Well, actually it was a twelve hour shift because all hell broke loose, and I slept until noon, which I almost never do. Then we went by my grandmother's house to visit before running to Walmarts. I didn't know Nana worked in a panty factory… I love my crazy family.
Spindle Faerie: lol, well, here ya go hon. I was going to upload it last night, but I passed out on the couch as soon as I got home. My bad.
HermionePeace: Three chapters in a row? Noice! I feel loved. Honestly, I'm just writing anything that just pops into my head, and I'm in the process of changing the 6th chapter. But back to the point, pairings will just sort of happen… not that I have any clue what they'll be. Hell it could be Lash/Warren for all I know! Lol.
Here ya go, another chapter.
"And for the grand finally, Senior: Akasha, Michael."
"It's Mikel, sir." Mike stated from beside him, startling him. She smiled and arched a brow.
"What's you shtick?"
If anything her smile grew wider, "I can do anything I want."
He looked at her and she laughed, as suddenly from the floor several black pools spiraled into being and then several child sized skeletons climbed out, and began dancing. The group spun outwards causing the freshmen to scream and leap back. The skeleton kids did several acrobatic feats and dove into the floor, disappearing, except for one who leapt up and stole the coach's hat. Boomer let out a protesting sound and glared at the girl before stating, "Car." and he pressed a button.
Above her a car dropped. Behind her rose a large behemoth with bold red skin and three skeletal faces set just above his expansive chest. His heavily muscled arms caught the automobile and her hovered over her, ever silent. Boomer nearly jumped off the stage at the sudden shock of this creature looming over them.
She lifted her foot as the demonic thing set the car down and the monster slipped into the floor. She acted as if she put weight down on the foot in the air and picked up the other, remaining in the air. She continued doing this, angling her 'walk' more and more until she was standing upside-down before Boomer, the face level with his.
"I could tear out your soul, or let your blood boil in your veins. I could turn your hair bright pink or your skin blue. I could do anything that fancies me. And I can undo it all as well." She stated. "And nothing I create is a mere illusion, either."
"Hero." He stated and she grinned. Before back flipping to the gym floor and waiting for Sam and Matt. The freshmen were not moving towards her anytime soon and the trio left the gym, the other students a 'safe' distance of ten meters behind them. A nervous looking kid handed them their schedules and Mike stole both of theirs and leapt up on top of the lockers to look at the pink sheets of paper.
"Hey could at least have chosen a better color," she stated as they turned a deep royal purple with bright neon jade print. "Much better, now, what do we have?"
She scanned the sheets ignoring Sam's and Matt's protests. "The two of you have Power Control and Medic Training and Comic Appreciation together. And we all have Gym at the same period."
"You aren't in any of our classes?" asked Matt as she handed them back their schedules. She shook her head.
"You forget, I'm two years ahead of you both," she stated and Sam shrugged.
"Yeah, she's got her high and mighty Senior classes to attend and can't be bothered with us Sophomores," Sam was being sarcastic, of course, and Mike snorted down at them. "Come on Matt, we'll help you find Hero Support II."
As they walked down the hall, Mike shifted her bag to her left shoulder and glanced around. "You know, since we're coming in later than the freshmen, obviously, shouldn't we be taking remedial classes?"
"No that Powers lady said that if we need tutoring we'll be assigned someone to help."
"Might help if I was paying attention, huh?" She shrugged though. "Here we are, kid," she knocked on the door and a blonde man answered. "Matt Sutter, to join your class." she jerked her head to the tall boy and the man nodded.
"Well, come on in, Mr. Sutter," Matt started forward, but Mike snatched him and hugged him quickly.
"Behave yourself kid, or you'll be in for one hell of a whooping." she hissed and pushed him into the class. Sam laughed and waved goodbye to Matt before following Mike.
"How do you know where you're going?" Sam asked after a minute of walking with her.
"I always know where I'm going," Mike stated evenly. Stopping outside of Mad Science II, she knocked on the door and poked her head in. "Sir, Samantha Swaney," she jerked her head back to the girl behind her. The man with a rather large head rolled his eyes.
"Take a seat Ms Swaney." Mike watched her maneuver through to lab tables and settle beside the boy in orange from earlier.
She caught her eye and mouthed, "Behave." Sam waved at her and Mike ducked out of the class.
She glanced down at her schedule and twitched her nose at her first period. "Art..." she silently patted herself on the back for glancing at the map of the school before wandering down to the gym. And her photographic memory. The Art hallway was just two over from the one she was in then. Mike doubled back and found the right door, before she knocked on the door.
"Come in!" came a feminine call from within. She pushed open the door and stepped inside, closing it quietly behind her.
"Yes, dear?"
"I'm Mikel Akasha, I'm the senior joining your class." Mike stated looking up at the willowy blonde woman at the head of the class.
"OH!" she cried, smiling. "I thought the new student was a boy!"
"Not quite," snorted Mike. "Where can I sit?"
"Um," the teacher glanced around and sighed, "Well, the only seat available is with Jason Shelk."
Mike looked over and spotted the tall boy with the striped sleeves from the bus alone at a table. She walked over, set her bag down quietly and sat in the chair beside him.
"I'm Mrs. Wallbie, as some of you may know. And today, I would like for you all to join in with a beginning of the year assignment."
"You'll each stand, state your name, power and something about yourself. It can be a favorite memory, your favorite color or ice cream. It can be anything, so long as it's kept pg." She said that looking over at the Jason kid beside Mikel. "Now, let's start with the front row over here."
A mousy looking girl stood and said, "Maria Monroe, I talk to birds, and I..."
Mike lost interest.
A taste of Mike's power, oh buddy. And a taste of her attention span, as limited as that may be. Anyway, I'm changing the coming chapters, because, I really don't like them.
Later Goslings,
The Plaid Corset
