What?

Will Stronghold shot quick glances at his girlfriend Layla. They had been dating for seven weeks and Will still hadn't told his father. Will didn't know how his father would react, finding out that his only son, who was in the hero class at Sky High, was dating "hero-support."

Layla looked up from the steadily growing flowers in front of her. "Will, what's wrong?"

"Nothing Layla. I was just thinking," Will sighed. He couldn't tell her about his worries, she'd try and cheer him up by making some weird comment about fruit, she had a habit of doing that. Will sighed, shot another quick glance at Layla and pecked her on the cheek. "I haven't told my dad about us."

"Why?" she asked. The tulips and daisies stopped growing as she turned to look Will in the face.

"I'm not sure what he'll say. I told my mom, she likes you, and is really happy for us. But my dad..." Will trailed off, leaving the sentence to hang in the air.
Layla understood. Will's father, The Commander, was scary when angry and got angry over Will being friends with side kicks as it was. "It's okay Will, I understand. Your dad doesn't see past labels like your mom does."

Will nodded, there was a reason he liked Layla.

"Are we all getting together at my house tonight?"

"Yeah, I'll pick up Warren on my way over," responded Will.

"You've been doing that a lot lately, Will, picking up Warren. Even after he helped save the school you didn't really talk to him. You started talking to him about two weeks after we started dating." Layla sounded accusatory, like Will had done something extremely wrong by talking to the dark teen that had become a friend of the group.

"Is there something wrong with that? I thought that you wanted me to be his friend?" Will glared at the thin, flower covered girl. She glared right back at him.

"I do want you to be his friend, Will. But Warren seems to be more of a girlfriend to you than I am. You spend almost all of your time with him. You've broken off our dates to go to the movies with him. Why? What is your damage?" The daisies and tulips surrounding her were struggling to surge at Will and die at the same time.

"Do you not know what he's going through, Layla? His mother hates him, she abandoned him last year. His father is in prison. Warren is forced to live on his own in the run down part of town! I'm trying to get him to move in to my house, so that he doesn't have to go home to that every night. He's my friend, Layla. I don't understand how you can be angry with me over that!" Will struggled to calm his anger, he didn't want to hit Layla if he got out of control. "You're my girlfriend, you know that I like you more than Warren. Why don't you get it? I'm trying to help him! Not jeprodize our relationship." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Zach is acting the same way as me toward Warren and Magenta doesn't care."

"Glow-boy and the Guinea Pig are different. Zach doesn't spend as much time as you do around Warren," replied Layla. She sighed heavily, she hadn't wanted to have to do this. "Either you spend more time with me, less time with Warren, or we are done!"

"An ultimatum? You're giving me and ultimatum? Well, I'm going to spend my time with Warren because he needs my help and if you can't understand that then fine! Maybe we shouldn't have started dating in the first place!"

A group had surrounded the arguing couple as they sat in front of the school. The stood silently, waiting to see who's powers would blow out first. Will seemed to be struggling with his, and Layla's flowers were trying to get away and attack Will with the sharp thorns they had begun to grow.

Warren had been standing in the back of the crowd, watching the scene unfold. He'd never known that Will had actually concidered him a friend all those times that they had done stuff together, and he hadn't known about Will breaking off any of his dates with Layla; Will had always said that he was open whenever Warren had asked him to do something. He strode forward and shoved Layla away from Will, forcing her power to retreat and the thorny daisies and tulips to shrivel.

Warren put a leather clad arm around Will's shoulders and whispered in his ear, "Why Will, I never knew you cared." He could tell that Will had been lying to Layla about why he was spending so much time with him, he could tell that it wasn't just to help him out of the dump he lived in.

The crowd gasped collectively as it looked like Warren was kissing Will's cheek or ear, not whispering in his ear. Will blushed, knowing what they were thinking. Layla was on the ground, in shock because of Warren pushing her down.

"Will, do you really want to break up with me?" she asked, the flowers in her hair wilting as she spoke.

"Yes. I'd rather date Warren then date you," responded Will. Warren stared at him and Will grinned. "It's true."