hand.

Dinner passed too quickly for me. The owner made sure we had the very best of everything and when the evening was over he came to speak with us personally.

Corey smiled at me over the roof of his car as we left the restraunt.

"That wasn't too bad for our first official date, was it?" he asked with a smirk as if he already knew the answer.

"It was wonderful, thank you," I whispered. His smirk turned into a genuine smile.

"You're welcome."

We pulled out of the parking lot and headed for my house. When we pulled up in front he leaned over and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek.

"So how about something a little less formal next week?" he asked.

"Like what?" I looked at him.

"Pizza?"

"You're on," I told him with a grin. I returned his kiss and hopped out of the car.

"See you Monday."

He waved as I turned back in the middle of my front walk and then he drove off.

I slipped into my house and lay back on my bed, a smile on my lips. I was in heaven.