(35)

"What if we get expelled?" I asked suddenly worried.

Warren's face strained at the idea, "That would not be the best thing."

Principle Powers waked in a moment later. Warren and I watched her cross the room, sit down, and get situated with large expecting eyes.

"You two can calm down now," she spoke sternly. "Nothing bad is going to happen, you hear?"

Warren slowly slouched back in his chair while I still sat with anxiety.

"A few of your neighbors, Ms. Nickelson," Principle Powers said looking directly at me. "Saw the entire battle, and recorded it."

I sank. I held my face in my hands and rested my elbows on my knees.

"Luckily we managed to convince them not to show that to the general public," she finished with a small sigh.

"I thought your neighbors knew about you?" Warren asked looking over at me.

"Most of them believe it's just Johnny with the special abilities," I answered looking up. "Only Johnny's parents know about me and my father."

"Fortunately for you, one of your neighbors is part of the special branch of the law enforcement," Powers continued on. "And won't breathe a word under certain circumstances."

Warren and I turned to Powers questioningly.

"Blackmail?" Warren asked.

"Not entirely," Powers answered. "The Commander and Jetstream are… not in their prime anymore. So he needs a new team of defense to help with the city under those special situations."

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped as the entire picture suddenly slapped me in the face, "You've got to be joking."

"He only wants you for the small tasks at first," Powers said standing up. "Only when you've graduated from Sky High does he want you to become the real full time heroes Commander and Jetstream are."

I cursed under my breath.

"We just became a team about a month ago," Warren spoke. "We're still in the early stages of our power development."

"Which is exactly why he only wants you for the smaller tasks at first," Powers explained. "So you can grow over the next few years and then take over completely."

I glanced over at Warren completely unsure of our current predicament.

"You'll need some time to think I know," Powers said walking to her office door. "So take the weekend to think about it."

"We're dismissed from school?" Warren asked as we stood slowly.

"Your fellow peers can't seem to contain their excitement that in their own school, there are real heroes that have fought outside of school," Powers said gently. "Boomer is in class so you are on your own for getting out."

Warren and I were silent when we walked out of Principle Powers office.

I turned my head and opened my mouth to speak but no words came.

Warren gently grabbed my upper arm and turned me towards the hallway, "Let's go home and see what your father thinks."

Warren's grip on my arm loosened and his hand slowly reached down to mine. His fingers gently intertwined in mine and he squeezed lightly letting me know everything was going to be alright.

I squeezed back silently grateful he was there to reassure me.

"I hear them!" someone yelled.

Warren and I glanced up at the hallway before us. All the doors were cracked open. Someone peered out of the door looking first to the rest of the hallway and then to us. Warren and I froze unsure how to react to what might happen next.

"It's them!" they shouted.

Suddenly all the doors were nearly ripped off the hinges as a crowd of teenagers started darting towards us.

Warren squeezed my hand roughly and started running, "Run, Izzy!"

I shot back to reality and started moving my feet. It was either run or be dragged as I realized Warren was much faster than I was.

"I guess we're kinda famous," Warren said as his grip on my hand never let up.

"I really don't think the school would react like this if it were Commander and Jetstream," I replied.

"Yeah," Warren replied as we rounded a corner. "This seems a bit excessive."

"Obsessive?" I repeated unable to hear him over the loud noises my class mates were making.

"In here," Warren said whipping me around the corner and then even further into the janitor's closet.

Warren closed the door and pinned me against it.

"Ow!" I shouted.

Warren immediately covered my mouth as the other hand pushed my shoulder up against the door. We listened carefully as all the footsteps passed the door continuing to run down the hallways.

All was quiet a few moments later. Warren slowly released me letting me breathe a little heavier than before. Warren held his hands on his hips breathing just as deeply as I was.

"We're on the opposite side of the building," I said catching my breath. "We have to go back the way we came."

"Shhh!" Warren said placing his hand over my mouth again with his forehead touching mine.

"They're spreading out," Warren spoke in a whisper.

Warren slowly removed his hand from my mouth placing one finger over my lips telling me to be quiet. I nodded as I heard a few footsteps on the other side of the door.

What do we do if they find us, I thought desperately wanting to ask Warren.

I bit my lower lip glancing up at Warren. I was a little scared since we were so far away from our exit. The chances of us getting out without being noticed was extremely slim since the entire school was out to get us; in a way.

My eyes widened as I heard someone slowly creep up on the door we were behind. I glanced back to Warren as my teeth started to rattle.

I put my bottom lip in-between my teeth as Warren carefully put one hand one the door behind me leaning in. I kept my shaking hands down at my sides pressed to the door behind me.

Warren placed his free hand under my chin forcing me to look up.

I kept my eyes closed as my face looked up into the light. I didn't want Warren seeing the fear in my eyes.

I heard Warren chuckle as something lightly brushed against my nose a few times. I opened my eyes blinking a few times in confusion as Warren gently pressed his lips to mine.

I closed my eyes again as Warren removed his hand from my chin. Now the only our lips touched as the rest of our bodies focused on keeping the door closed. Our kiss was soft and innocent as our hands remained on the door.

My nails started to get frustrated as they began to dig into the door behind me. My breathing got heavier again when I finally lost it. I threw my hands up and gripped onto Warren's jacket pulling him even closer than he was before.

God he is so warm, I thought.

Warren took the open invitation rushing his hands up from my torso to my head pinning me against the door. He cradled my head cautiously holding back as we still tried to remain quiet.

A whimper escaped my lips when Warren left them for my neck. I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders as I arched my back against the door. Warren shoved me back creating a sudden noise.

I opened my eyes first startled that someone heard us then I realized what was really going on.

The first thing I saw was Warren's shoulder catching on fire. I then saw the fire suddenly spread to his entire body.

I opened my mouth to speak but only a extended moan came from them. My eyes rolled back into my head as Warren teasingly worked over a sensitive spot on my neck.

My face flushed with embarrassment as I covered my mouth with my own hand.

Warren stopped looking up at me with his signature smile. He pressed his forehead to mine for a moment before he playfully bit his lower lips and then darted back for my neck.

By now, the fire had spread from him to me. My heart rate quickened as I expected the burning sensation to kick in. I raised my hand to see the fire dancing off it. My entire body was on fire and somehow I couldn't feel it.

Then I thought of my clothes.

"Warren!" I whimpered. It sounded more pleasurable than alarmed.

"Shhh, they'll hear us," he responded with another smile.

"No! Warren we're on fire," I told him as I pushed him off.

"I found them!" someone from the other side shouted.

Warren quickly pulled back glancing first at me then at himself. The fire seemed to die down a little but we were both still slightly engulfed in the flame.

I looked down at myself seeing all my clothing still intact. No holes or burn marks appeared as the fire slowly burned out.

"I still don't know how you do that," I said pressing up against the door again.

"It's easy," Warren said closing the gap between us. "I actually have to try to burn anything."

Warren placed an aggressive kiss on my lips.

"But in case you are wondering," Warren smiled mischievously. "I do have the ability to burn clothing off and leave the skin perfectly fine."

My face flushed again as the door behind me opened.