Angela couldn't believe she was going to be partnered with Warren Peace. The guy probably wanted to kill her for being a Stronghold. When he sat down, Angela tried to ignore him, but the fact that he was so good looking and he was staring at her made it tough.
" Ok…umm should we get started?" she asked nervously as she picked up the pieces of the ray gun. Warren looked at the pieces.
" Well I guess yea, if we want to pass…" he took another piece and handed it to her. Angela concentrated hard, and put the ray gun together before Medulla reached them. When he took the gun, he looked down at Warren.
" Mr. Peace, when Ms. Stronghold does all the work, she gets all the credit… and you don't get any." Angela felt heat rise from Warren.
" But he did help me." She said. Medulla looked down at her. " Yes, he did help me, so he should get some credit." Medulla rolled his eyes.
" Very well, but next time, I want to see some communication from you two. Just because your parents may not get along, doesn't mean you cant." Angela felt herself shake at the comment. She didn't dare look at Warren…she knew he wouldn't be happy. When the bell rang, Angela had to tell Warren how she felt about his father. When Warren was about to get up, Angela sucked in her courage.
" I'm sorry." She said as she calmly exited the room. Warren stood there for a moment shocked. She was sorry? Warren knew that she was a Stronghold, but he also knew she really didn't mean for his father being put in jail. But then, there was Will…he didn't mean for it either, its not like they can control what their parents do. But Will was so confident that he was going to be a big hero, and Angela didn't. So Angela was ok, Will was just another target. Warren went through another couple classes before the long day finally ended.
The Paper Lantern wasn't all that busy that night, so Warren decided to just take a break. When he sat down, he noticed that there was someone at the far end table…sitting alone. He tried to focus his vision and realized that it was Angela… what was she doing here? This was her first day of Sky High… she should be with the Commander and Jetstream…and her brother. Warren watched her a little longer before he realized that she was crying. He knew if he was caught being nice to a Stronghold, no one would let him live it down. He knew that he should leave her alone but...there was something there that wouldn't let him just watch her cry. Warren cautiously rose, and walked over to Angela's table.
" Hey." He whispered to her. Angela's bright blue eyes shot up at him. She looked shocked to see him.
" O hi." She quickly wiped her tears away and looked away. Warren looked down on her.
" Are you…ok?" he wanted to get a rise out of her, but the fact that he wanted to kill her brother more than likely was stuck in her mind. Warren knew he shouldn't, but he cant stand to see a girl cry… it reminded him too much of his mother. " What happened?" Angela shook her head. She didn't want to bother Warren… she didn't deserve his time. It was her father that put his father in jail…and because of that, he had made Warren's life very difficult.
" I'm fine…don't worry about it." She looked up at him. He was indeed a nice thing to look at. Warren gave her a stern look.
" Listen Stronghold, just because I don't like your family doesn't mean I don't like you. I can tell something was bothering you, so I came over." Angela's heart skipped beats.
" You…don't hate me?" she was in a state of shock. Warren nodded slowly.
" Its not like you're arrogant or mean. You hate the fact that your father put my father in jail…so I'm guessing that my first impression on you was a little rude." Warren said looking down at the table. " You said sorry, for what I wasn't sure at first, but then I realized what you were sorry about." Angela sighed sadly.
" I never wanted to become a hero." Warren looked at her.
" Why not?" there was so much more to this girl than meets the eye. Angela looked up at him as her long hair began to fall on front of her face. She looked nothing like her mother, she was much more exotic…more…beautiful. Warren shook the thought out of his head. Keep it together Peace. He thought to himself.
" I would ruin people's lives. What if a villain had a family? And I sent him/and or her to jail? If they had a family, what would they do? I never wanted to be a hero, and I wanted my parents to stop…but that will never happen." She saw the bit of shock in Warren's eyes. She doesn't want to be a hero because she thought she would ruin someone's life?
" So what you're saying is…you don't like to be a Stronghold?" he had to ask that question…he knew that the answer would be a shock to him and the rest of the world.
Angela took in a deep breath, which only anticipated the fact more. "Yes." She finally breathed. Warren leaned back in the booth in pure disbelief.
" You cant be a Stronghold. You're too…" he couldn't say the words because there were none really to say.
" Disgusted for who I am?" Warren felt sorta bad. Angela smiled faintly. " Yea…there's no denying the truth. I hate being a Stronghold. I hate the fact that my parents ruin other family's lives. And that when they do so, other people who live normal lives congratulate them. I hate it, I wish I were a art of a different family… so that I don't have to feel that it was my fault that my father destroyed you…and everything you hoped for."
Warren wanted to kick himself in the ass for bringing it up. " Listen, don't be upset. You didn't do anything…its your parents that did it. And you shouldn't have to feel guilty for what they do. In case you haven't noticed, you're completely different from your family. You're more laid back and quiet. You don't make yourself seem like you're the hero…you try your best to be nice to everyone." He took a moment to see what her expression was. She was blushing, just enough to make her glow.
" Thanks…" she said finally smiling. Warren gave her a smile back, then, he noticed that more people were coming in. " I think I should leave you alone…" she sat up slowly and looked down on him. She pulled out her wallet and placed 20.00 on the table. Warren looked at it.
" What's this for?" he asked. Angela smiled.
" For listening to me… and having the best food." She walked out the door, leaving Warren sitting at the table, still clutching the twenty dollar bill.
howdy all this is Warren's Peace...i hope you like this chapter, cuz i really was trying to think of something better, but i didnt want to get into the romance thing until they got to know each other. And yes this is before the whole Royal Pain thingy...thanks for bringing that up whoever you were...well please review if you like or have any suggestions..Warren's Peace...
