Don't own Sk yhigh
The New Girl
She made one last jump before slowing the white mained, black horse to a stop by the stables and tethered him, unbridling him before talking him for a walk to cool him down and putting him back out of the ring into the pasture.
"Megan! Its almost time for school!" Her uncle yelled from his open office window on the third floor and she ran in to change and take a shower so she wouldn't smell like her favorite of her horses.
"You know, Boomer'll probably make you-" Her uncle said and Megan sighed as she pushed her feet into her hot pink and black sneakers.
"Well I can't," She said smiling as she pulled her black jacket with the black and red striped sleeves and the mischief fairy on the back. "So I guess the coach can cry about it."
"Or he'll put you in hero support."
"Oh well." Megan smiled as she shoved her sketch book into her plain red backpack and hurried out the door to see the school bus pulling up outside the gate to her house.
Only tripping once on her way up the steps into the school bus she quickly looked around for a seat. She found one in the back and slid into it with a sigh before pulling out her sketch book and starting to draw a sketch of an ice fairy.
Warren peace woke up a few minutes before he had to leave and, naturally, he stood, pulled a brush through his hair, and pulled on some clothes, and banged on his door to wake his sister up before jogging out to meet to bus at a street corner three blacks from his apartment with his bag slung over his shoulder and his jacket loosely hung on his broad shoulders.
He was, however, a little disturbed that someone had taken his spot on the bus.
"Hey." He said a little more aggressively them was really necessary, but really, this was a punishable act.
The girl looked up with her shoulder length hair swinging wildly in surpass as she put a hand automatically over her unfinished sketch.
She was average, not pretty, but not ugly either. She had skin that was a tanish cream color, and freckles smattered across her nose.
She was wearing a jacket with sleeves that were black and red striped, greatly reminding him of Lash before he noticed it. She had brown eyes by they were surrounded by a ring of steal gray that ran up to create a flaw in her left eye. It was the mark of a shifter.
"Hm?" She asked with a smile and he shrugged it off, slamming into the spot next to her and pulling out a notebook to write in. He paused when Ron signaled they were going off road before finally the girl said something.
"What's Sky High like? I went to Shifter Academy last year but..."
Warren remained silent, not to be rude but because he was too absorbed in his thoughts to stop writing. Yet even as he shoved it into his backpack and glanced at her he couldn't help but say it. "Don't expect and special treatment." there was a hint of amusement in his voice as he continued, "If they can't, they'll eat you alive."
Even as he stood he felt her eyes on him but he didn't look back as after a few minutes she followed. He didn't think he'd be able to look away if he saw those eyes again...
They looked just like Melanie's had.
Magenta was different in the fact that she had purple and black eyes, so the flaw was much less noticeable.
He was fairly thankful that he didn't have a run in with the new girl all morning... Until lunch.
Having just been made a hero (again) Megan walked next to Will and Layla who'd been put in charge of showing her around.
"Hey Warren!" Layla said brightly as she sat down across from him with Will next to her.
"Can I sit here?' Megan asked a little shy as he looked up with his usual bored expression and shrugged as he turned back to his view. It was a book of Edgar Allen Poe's poetry and he was halfway through the poem "Alone" when he heard Megan recite it under her breath.
"Can I help you?" He asked looking her before she smiled and handed him a picture she'd just torn out of her note book and he was surpassed to see a sketch of himself sitting on the bus, hunched over his notebook ignoring her.
"What's this for?" he asked holding it up.
"I dunno, just thought you might like it." She said with a smile before taking a bite of a BLT sub and looking around.
"Hey Hot-head." Couch Boomer called and, very familiar with the nickname Warren looked up in time to see a ball of ice hurtle at him from another hero in his grade.
Barron Battle had killed his parents.
"Why don't you take me on? You wimp! I'm not scared!" The boy shouted as he pushed warrens notebook away to the floor and grabbed the front of his shirt.
Megan watched in surprise as Warren stood and moved to slam his fist into the side of his rival's head when a shield of ice blocked it.
She couldn't help but wonder if this super evil guy who had an entire wall devoted to graffiti about him in the girls bathroom was really as dangerous as he looked, or if the wrapping didn't match the gift.
The fight was almost won when three more student dove in to help the ice wielder.
Warren was stuck in an arm lock buy some kid who could turn his skin into metal when Megan stood calmly as warren's arm gave a loud and painful crack.
Warren gritted his teeth just as a snarl rang out and they looked at him in surprise before all head turned slowly to see who had made the noise.
Megan felt the crack of bones as the animalistic snarl rang from deep in her throat. It was a shiver that ran up her spine as she felt the change...
Then she felt the pleasure turn to fear as she stopped the change halfway, out of fear of what had happened to Deven...
Iceman and his cronies looked in terror as Megan stepped out of her shoes, only on the balls of her feet as her black wolfs tail twitched din threat and the white ears ontop of her head laid back.
Her newly glistening fangs were bared as she held up two sharp clawed hands.
"She's an illusionist!" The metal boy laughed as he cranked Warren's arm back alittle more. that was when she crouched and leapt of him and he found that dispite his metal body his fear made him turn back just in time to feel sharp nails drag across his face.
"I didn't need your help." warren said later as they sat across from each other in the nurses, Megan sporting a black eye and swishing her tail, having not powered down as she smiled at him.
"Sure looked like it."
This was one hell of a first day back.
But still he found he couldn't look her in the eye.
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