Disclaimer: I do not own Sky High...sadly...but I do own this beautiful plot and this beautiful OC.
Sorry for the delay. The house was being painted so I didn't have access to a computer and
my life has been really hectic. But I have an update, so here you go...not too exciting...
but hey, Magenta gets to narrate.
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Chapter Five
I Set Them Up
----- Krystal -----
Warren left once he saw that I wasn't paying attention to him rambling. No, I was filling out my application, not even paying attention to him. HA.
Ten minutes after finally left me alone, I had filled in the three pages of applicationing…ing. HAHA.
So, I was Mr. Smuggy Smug Head's new co-worker. HAHAHAHAHA.
I knew I was already dancing on his last nerve. So what? No stupid pyro was going to scare Krystal Calloway! Oh no! OHHHH NOO.
Heh. Proud….
----- Layla -----
My plan was put in action that day.
The next day Krys came walking out of the right bus. Will had flown me to school, so I wasn't on it.
I quickly rushed over to her. I had been standing there for five minutes, waiting for the freshman bus to pull up. I had a huge smile on my face as I ran over to her, my ponytail flying everywhere. "Hey!" I yelled.
She looked at me, rather oddly. Once I stood directly in front of her I couldn't help but keep smiling. She raised an eyebrow. "Um…are you ok, Layla?" She asked.
I quickly shook it off. "Oh, yea…totally," I replied. Krys nodded and walked pass me, heading for the building. I quickly followed after her and walked along side of her. "So…" I said.
She looked at me and raised her eyebrow once again. "So…what?"
"So! How did the job thing go?"
Krys stopped and I stopped too and made complete eye contact with me. "You knew that Mr. Smug worked there!" She exclaimed.
"Who? Oh you mean Warren?"
Krys nodded looking mad and impatient.
"Well, yea! I just forgot to tell you…"
"Wow, great save." Krystal rolled her eyes and started walking again. I rushed over to her side.
"I'm sorry, but I mean, you have a job, right?"
Krys rolled her eyes again. "Yea, but I mean, I have to spend it with…with him."
"Him?"
Krys came to a halt and stared at me again. "You know who him is! You know, the guy who caused this!" She pointed to the bandage.
I pretended to be completely clueless. I mean, come on, she would have to say his name if they were going to be a couple.
"WAR. AND. PEACE." She exclaimed.
"Oh…him!" Krys rolled her eyes and I couldn't help but smile. I watched her walk off in her dark denim jeans and her light blue tee. I stood there, smiling…and smiling. This plan was going perfectly…I think.
----- Will -----
I walked into the building. Layla said she wanted to meet someone, so I decided to go on without her. I mean, I know she's my girlfriend, but come on, she needs her privacy.
I noticed Warren struggling with his locker. No, I wasn't going to help him; I was just going to talk to him. So I walked over to him and leaned against the locker on the right of his. "What's up?" I asked casually, crossing my arms.
Warren glanced at me for a long moment and then he went back to trying to open his locker. "Um…something wrong?" I asked.
"Yea, that new girl," He mumbled.
I tilted my head a bit. "What's wrong with Krys?"
He finally opened his locker and started grabbing things for class. I kept staring at him, waiting for an answer.
Once he got all his books into his backpack and shut his locker he looked at me. "Well, for one thing, she loves to stalk me." He said. Warren started walked down the hall and I quickly ran after him. Boy, does he walk fast. God.
"What do you mean?" I asked once I finally caught up with him.
"She came over to the Paper Lantern yesterday." He stated.
"So? Layla and I go to the Paper Lantern all the time, but you don't seem to mind."
"I know, but she came for a job and she said that she had no idea that I worked there."
"Maybe she didn't?"
He glanced at me. His dark eyes burned into my skin. "Ok, maybe she did." I quickly said to keep him from staring any longer. Even though it was only….five seconds, I just couldn't stand it.
Warren slowly looked away and kept walking. I stopped; I heard a very familiar voice call my name. "Will! Will!" She yelled across the hall. I spun around to find Layla waving frantically as she ran towards me.
"What?" I muttered.
She stood in front of me, breathing heavily as she placed her hands on her knees. "You will…never guess…who had a…job at…the Paper Lantern." She spit out between her breaths.
I stood there for a moment. I was thinking…but you think I would be smart enough to know. It quickly came to my mind. "It's-"
"Krys," I finished.
Layla finally caught her breath and stood up with a how-did-you-know face. I looked at her with an I-can't-believe-you-did-that face. "Layla, you're the person that told Krys to get a job there!"
"Well…uh…yea, but-"
"Why did you do that? You know they hate each other!"
"That's why, they don't!"
I was so confused…did she not just hear me? Layla could see that I was confused by my facial expression. "Let me explain," I quickly nodded. "Warren and Krys want us to think they hate each other by pretending that they like each other, but they actually like like each other, but their trying not to show it by pretending they totally hate each other." Layla stopped for a moment and took a breath. She was going really fast. "So I'm trying to set them up so they realize that they like each other because they actually do, but they don't know that the other person likes them. Got it?"
I slowly shook my head and Layla smiled and rolled her eyes. "How could you not get it?" I rolled my eyes. Girls…
"I don't speak girl." I told her. I spun around and started heading for class. Layla followed.
"Well it's going to work."
"What is?"
"My plan, Will!"
"You were explaining your plan?"
"Will!"
I couldn't help but smile and snicker and keep walking. Layla had stopped because I didn't her tan flip flops anymore. Well, I guess that made things a little simpler. At least I didn't have to listen to Layla ramble on about her so-called 'plan'.
----- Magenta -----
"Did you do last night's history homework?" I asked Zach. He nodded. "I had trouble on number seventeen…was it A or B?"
"B," he replied. I smiled and nodded as I marked the square B and stuffed the paper into my bag. I shut my locker and looked up at Zach.
"Let's get to-"
"'Genta! 'Genta!" I heard someone call. I noticed Layla running down the hall waving like a maniac. I rolled my eyes and looked up at Zach. "I'll meet you in class."
"Ok, I'll see you there, 'Genta," He joked. I rolled my eyes as the glowing boy walked pass me. I hated when Layla called me 'Genta. It was Magenta. No nickname WHAT SO EVER.
Layla reached me and I stood there with an eyebrow raised. "You will never guess who got a job at the Paper Lantern with Warren Peace." She said to me.
"Krystal Calloway," I muttered.
Her eyes slightly widened. "Who told you?"
"I guessed." I muttered again. I twirled around and started heading for class, but I heard Layla's obnoxious flip flops starting to hit the linoleum. I rolled my eyes and stopped. We were face-to-face. "Ok, what else do you want to tell me?" I asked.
"I set them up," She said happily.
I was confused… "Don't they hate each other?"
----- Layla ------
Don't they hate each other?"
I couldn't believe it! I had talked to two people and they had no idea that Warren and Krys liked each other. Tis…tis…tis…
I rolled my eyes as I tucked a loose lock of my hair behind my ear. "That's what they want you to think." I explained for the second time. "But they actually like each other, but they want us to think they don't like each other by pretending to hate each-"
"Ok, I got it!" 'Genta told me.
"So your see, 'Genta-"
"Don't call me 'Genta,"
I turned a light shade of pink. I keep forgetting that! She hates being called that….
"Erm, sorry, but anyways, I set them up so they'll find out that they both like each other and everything should fall into place! Simple."
Magenta nodded. "Yea, hope it works out for you."
My eyes slightly widened. "Seriously?"
Magenta nodded. "Yea, I mean, you'll have to work really hard to get those two together." I smiled and she made a small grin as well. "Come on, let's get to class," Magenta insisted.
I nodded as I tucked the loose red hairs behind my ear again. Grr, It wouldn't stay put!
We both headed to our homeroom with Mr. Boy.
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