"Get your bloody hands off of me!" that was what the four classes of Sky High first heard when they entered the gym where they were being introduced to their new classmates. Most of them were being very cautious, none of them wanted to put up with another Royal Pain.
Many of them looked taken back as they heard a female voice yell that; people who had arrived only moments before suddenly saw what was going on. They all saw a blonde female flip a black-haired male over her back. "That's what you get for trying to pet this kitty, you little bugger," she said loudly. Several people screamed as they realized her eyes had flashed yellow, like cat's eyes.
She was wearing a pale yellow silk tank top over black pants; black sneakers covered Her feet. She looked as if she was going for a comfortable, yet pretty outfit. Her brown eyes were flashing yellow, but you could still see that they must be pretty dark beneath the yellow. Her blonde curls were not tied up, as a sporty girl like her may where it, but it was worn down.
"Very impressive, Miss Davies, but flashing your eyes at another student won't put you in Hero class. Sidekick," several people gasped as they heard Coach Boomer's reaction. This Miss Conner only hissed at him and jumped up onto the pedestal that he was standing on, her eyes staying yellow. "Look, you bloody little maggot. I'm Hero just as much as you were a side-kick," even more people gasped now. She dared to say that to a teacher. Boomer glared at her. "Now, you're going to place me in the bloody Hero class; or, I'll just go to Principle Powers and explain to her why this little Feral has to go back to England. I'm not going to be a side-kick, get it?" she said, cruelty upon her voice.
Boomer looked a bit frightened of the girl. "Fine, show me what else you can do," he said, not quite knowing what a 'feral' was exactly. He was quite intrigued to find out. The blonde girl nodded. She sat down on the ground and ordered, "someone attack me."
Before anyone could tell what he was doing, the black haired boy who she had flipped earlier stepped up behind her. He looked down at his hands and suddenly electricity surged from hand to hand. He threw a volt of electricity at her. As he did all of this, his white shirt and jeans rippled with energy. His hair seemed to stick up from the energy, or perhaps that was just from all the gel he used in it.
The girl jumped up and flipped behind the boy, her catlike reflexes visible. She kicked him down onto the floor and jumped up on top of him, each leg on one side of him. She held one hand up in the air and everyone could see the claw-like nails that she had. She then got up and looked at Coach Boomer. She then grinned as she heard him say to both of them, "Hero's!"
The Asian boy looked equally happy as she did. He turned to her and held out her hand, "I'm Adam Arato," he said as she shook his hand. The blonde smiled, "Catalina, Cattie, Davies. Ever call me Catalina and I will slash you with my claws," she said in a playful warning. Although, Adam was unsure if she was telling the truth or not.He decided to believe that she was, for his sake.The British girl and the Asian boy startedto talk in the corner of the room, with people coming up and introducing themselves to them often.
Everyone started to head towards their classes just as Coach Boomer shouted, "hold it! We still have one new student to place!" Everyone turned around to see a girl who looked to be about fifteen, standing beside Coach Boomer. Her black hair was tied up in a bun perched upon her head with two bejeweled chopsticks sticking out of it. Her gray eyes had a dead look in them, as if the girl had no sense of humor nor had she ever been happy. And by the way she was dressed it didn't look it either.
She wore a black halter top with a thin sheer black long sleeved shirt with a pair of black jeans. She wore black boots with a low heel that made her look as if she was use to no nonsense. Most students there figured that she wasn't. Her face was pale and she only wore the slightest bit of make-up. But she didn't really need to. She was one of those girls who could look decent without make-up. And she did look pretty with the little amount of eyeliner, eye shadow, and lip-gloss that she used. In an eerie way, but still, pretty.
"Tru Connors, show me what you can do," Coach Boomer said, looking at her expectantly. She just looked back at him. He glared at her, "well, are you going to show us your power?"
She frowned, "what if I don't want to?" Her voice was harsh sounding, but beneath the harshness, there was a lot of hidden emotion. The Coach blew his whistle at her, making her glare at him with her gray eyes. "Fine," she muttered. She raised her hand at Coach Boomer and suddenly a flash of light hit his eyes. He started yelling and fell to the ground. "Oh my god! You blinded me!" he yelled. Tru couldn't help but smirk as she saw that his eyes were white.
"No, I bent the light around your eyes to temporarily blind you," she said, still smirking. She waved her hand and the Coach's eyes returned to their original color. He looked at her and shouted "sidekick!"
Everyone looked at him for explanation. "There will be times," he started to explain. "When there is no light to bend. You will be no hero then. So sidekick." Tru said nothing, but smiled and walked out of the room.
The groups of students started to walk to their classes, while several students helped Adam and Carrie to their classes. But nobody seemed to notice Tru walk off, alone. Nobody, that is, except Warren Peace.
A/N: I saw the movie today and decided before I left the theater that I needed to write a story. As long as people review, I will continue. But as I am in the middle of writing a few other fan fictions, it may take me a while. So please be patient if you like it! I'm sorry for the short chapter, but I wrote this at 1 in the morning.
