Alex glared angrily at the empty space in front of her. She should have thought of this, really. If only she had remembered to pack a lunch. Now she was stuck thinking about delicious food instead of eating it.

"Mooo…" She groaned. If she pretended she was a cow, food would magically appear from the sky.

"Mooooooooooo…" She groaned again, slightly louder this time.

"She's doing it again," Maj complained.

"Alex shut up."

"But I'm hungry!"

"Then you should have packed a lunch, or go buy some," Will pointed out. Alex just glared at him. She didn't have any money for a lunch.

Zach miraculously appeared from Alex's left at that very moment, carrying a tray full of cafeteria food…including French fries. Seeing this as an ideal moment of opportunity, she lunged at him and swiped the snack before he could react.

"Hey!"

"What is it now?" Layla sighed.

"She stole my fries!"

Layla groaned and gave her boyfriend a clearly exasperated look before turning to Alex.

"Now, don't you think it would be nice of you to give the fries back, Alex?"

Alex looked at her briefly and blinked. Then she grabbed a fistful of fries and stuffed them into her mouth before beginning to chew. The slightly browned edges were still hanging out of her mouth, and bobbed up and down each time she chewed.

"That is disgusting," Will said slowly, enunciating each word as though to drive it into her head. Alex just continued to chew and stare, as though not comprehending what he was saying.

"Sometimes I wonder why we hang out with her." This comment came from Maj, who completely counteracted her own words by breaking out in laughter.

There was a chorus of "Me toos" and "Yups" from the others before conversation and eating resumed at a normal pace.

Halfway through lunch Warren nearly burned up some poor new freshmen who happened to pass their table and stare at him the wrong way. He had yet to learn the natural instincts of what no to do at Sky High.

Layla was still giving him stern glances over the table, five minutes after she had scolded him to keep from another detention. Alex could still feel that the metal edged cafeteria table burned her each time she touched it.

"OWY!" She yelped, after forgetting and placing her hand absentmindedly on the heated metal edge.

"What now?" Layla asked, having been put in a particularly stressed mood after having to remind Warren that cracking a lunch tray over someone's head isn't a good example of calm mediation.

"The table bit me"

Layla opened her mouth as a reflex to offer advice, but was gaping.

"Umm….it bit you?" Will asked tentatively. Her claims were getting to be more and more exaggerated everyday, from Post-It notes conspiring to lockers holding grudges, but he still hadn't gotten used to it.

"Yeah, I touched my hand to it and it—" Alex stopped mid-sentence, just noticing the death glares she was being sent by Warren from across the table. She pulled blanks for a few seconds before understanding that Layla was liable to explode at any given moment. Even Warren was afraid of her when she was in rage.

"….Never mind," She surrendered quietly, turning back to picking at the French fry crumbs.

"Oh….Kay…" Maj started.

"Did anyone get the answer to number seven on the Hero Support homework?" Zach asked, breaking the tension of what was quickly becoming an awkward silence.

"You mean the worksheet due today, or the one due on Monday?" Layla inquired. The conversation quickly turned to homework assignments.

"Monday"

"I think it was something about Radio-Man?" Will more asked than answered. Maj gave him a slight nod behind Zach's back. "Yeah…yeah, it was definitely Radio-Man!"

"You shouldn't get him confused with Sound-Syndrome, though. I almost made that mistake on Tuesday's quiz," Alex added.

"You should know. Isn't that the difference between Radio-Man and Sound-Syndrome what you did your end of quarter project on?" Layla asked.

Alexis nodded.

"Oh my god, I hate that project! I haven't even started yet!"

Will laughed at Zach's despair, adding in, "Are you kidding me? Mr. Boy assigned that project weeks ago!"

"And, it's due on Monday along with that worksheet," Layla said.

Zach looked dumbfounded. "Oh. I haven't finished that either."

Maj rolled her eyes. "Wow, thank god it's Friday right?"

"I couldn't agree more," Warren growled under his breath, watching with annoyance as Alex experimented with how many French fry crumbs she could chuck at his head. The rest of the table nodded, all getting up to throw their trays away and not noticing his irritation.

Alex stopped throwing food, but Warren had already gotten up and didn't notice. She froze, but quickly got up to throw her trash away as well when the group returned. As she tipped the empty container in the trash disposal, she thought to herself quietly…

Today was Friday.