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Chapter 11

Slate walked up to Alesha two days later to talk to her about Aaron. "Hey Ale, can I talk to you?" He asked.

Alesha turned to him with a smile. "Sure Slate, what's up?"

"Well, have you ever had a crush?" He asked carefully.

Alesha blushed deeply at that question, "Well, there is one."

"Really who?" Slate asked now concerned for Aarons feelings.

"You won't tell him? Right?" Alesha asked nervously.

"Of course not unless you want me too," Slate said.

"Well… it's Aaron."

"Really?" Slate asked now excited.

"Yeah…" She said confused as to why he's so excited… then again… he is Slate.

"This is excellent!" Slate said.

"Why is it excellent?" Alesha asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Aaron feels the same!" Slate said.

"REALLY?!" Alesha asked matching if not exceeding his excitement.

"Yeah, he wanted me to talk to you for him," Slate said.

"That's fantastic!" Alesha said bouncing slightly with happiness.

"You should go tell him," Slate said smiling. Without another word, Alesha ran off to find and tell him. "I helped bring people together this calls for a swim!" Slate said to himself.

Alesha found Aaron over in the library. "Hey Aaron," she said practically skipping over.

Aaron turned to her blushing slightly. "Oh, hey Alesha."

"So, I spoke to Slate a minute ago," she said sitting close to him.

"Really, and…"

"He said you like me and I really like you," she said scooting closer to him.

"Really?" Aaron asked blushing deeper. "You're not just saying that?"

"No I really like you a lot," she said leaning toward him a little. Aaron caught on and leaned in as well. Their lips met in a gentle kiss.

Alesha closed her eyes. The warm heat against her lips. It was everything she imagined it would be if not better.

"So, then are we...dating?" Aaron asked when they broke apart.

"I hope so." Alesha said blushing.

"I would like to be," Aaron said placing an arm around her shoulders.

"Then we should." Alesha said scotching towards him.

"Would you like to go out with me?" Aaron asked.

"Yes, yes I would."

"That's great," Aaron said before kissing her again. Alesha smiled into the kiss and wrapped her arm around his chest. Aarons own arm wrapped around her waist

"Aw, how sweet," She said a voice from behind them

They broke apart in surprise. "Ros, since when do you do that?"

"Since now," She shrugged.

"I guess that's completely credible considering everyone else in the Manor but your timing is incredible." Aaron observed.

"Oh that was just dumb luck," She said.

"Still, I was wondering how long you guys were gonna take." She awed.

"You knew?" They both said.

"Yeah, I'm more observant than you think. I just keep it to myself out of respect." Roslyn said with a shrug.

"Well you could have told each of us," Aaron said.

"I wasn't sure if you'd want me to." Roslyn said awkwardly.

"Fair enough," Alesha said.

"So, just Haydon and I are left then?" Roslyn asked.

"Yeah, do you like Haydon?" Alesha asked.

Roslyn shook her head. "He's pretty much my brother in every way but blood. Besides, you know I like Eric from school."

"Well maybe we should help," Alesha said

"You would do that for me?" Roslyn asked hopefully.

"Of course we would," Aaron said.

"I would love that! Thank you so much!" Roslyn said excitedly.

"It's no trouble," Alesha said.

"So, tomorrow at school?" Roslyn asked.

"Yeah, easily done," Aaron said.

"Thank you so much." She said hugging them both.

"It's our pleasure," Alesha said thinking of a plan.

Roslyn came into gym class already changed and waited for Eric as always. He came out all ready to go. "Hey Eric." She said as he came over.

"Hey Roslyn, ready for the track test?" He asked.

Roslyn nodded keeping in mind that she has to be really careful not to accidentally use her powers. "Yeah, I'm ready."

"Let's get it over with then," Eric said.

Class started going straight to the track test. "Ready Set GO!" The couch shouted at them.

Everyone took off running but towards the end, something went amiss and Roslyn lost her footing. She fell over and the devices on her feet broke.

She watched in horror as the fake shoes disappeared from her feet. The teacher's eyes widened. "Roslyn Garcia-Daniels!"

"Yes sir?" She asked.

"You may be new but you know the rules." He said motioning to her socked feet.

"Yes coach I do," She said.

"Then you know I'm going to have to send you to the principal's office."

"Yes sir," She said fearfully. She stood up and headed out of the gym stealing a glance back at Eric before she left.

She was taken to the principal's office. They called her in and she took a seat in the office without a word. "Ms. Garcia-Daniels, Couch Anderson what brings you here?" The principal asked.

"Well, as you can see. Ms. Garcia-Daniels here came to my class and likely all her others not wearing any shoes but instead with some kind of device that made it look like she was." He explained.

"Oh, she did huh? Ms. Garcia-Daniels care to explain?"

"Well, I've always been severely peterphobic to where throughout my whole life I've worn shoes for only little less than a second so my dad built those devices so I could still go to school." Roslyn explained nervously.

"So, you have never actually had shoes?" She asked.

Roslyn shook her head. "Never."

"I shall have to call your parents," She said

'Go ahead, they'll just say you're overreacting.' Roslyn thought and she dialed the number on the phone.

"Hello?" Adam answered.

"Mr. Garcia-Shapiro, this is Mrs. Hunt, I have your daughter here in my office."

"What did she do?" Adam asked.

"Well, according to her this should be no surprise but we can't have anyone at school without any real shoes."

"What are you saying ma'am?" Adam asked.

"I'm saying that, we're going to have to expel her."

"You're kidding, isn't that overreacting?" Adam asked.

"This is a prestigious private school; we cannot tolerate that kind of behavior."

"She just didn't have shoes this is a great overreaction! She has a fear of shoes is fear against the rules?"

"I'm sorry sure but rules are still rules, if she had vestiphobia would you expect us to let her come to school naked?"

"Let me ask you something in person," Adam said and to the principals surprise he appeared in her office.

"If this were you caught not wearing shoes would you fire yourself?" He asked coldly his ninja star eyes spinning.

"I wouldn't not wear shoes but if I did my own boss would undeniably fire me."

"Then you are all idiots," Adam said simply.

"It's not just a school rule, it's a national law, now take your daughter and get out of my office."

Adam scoffed and teleported in him and his terrified daughter back to the Manor his ninja star eyes spinning at a mile a second.

"Go find your mother I need to have a talk...with the president apparently," Adam said.

Roslyn nodded sadly before blurring off to find her mother of course checking the library first. Sure enough that is where she found her mother. "Mom." She said in a croaked voice.

"Roslyn? What's wrong?" She asked blurring over to her daughter

"The devices that make it look like I'm wearing shoes broke so I got expelled." Roslyn explained sadly.

"Oh no," Felicity said hugging Roslyn.

"Dad, said he's going to talk with the president though, try to get things fixed." Roslyn said but still sounded just as sad.

"It will be okay, Roslyn," Felicity said holding her close.

Roslyn gulped, "Yeah, if anyone can fix things it... well... anyone in the Manor actually but especually you and Dad."

"Exactly," Felicity said.

"Well, that does help me feel a little better."

"Good your father and I would go to the ends of the earth for you,"

"I know, and I'm really lucky to have such amazing parents like you guys."

"We had an even more amazing daughter."

"Thanks, Mom, but there no way I'm more amazing than you guys."

"You are," She said.

"How?" Roslyn asked.

"You have the best of each of us," Felicity said.

"That's not true, otherwise I'd be a good cook like Dad but I got my cooking abilities from you instead." Roslyn pointed out that being the first thing that came to mind.

"Other than that," Felicity said.

"I still say you guys are cooler." Roslyn said hugging her mom.

"You'll see I'm right one day," Felicity said.

Meanwhile, Adam was trying to contract the president or rather get past the gaurds. "Sorry sir, Madame President is busy," Secret Service Agent said.

"Get out of my way Junior I out ranked at age fifteen," Adam said.

"Do you have a badge to prove that?" He asked and Adam pulled out his Firestorm Leader badge. "Oh my goodness you're Adam Garcia-Shapiro let him through!" The agent said

Pleased now but annoyed that it wasted his time; Adam went through to the Oval Office.

"Ah, this country's top operative how may I help you?," The president said pushing her brown hair out of her green eyes.

Adam came up closer and explained the situation with Roslyn.

"Well that seems like a stupid law I can pull a few strings," She said.

Adam nodded, "Thank you, Madam President. It really means a lot."

"It will still take a few weeks," She said

"I understand, but still, thank you."

"Alright, but of course you will owe me one," She said.

"Of course, Madam President. You know how to reach me."

"Yes I do you are dismissed," She said.

Adam pulled back out his teleporter and went back to his wife and daughter, "Well, I have some good new and some bad news."

"What is it?" Roslyn asked.

"The good news is that I spoke with the president and she agreed to pull a few strings on getting that stupid law overturned, the bad news is that it will still take a few weeks and they might still keep it as a school rule."

"Ugh!" Roslyn huffed half happy half sad.

Back in the Danville Private School for Exceptional Children, Slate came to their table at lunch and was surprised to find the Roslyn wasn't there Eric was though. "Eric, do you happen to know where, Lyn is?" He asked setting his lunch down.

"She went to the principal," Eric said.

"Really, what happened?" Slate asked worried for his cousin.

"Those things she wears on her feet that look like shoes broke," Eric said.

"Oh no, what do you thinks going to happen?" Slate asked.

"I think she's been expelled,"

Slate's eyes widened, "You're kidding. Just for not wearing shoes?"

"Yeah," Eric said.

"That's a complete overreaction!" Slate said angrily as more of the kids got there.

"What is?" Eve asked sitting next to her boyfriend.

"Roslyn's getting expelled for lack of shoes!" He said.

"Seriously?" Eve asked in shook. "Who the heck even care if someone's wearing shoes or not?"

"The school apparently," Slate said.

"That's terrible; could you imagine how she must be feeling right now?" Eve asked worriedly.

"Not sure I want too," Slate said sadly.

"Uncle Adam and Aunt Felicity will figure something out to get her back though, right?" He said trying to find at least some optimism.

"Of course they will," Eve said.

Everyone else got there progressively and it pretty much went the same way with everyone. This unfortunately for the office meant a few very angry kids arriving and wanting to call home. To say it was chaos would be the understatement of the century.

"Alright will all of you please calm down and tell me what the problem is?" The principal asked coming out of her office.

"The problem is that you expelled my cousin." Slate hissed angrily.

"She broke the rules," The principal said.

"She has a fear of shoes, is it against the rules to have a fear?" Slate asked unknowingly like his uncle. "At least she tried."

"I'm sorry, but those are the rules she has to wear shoes,"

"That's a stupid rule." Eve said bluntly.

"It is the law!" The principal said.

"Well it's a dumb law can we call our parents, please?" Eve asked.

Mrs. Hunt hesitated, "I guess that's fine."

"Thank you ma'am," Eve said heading over to the phone.

She picked up the phone and dialed her father.

"Hello?" Phineas asked.

"Dad, you know what happened with, Lynie, right?" She asked knowing the answer in quite possibly no.

"No, what?" He asked

Eve sighed, "She got expelled."

"What!" He gasped.

"The devices that make it look like she's wearing shoes broke so they expelled her." Eve explained in a slight hiss.

"That's stupid!" He hissed.

"That's what we said! Could you possibly come pick me up?"

"Of course, I will be there as soon as I find my teleporter," He said.

"Alright, thank you, Daddy. I love you."

"No problem sweaty," He said hanging up.

Eve stepped aside and let Slate have the phone since an actual parent or guardian has to sign out. This went on until all the parents were there.

Everyone was back the manor in seconds. "Where is Roslyn?" Slate asked.

"I'll give you one guess." Isabella said and Slate headed over to the pool.

There she was relaxing in the pool. "Lyn?" Slate said gently as he approached her.

"Hey Slate," She said.

"Eric told me what happened." Slate said sympathetically. "Are you okay?"

"No, but I have been worse," She sighed bitterly

"I can't believe this stupid law, it's totally unfair to people like you and your mom." He said annoyed. "Not to mention it not hurting anyone."

"I know," She huffed.

Slate sighed. "It'll be okay."

"I know," She sighed.

"Do you happen to know anything that's going to happen?" He asked hopefully.

"Dad went to the president," Roslyn said.

"Well, then hopefully you'll be allowed back."

She frowned. "After a few weeks, if I'm lucky."

"You will get back in," Slate said.

"What makes you so sure?" Roslyn asked.

"I know our family," He said simply.

"I guess you're right, they'll always find a way."

"They usually do and until then we all are staying here too out of protest," Slate said

Roslyn gave a small smile. "You guys are awesome."

"We're just loyal," She said.

"You can't be both?" Roslyn asked.

"Maybe," He shrugged. Slate was a lot like Adam he could never really take a compliment..

Roslyn sighed, "You're just like Dad."

"Huh?" Slate asked

"You can't take a compliment."

"Yes I can," Slate said.

"But you don't."

"Well..." He trailed off awkwardly.

"Then again... I'm not the best at it either." Roslyn said thinking about back with her mom.

"No you are not," Slate said.

"Maybe we both need to work on it." She admitted honestly.

"Yeah, but later right?" He asked.

"Later." Roslyn said staring up at the sky.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Not really." Roslyn said with a frown.

"What is it?" Slate asked.

"You know what." Roslyn said sounding slightly annoyed.

"Hey don't mad at me," Slate said defensively.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm just really stressed and for once the water is not helping very much."

"I can understand that," Slate said hugging her.

"Wait, when did you get in the water?" She asked confused.

"While we were talking," He said.

"Maybe I need to pay more attention then." Roslyn said awkwardly.

"No, you were lost in your thoughts," Slate shrugged.

"Do you have any idea what I could do?" Roslyn asked.

"Wait, it's all you can really do," Slate said sadly.

"It will feel like forever though." Roslyn said with a sigh.

"I know, but we'll get through it," Slate said.

"I hope you're right, but what about Eric?" Roslyn asked.

"I will go catch him later and let him know what is going on," Slate said.

"I don't even know where he lives though."

"I don't either but I know what bus he rides," Slate said.

"True, that will definitely help."

"Yeah I hope so," Slate said,

"You'd really do that though?" Roslyn asked.

"Sure I hate sitting around," Slate said.

"Would I come with then?" She asked.

"Unless you want to stay here?" Slate asked.

"Why would I not want to come?" Roslyn asked, it was obvious.

"Sarcasm Lyn," Slate said.

"I know. I was just playing along."

"Oh right," He said laughing.

"When?" She asked.

"Tomorrow," Slate said.

"Alright!" Roslyn said excitedly.

"Good now we have a plan," Slate said.

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