Disclaimer: I do not own Sky High...sadly...but I do own this beautiful plot and this beautiful OC.
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Chapter Eight
Obsessed With This
----- Krystal -----
I awoke early the next day, still in my clothes I had on yesterday. They were all filthy from work, so I headed over to the bathroom and took a nice long shower. That made me feel so much cleaner. I wrapped a towel around me and looked it at. It was so tiny…it only cover me down to the middle of my thighs. But everyone was still asleep, so I didn't care too much. I hurried back to my room and quickly closed the door and locked it. I wouldn't want anyone to walk in while I was changing…Ew.
I looked through my drawers and closet for something. I finally decided after like…ten minutes. I pulled it on and looked at myself in my full-length mirror. A cerulean tank top over a light blue long-sleeved shirt covered the top half and a pair of dark denim jeans and my blue chucks covered the lower half. It was cold and cloudy outside, so I decided to dress a bit warmer then usual.
I grabbed my brush off of my dresser and pulled my hair into a ponytail. Simple. I took one more glance at myself in the mirror then headed down.
----- Layla -----
I skipped down the stairs in my olive green tee and my favorite faded denim jeans. I decided to leave my hair down, I was way too excited to even think about it. "Good morning, Mom!" I said as I lightly kissed her on the cheek. I grabbed an apple off the table and took a bite out of it as I sat down.
Mom turned to me with a suspicious smile. "Why are you so happy all of a sudden?" I glanced at her over my shoulder.
"Nothing!" I lied. She raised her eyebrow and I shrugged as I took another bite out of my apple. It was hard not to smile, but my Mom's stare couldn't break me. She slowly turned back around and so did I. Whew. That was a close one.
I quickly ate the rest of my apple and threw away the core. "I'm going to head to Will's house!" I called as I headed for the door and grabbed my bag. She didn't reply, but I didn't really care. I just wanted to get to Will's house…and to school.
Will's house was only about four blocks away. It didn't seem too far for me. It didn't take too long to walk there either.
----- Will -----
I sat in my living room on the back of my couch, watching the news. My parents had just got a call from the government. I was waiting for them to come onto the screen. I did this all the time. It was slightly entertaining for me. I couldn't wait until I was on the screen, people cheering for me and watching me on their TV. "Blah blah blah…" I muttered as Chris, the news anchor was talking about some useless news.
Then I heard knock on the door. I quickly turned my head and called, "Come in!" Layla's head popped in with a large smile. "Hey," She said greeted me.
I grinned. "Hey, Layla,"
She walked in and took a seat beside me. "Your Mom and Dad get another call?" She asked. I nodded. We both looked at the TV. There was now a little square screen in the right corner showing a black dragon-like creature with a tail made of fire. I had never seen anything like it. Sure, I had seen them fight robots and evil mole people, but never a dragon.
I looked at it closer and saw…something around it's massive neck. It was like a necklace of some sort. And there was a large round pendant. I tried to identify it until, "Come on, let's get to school." Layla insisted. I looked up at her. I had never seen Layla so eager to get to school.
"Um…ok," I muttered. She got up and headed for the door. I turned back to the TV. "Just a minu-"
"Will, come on! Let's go." She said.
I tried to catch another glimpse of the pendant. "Yea, hold o-WHOA!" Layla grabbed me by the wrist and grabbed my messenger bag. She pulled me towards the door. You'd think that a guy with super strength would be smart enough to just stop her. I wasn't that smart, so she dragged me all the way outside until she let go.
"Here," She said, handing me my bag.
"Thanks," I muttered. Layla started hurrying down the sidewalk towards the bus stop. "Layla, wait up!" I called.
She slowed down and I caught up with her. Layla was acting odd today. "Why do you want to get to school so early?" I asked.
"I want to get to the bus early." She corrected. I rolled my eyes.
"Ok, but why?"
She didn't answer. She was too focused getting to the bus stop. Layla started speeding up and so did I. God, I didn't know that girl could walk so fast!
----- Krystal -----
I arrived at the bus stop later then that time…I followed him onto the bus so I didn't bump into him. I now knew when his bus arrived since I had come a bit early each time, but stayed invisible. I arrived about five minutes after his bus left.
I knew that my bus arrived before all of my friends, sort of obvious since they boarded the bus after I did. The bus arrived right when I did. The bus driver, Carl Manson (Will told me the old bus driver now works for the government), pulled the lever which opened the door. I slowly walked in. A sweet grin appeared on Carl's face once he saw me. "Good morning, Ms. Calloway."
"G'morning, Carl. And for the last time, call me Krys." I smiled and he silently chuckled. Carl was a sweet old guy, maybe in his early 60's. And if you don't consider that early, I do.
I took a seat in the very back. There weren't too many people on the bus, so I usually got to pick exactly where I wanted to sit. I pulled my messenger bag strap over me and off my shoulder. I placed it beside me as Carl closed the door and started moving. I usually sat by no one until we reached Magenta's but her house was ten minutes away.
We stopped bus stop. This was Kevin Slattery's bus stop. Kevin usually sat up front with his friend…I think his name was Jeff and he was at the next bus stop. But everyday I saw another guy sitting with Kevin on the bench. He looked somewhat like Kevin, but older.
Kevin stood about 5'6 while I only stood 5'3. He was tan but only because he spent so much time outside. His eyes were a chocolate color and his hair was brown and was spiked up with hair gel. He was muscular and athletic, you could totally tell.
The other boy, I was guessing he was his brother, stood maybe 5'8 and had tan skin too. His eyes were a coffee color and his hair was shaggy and brown and fell just below his ears. His bangs stopped just about his eyes. I was guessing he was a senior. He was cute, most definitely and I bet he was really popular. I had seen him once or twice in the lunch room or around the halls and he was usually surrounded by a bunch of boys making jokes or a bunch of giggling girls drooling over him.
I drooled over him from afar…invisible drool…o.O Power..ish.
Kevin climbed onto the bus, heading for…me? He headed towards the back…closer and closer to me until he was looking down at my frail little self. "Hey," He said with a smile. I grinned a goofy smile.
"Hi,"
"Mind if I sit here? My friend is sick and I won't have anyone to sit with." Excuse me? He was one of the most popular freshmen just because he was related to his brother. Once more students started pouring in, they would be paying people so they could sit by him! He was that popular.
"S-sure," I said, turning slightly pink. I was flattered. He took a seat beside me and I suddenly felt really awkward…so I looked out the window. It just so happened that Kevin's brother was right there. I guess he had noticed I was looking at him. I really wasn't…ok, I was.
"That's my brother, Carson." HE EVEN HAD A CUTE NAME!
I didn't turn to look at Kevin, I just asked, "Oh, so how old is he?"
"He's seventeen, a junior." So his birthday must have been early in the school year…either that or he was held back. "He's really smart too."
That answered my question. The bus started moving away from the bus stop. But of course, I had totally forgotten. He wasn't a freshman so Carson didn't ride the freshmen bus. Duh!
----- Layla -----
The bus finally arrived. Thank you! I needed to talk to Krys. I wanted to know how her first day went so I could make some adjustments to my plan. I boarded. The first face I saw was Carl's. "Hi, Carl," I mumbled.
"Hello, Ms. Williams." He greeted.
I quickly turned and searched for Krystal's rare violet eyes. Then I spotted her in the back of the bus, but I found someone else right beside her…Kevin. She was laughing with him. This was so not in the plan. I took a seat a few seats away from where Krys was sitting; Will took a seat beside me.
Magenta and Zach arrived, then Ethan. I remember when Ron was the bus driver, he'd always picked up the three first. We were one of the last. Now Carl usually picked us up before 'Genta, Zach and Ethan.
Will and I chatted about random things amongst Magenta, Zack and Ethan like the creature The Commander and Jet Stream had been fighting earlier. I really wasn't too deep into the conversation because I was glancing at Krys and Kevin every once in awhile and thinking about what she thought she was doing. Alright, maybe I was being a little over dramatic. Maybe they were just talking…as friends? I don't know, but I just couldn't get it off my mind. She was supposed to like Warren, not Kevin!
I had to talk to her once we got off the bus. I was getting really obsessed and I was starting to act really odd, I know, but Warren and Krys were perfect for each other…they just didn't know it yet…
And I never quit anything no matter what. I'm no quitter. Besides, I was going to finish this and not just because I was no quitter…but because Warren and Krys would be the perfect couple in the whole history of perfect couples.