Spark Chapter 5, a sky high fanfic

Evangeline was never the most extraverted person. Considering that, she and Warren should make good Mad Science partners, right?

So, I hope all of you understand now that I couldn't be so cruel as to deny Warren forever. No one could ever do that.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sky High. Only the Emerson family.

Warren's handwriting

Evangeline's handwriting

Spark – Chapter 5

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Evangeline gently pulled her pen along the margin line of her page, trying to stay focused on the movie that was being shown. Honestly, it was utterly boring and couldn't even hold the most patient person's attention for five minutes. She sighed, glanced up for a moment and then back down. Warren looked over at her before beginning to take notes on his blank page. She blinked slowly, trying to keep her eyes open. A small square of white appeared in front of her. Evangeline glanced down at it.

Boring, isn't it?

Evangeline looked at Warren. He smiled mischievously at her before looking at the television to avoid Mr. Medulla's gaze. She put her pen to the paper and shifted it back.

I don't think I can stay awake any longer.

Evangeline looked at television as Warren glanced back at the note. This began a process; it was rather childish, but what else did they have to do?

Don't worry. I'll keep you awake.

Thank you. So, what are your plans for the weekend?

Nothing much. You?

Ballet, as usual.

Fun.

Fun indeed. You'll be having more fun than I will.

Are you looking forward to homecoming next weekend?

I'm not really sure at the moment. What about you? I bet all the girls are dying to ask you.

Evangeline heard Warren try to hold back his laughter as he read what she'd last written. Mr. Medulla glanced up from the tests he was grading. "Mr. Peace, is there a problem?" he sounded irked. This must have been one of his favorite movies.

"Nothing, Mr. Medulla, nothing at all," Warren replied as calmly as he could. Evangeline smiled a little.

"Ms. Emerson?" It was like Mr. Medulla could almost read their minds or sense whenever someone smiled.

"No, Mr. Medulla." Evangeline tried to act serious.

"Then keep the laughter to a minimum. This is educational, not a comedy!" A few people looked at Warren and Evangeline before attempting to refocus on the movie. The two became silent again, quietly writing back and forth.

Did that answer your question?

I believe it did, but I was being serious.

Really? Is that so? Care to elaborate?

Oh, I don't know, because you're sweet and handsome…

Warren looked at Evangeline after reading the note. She smiled at him before looking back at the movie. He watched her for a moment before writing again.

I think that might just be your opinion.

Then the rest of the world might be blind.

Dare I ask if you'd go with me?

Evangeline looked over at him, a little taken back for words. Warren took the paper back and began to write again.

I'm sorry. I wasn't sure if that was overstepping the boundaries.

No, no, not at all…as it just so happens, my friend and I have discussed our little rule about…involvement.

Ah, I see.

We've decided that it's best to just do away with it.

Warren's face lit up as he read her last note.

Then, shall we discuss this after class, since there's only ten minutes left anyway?

Evangeline glanced up at the clock before scribbling down a last note.

Yes, I suppose we shall have to.

The two sat their pens down and tried to focus their full attention on it. Of course, both their minds were too excited to focus. It was like they were wired or something. Warren was excited that Evangeline was able to reconsider everything because of dropping that stupid rule. Evangeline was enthusiastic about the fact that Warren hadn't given up on her. It seemed like it took forever for the bell to ring today, only because they were waiting for it. They had their things already in their bags, prepared to bolt from the room. The minute it rang, the two were out the door before anyone knew it.

"So, you've gotten rid of the rule?" Warren asked as they were out the door.

"Yes, we have. It was stupid anyway, we made it when we were six," Evangeline confessed before they started down the hallway.

"Does this mean that I can ask about homecoming?" he sounded a little mischievous.

She laughed a little. "Yes, you may."

"Would you prefer it to be romantic or is plain fine?"

"So many questions. I've never been the ultra romantic person who needed a rose and chocolates before being asked out or something. Plain is one hundred percent fine." She shifted her shoulder strap a little.

"Okay, here goes nothing," Warren remarked to himself. "Evangeline, would you go to the homecoming dance with me?" he added on a warm, lovable smile.

Evangeline let out some laughter again before smiling. "I would love to, Warren." The two smiled at each other before coming to a stop in front of a classroom. They stood there for a moment in silence, both feeling elated over what happened. The warning bell rang. "I'd better get to class," Evangeline motioned behind her.

"Yeah, me too," Warren continued to smile at her. Evangeline waved a small goodbye before disappearing into the room where all of the mental control power people and similar powers were. He dashed down the hallway towards his class.

Edward sat his tray on the table and sat next to Evangeline. He watched her carefully. Something had happened. She was all smiley and was constantly watching her lab partner across the commons. Quickly, Edward glanced at his table then back at Evangeline. He was watching her too. Literally, it was like they were flirting mentally or with their eyes. He had a general idea of what was going on. He'd been sensing this ever since she went on that celebratory dinner. Something about Warren had triggered this feeling inside him. "So, anything happen this morning Evi?" he asked, cracking open his water bottle. She didn't hear him; she was too into whatever was going on. "Evangeline?"

"Huh?" Evangeline sat up and looked at him.

"Anything happen this morning?" he took a sip of water.

She shrugged. "Nothing much, really."

"Are you sure?" Edward watched her face. Nothing gave. "Please don't lie to me, Evi."

"What makes you think I'm lying?" she sounded hurt.

"I've sensed that something was going to happen since Warren took you on that celebratory dinner. You've also been acting exuberantly happy and that has to mean that something happened." He was always so perceptive. Heck, their whole family was perceptive. It was more like a curse than a power; someone always knew when something was going on with a family member.

"You promise not to tell Emmett?" Evangeline shifted in her seat a little.

"What does anything have to do with Emmett?" Edward asked, confused.

"Just promise me you won't say anything to him?" She looked hopeful and slightly worried now.

He sighed. "I swear on pain of death that I will not say anything to the patriarchal one." He held his hand up like taking an oath or something.

Evangeline laughed a little. "Okay, Warren asked me to homecoming." She beamed like the first time she'd had a ballet recital.

"What'd you say?" Edward ate a fry calmly.

"I said yes." Evangeline broke into an even wider smile. "What do you think?"

"I'm happy for you. You've broken the Emerson Curse. How could I not be happy?" The Emerson Curse was how they referred to their parents rule. "You know what, why don't you go sit with him?"

"Really?" she became excited.

"Yeah, he wants you to. I can tell. Plus – I don't think I could stand watching you two flirt across the commons for all of lunch." Edward smiled at her. "Go. He's wondering what's going on."

Evangeline gave her brother a small hug before slinging her bag over her shoulder, grabbing her tray, going and sitting next to Warren. "Do you mind if I join you?"

Edward could also see Warren smiling just as wide as his sister. "Not at all." Warren moved over some, letting Evangeline have a bit more room. "So, what prompted this?"

"Edward," she answered guiltily.

"I'm really starting to like your brother," Warren said seriously. Evangeline began to laugh. Edward couldn't help but wonder where this was headed; wherever it was, he knew that it wouldn't be good.

See? I'm not so entirely cruel! Pretty please review!