Ok, people who are working for anyone who can make a legal suite against me. I hereby announce that I do NOT own Sky High or any of the characters affiliated with it. So there... but I do ownARCANA,CANE,KARMA and SAM... so there... hah... whatever...

'Arcana, UP, up right now! Bus'll be here in 20 minutes, move it!' a voice yelled through my door, startling me awake. Sitting dead straight up I looked around me in sleepy confusion. Was there another police raid? Huh? Bus? Rubbing my eyes I realized that it was a school day… and that meant that I had to take a bus… because I could no longer just drive to school… I had to fly. Groaning in annoyance I flopped back down. It was way too early in the morning for this.

'Arcana, did you hear me? Get your skinny ass up!' the voice yelled again, accentuating his cause with banging loudly on my door. Rolling over I promptly fell off the bed. Great! Looking at the wall I twitched my nose. Sighing I mustered enough energy to semi scramble up… grabbing clothes to dress in as I went. I found a pair of ripped jeans, a bra and a singlet all within hands reach. Obviously there was a god. Yawning I made my way over to the door, tripping over twice. Which was a record, well for me. Opening it I saw Sam. Shirtless. Well he was holding a shirt… but I didn't think that that really counted. I glared because I could. He glared back.

'Bite me,' I snarled pushing past him, making my way blindly towards the stairs, no one ever said that I was a morning person… kitchen, must get to the kitchen.

'Happy this morning aren't we,' he commented to my back. I gave him the finger over my shoulder and gave into the brief fantasy of burning him alive. Repeatedly. Sam and I liked each other. Deep down… somewhere. We just didn't like to admit it. I had one driving urge. Coffee. I had to get coffee. My world stopped when there wasn't enough coffee pumping through my blood stream. And right now. There was way too much blood in my system. Ignoring the other two people who were in the kitchen I went straight to the coffee maker and almost desperately poured myself a cup. Taking a long drink I sighed and leaned against the bench. Cradling the cup closely. Sam wandered in and picked up a piece of toast. I spotted the shirt that he was still holding in one hand.

'Gimmi?' I commanded. Sam raised an eyebrow at my extended hand.

'Give you what?' he asked.

'Your shirt,' I said wriggling my fingers at him.

'Why?' he asked again handing it over anyway.

'I'm going to wear it to school today,' I said, putting it on. I loved dress shirts, male dress shirts. This one was black with red designs going up the back and the right sleeve. I rolled up the sleeves to my elbows and did a twirl, Sam rolled his eyes. Sculling the rest of my coffee, I raced up the stairs two at a time and raced into my room. Dodging things on the floor I made it to my personal bathroom with minimal injuries. One stubbed toe. Applying makeup quickly, and brushing my fingers through my hair. I pulled on my boots. Yanked my bag from under my bed. And once again raced down the stairs, they were the bane of my existence. Sam was waiting by the door. I gave him a punch as I breezed past him. He chuckled and slammed the door behind me.

I got on the bus… just. And spotted Layla waving frantically at me. As I neared her she snagged me into a hug and squeezed. All my breath left me, wouldn't have picked Layla to be so strong.

'Arcana, how are you? You weren't on the bus yesterday, where were you? Also I called your house-,' she chattered.

'You called my house?' I asked confused. I know I hadn't given it to anyone except school faculty.

'Oh, I just rang up telephone directory. I had you last name and address so the rest was no problem,' she explained like it was normal behavior.

'Right,' I said slipping into the spare seat across the isle from her, that wasn't stalking… 'What did you want?'

'There's a small party happening on Friday night, I was wondering if you wanted to come, I know its probably not what your used to but… I thought you might want to come anyway.' She said, playing with a strand. I noticed something was up.

'Where's will? I asked noticing that he was missing. She gave me a smile. I knew she wasn't a wear that even though she tried to hide it, the sadness came through with it.

'He went overseas for a while, promoting the Stronghold three thing. He'll be missing in action for three days,' she sighed. Ok now that made sense, while he was gone she was going to amuse herself with something else. You'd be that something else, that annoying voice pointed out. Oh fuck, that means that I was going to have her full undivided attention, my life as I knew it was over. I lifted my hands and cradled my face in them in horror. Ok so I was being dramatic. I was allowed to be dramatic at least once a week, twice if I hadn't burnt down any large buildings. And I hadn't this week. I think that I'll have to go down to the industrial estate tonight, the fire brigade hadn't had any fun since the science lab incident… A pair of hands wrapped themselves around my booted feet and lifted them off the seat that they had been resting on. I lifted my hands they were already on fire to see who would dare to touch my boots. It was Warren, in his ripped jean and leather jacket glory. He sat down ignoring my fiery look. He still held my feet up until he was settled then he placed them in his lap. Layla watched the interaction with widened eyes.

'What are you doing?' I asked pointedly removing my feet from his lap.

'Doing what a boyfriends supposed to do…' he said dryly. My nose twitched on its own accord, great another bad habit. Layla choked and it seemed the whole bus had turned its attention on us. Layla was still trying to breath… she didn't seem to be doing such a great job at it.

'Oh ha ha… very funny,' I said turning my attention to our audience I gave them a death stare, they all shrunk away from it and quickly pretended to be doing something else. Oh yeah, I still had it.

'Layla… ah…. You ok?' warren asked. Looking over at Layla I saw her staring between us in excitement and horror. Um… if I wasn't in a on a bus I would be running away right about… now.

'You… eh…. Hahm… girl… boy… friends? Never…. Coming… that…oh WOW!' she finally came up with leaning into the bus seat blinking furiously. Yes I totally agree… oh WOW. Now to try and untangle the mess that I was in. straps wrapped themselves across my chest before I could move and sit next to Layla. I took a deep breath and looked over at Warren who was reading a book… HOLD IT! What the hell? He was reading a book? When and where did he get the book? As if feeling my gaze he turned his attention to me and looked at me questionly.

'So were doing this… ah… it… thing… for a week then?' I asked.

'Yep,' he said straight faced. I wanted to roll my eyes at him. But resisted, barely. 'but if its like really BAD then we can bail early.' A smile slid over my features before I could stop them.'

'I bail…' I declared, sitting back. I was a genius. Oh yeah problem solved, now all I had to do was get through high school knowing that I passed up and bailed on this. That would mean that I would have to tell myself once a week that he was cute. But I'd seen hotter, hell I'd had hotter. And really it didn't matter that he could light fires without help. I could teach any hot guy to burn things. No problem.

'Pussy…' he said turning his full attention back to his book. HELLO! What the hell was that?

'EXCUSE ME!'I asked incredibly. Oh it was on.

'your scared to give it a week,' he said not looking up from his book. Ooohhh… he was going down!

'Am not,' I said childishly. He smirked into his book. 'I'm NOT!' I repeated. He grinned even more. Oooohhh… that was low. He had pushed my rather large pride. All I had to do know was to be the bigger person and not give into his prodding… arggg… must… not… give… in… fuck it. My pride was worth more.

'Fine!' I snapped glaring out the window. I would take my revenge. I seriously would. Anything else but the pride and it would have been water on a ducks back, but… no he had to call me a pussy. How low could I go. I had no back bone! Where the hell had my bad ass attitude gone. My god I was going soft. As soon as I got my act together I was going to go out and get arrested. Ggggrrrrrr…

'Did you just growl?' he asked, I shot him a low look.

'No!' he grinned refocusing on his book.

'Sure you didn't.'

Storming down the hall, people dived out of my path to escape the flames that were almost flowing freely out of me. My arms were fully alight and I had reached apocalyptic pissed off. He was going to die… I was going to burn him to a crisp as painfully as I could manage. I didn't know who he was… but it was only a matter of time before I found out. It had been announced over the PA that the schools latest "flaming hot" couple was between Warren and I. I was happy with the whole trial relationship and people seeing the it around school. But having it announced to the whole entire school was a step over the line. By a few thousand miles. So he was going to DIE! Repercussions be damned. Storming up to the door in which held my intended victim I all but ripped it off its hinges opening it. Only to find my intended in the arms of another attacker. Warren. Oh great! Now I had to burn him to death too.

'HEY!' I yelled. 'HANDS OFF!' warren looked over at me, eyes flashing. The senior in his hands, his shirt on fire, threw me one of the most grateful looks I had ever seen. I returned with a look that would have made the devil jump up and down in joy. Warren shook his head at me in question.

'He's mine,' I growled. 'he is going to wish he never lived to talk.' I snarled walking over to them and held out a fiery hand expectantly. He was going to hand him over without a fuss. Warren dropped the other boy on the ground and faced me.

'I got him first,' he argued. This was our first fight, our first fight in a relationship.

'I don't care,' I said putting my flaming hands on my hips and leaning forward.

'I do… finders keepers, I'm going to-.'

'Once again care factor zero. I want to beat him to a pulp, then make sure that he never has kids ever again. Then I'm going to toss him over the side of the school,' I interrupted glaring.

'Well… I'm going to beat him, burn him. Make him a eunuch, then string him up upside down on a flag pole with a burning rope. Then make him pay again. Daily,' he growled. Turning back to the intended victim. He was now pretty much scared shitless. For gods sake the man was near tears. Not a good look.

'Your not seriously going-.' A voice said from the doorway where a crowed had gathered. Turning as one, Warren and I and gave her same don't-fuck-with-me look. Her face shut down,.

'Stay out of this,' Warren said. I looked away and saw that the little shit was making a brake for it. I grabbed him and punched him in the hard in the face, rendering him unconscious, I will not have him running away on me.

'Now,' I said looking at warren who was looking at me with a little bit of surprise and a little respect. 'who wants to do what?' I asked.

'Huh?'

'Were going to have to share him. He insulted us both, so we each have a fair amount of him each.'

'No-ones going to "get" anybody,' Principle Powers stated stepping into the burning room. 'This is starting to be a rather bad habit that you two are getting into. I want both of you to make your way to the detention room to ponder your latest fall from grace.' She commanded. I gritted my teeth still on fire. She walked further into the room, stepping over the unconscious man on the floor and gave me a rather superior smile.

'You may want stop all the fire in the room including yourselves, your not impressing anybody.' She said absently reaching down and picking up a charred microphone. Hey I caused serious damage to school property… 10 points. Yay for me.

'Who's going to be paying for damages?' She asked dropping the microphone onto the floor. My hand shot up like a kindergarten kids.

'I will,' I said in false excitement. I had money to burn… and there was only a few thousand worth of singed equipment in the room. Dad may never be around but his bank balance was. Cane and I had tried in the pass to get his attention by spending a lot… it didn't work.

'Good. Now that that's settled both of you. To the detention room right NOW!' she commanded. Come off it we were in high school not the fricking army. I rolled my eyes and headed for the dreaded shiny white room.

'So…' Layla said after sitting herself across from me. Seriously the girl wouldn't take a hint of fuck off if it was tattooed on her head. I thought my body language was enough to send even the stupidest people running for cover. but obviously Layla didn't think it applied to her. 'you and warren, huh?' she continued. I looked up from where I was toying with my can of coke. My displeasure showing in my eyes.

'Yeah,' I said looking down at my lunch, a packet of chips and some sort of sandwich… well I assumed it was a sandwich… the jury was still out on that one.

'Wow. I mean that's great, who asked who?' she asked leaning across in what I sort of thought as a conspirator move. I sighed and gave her my attention again, time for female bonding… yet…

'We came to a mutual decision.' There answered the bloody question. Leave me alone to figure out what exactly my lunch was.

'Hey,' a voice said behind me. A tray slapped down next to mine and warren slid onto the bench next to me. His whole side pressed up against mine. Ok… a whole fucking table and he had to sit right on top of me. His hand slid around my waist and I took a deep breath… this was bonding… as a boyfriend and girlfriend. I told myself firmly. Layla beamed at us. Oh geese. She was going to be making puppy faces soon. Warren's hand reached over and stole a few of my chips. Looking up at him I frowned.

'You right?' I asked. He nodded and ate them. He then grabbed his book and flicked it open. What the hell was with him and that book?

'So you guys wanna come over to mine and stuff this afternoon?' Layla asked. Didn't she have other friends she could bug? Warren looked up from his book and glanced over at me. A question on his face. Good to know that I still wore the pants in this trial relationship. I shrugged. I had no idea.

'Depends. You working?' I asked warren. He shook his head.

'Nope, not for the next couple of nights. Their training up new staff.' He said stealing more of my chips.

'Hey…' I protested. 'your stealing the only reliable editable food I have.' I snapped slapping his hand away as he went back for more. He grinned and bit into another one. Grrr….

'What's today?' I asked.

'Wednesday,' Layla said looking at me as though I had lost the plot. Wednesday… pizza and movie night with Cane and entourage. Hmmm…

'Wanna come to mine instead… its pizza and movie night,' I said. Now why the hell had I done that? Warren shrugged and muttered something that sounded along the lines of whatever. Layla nodded in agreement.

'Your brother going to be wearing clothes this time?; she asked. Warren choked on my coke which he had stolen.

'Eww… backwash,' I groaned, snatching it back.

'Its not like you haven't had my sal-' he started.

'That is way to much information!' Layla interjected. I nodded in agreement absently.

'I have no idea what he'll be wearing, I take the days as they come.' I said wiping wipeing my can with my shirt. A hand started towards my near empty packet of chips.

'Fuck off…' I growled in warning. 'buy your own.' Whacking him in the stomach. Hard.

'Yours taste better,' he said rubbing the spot where I had hit him.

'Cute…' I commented standing, his hand dropped away and I missed the warmth that I hadn't realized that I had been receiving. 'I've gotta go burn things with a teacher. So see you guys later…' I said grabbing my bag. Warren grabbed my vacated chips and started eating them out of the packet… well there goes lunch. Layla waved and started into her salad. Well it looked like salad.

'Bye,' warren mumbled around his chips. I smiled and started to walk towards the exit. The fire ball hit me in the ass when I reached 20 meters away from the door. Turning I looked at warren expectantly. He gave me an innocent look. My jaw clenched and I form a blue fire ball. It hit him in the chest. Perfect aim. I smirked.

Well the end to another chapter sorry about the wait and stuff. My computers under threat from a virus so I'm a little out of action with posting… but… I'm still writing and stuff… thanks to all that have reviewed and stuff. Um… yeah… I think that's all at the moment. Review and stuff to show that you care.

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