I don't own Sky High.

I snapped my mouth shut the moment I realized that it had fallen open. Then, I glared because I would never let it be said that I was nice -because I wasn't. In all actuality I was a little nervous since Peace was standing right next to Alex.

My citizen best friend. Citizen being the key word in that sentence. Citizen as in no powers.

I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and quickly made my way to the table. My mind was reeling with the fact that someone form school knew what my friends looked like.

Which was bad. Very, very bad.

Because my friends are my only weakness.

Not a good thing when I make enemies the way I do. Especially when my enemies could grow up to be, well you know, super villains.

No, this wasn't a good thing at all.

"Nelson." Peace greeted with a grunt, the hint of a smirk playing at the edges of his ridiculously full lips. Damn him and his botox lips.

"Peace." my voice was like knives, sharp and deadly.

"Spider? Do you know this guy?" Alex asked causally -she wasn't stupid, she knew that I knew him enough not to like him, she was just wondering how well I knew him-, she probably didn't realize that she was sitting a foot away from a very dangerous super. Not that I couldn't take Peace, but I didn't want to kick his ass in the middle of the crowded restaurant. Especially not when he could easily grab on to Alex. A hostage situation didn't sound like a good idea.

`"No." was my immediate reply.

"Oh, that's cold Nelson." he seemed to find this slightly humorous.

"Suck my metaphorical balls, Peace."

"Oh, burn!" Cal sang playing with her glass of water.

"No thanks, Spider. I think I'll pass." Yes, that was defiantly a sick, twisted humor in Peace's voice. Is it sad that I don't know his first name? Yes, it kind of is. I won't dwell on it now.

"Can we order are or you guys going to duke it out?" Kyle interrupts in his gay-boy voice and Cal pouts. Seems like she had been enjoying this. I think that she just thought that Peace was hot and was enjoying ogling him. Sometimes Cal can be a slut… and as shallow as a puddle.

I want to duke it out, Peace has other plans in mind.

"What can I get you guys?"

I slump into the empty seat, never taking my eyes off of him. Not because he's gorgeous -although he is, damn him- but because you never take your eyes off your enemy. Kind of like never turn your back on an enemy, except harder.

"Your number." Cal flirts shamelessly with the man I was just about to kill seconds ago.

I took my eyes off of Peace to stare dumbfounded at her. It was times like these that I wondered if she really had lost her mind.

Kyle bust out laughing, pointing at my expression and Alex sighed, a little resign -mostly because she had never really gotten along with Cal since they were polar opposites.

And to my utter and complete shock he actually gives it to her.

I can feel my fear radiating around me. It's so much stronger than other people's fears, so much more there.

It reminds me of when I was little and sitting alone on a park swing in Maxville Central Park when a very shady looking man tried -a poor attempt, but an attempt none the less- to kidnap me. I don't know if this frowns on my inability to take my safety seriously, my strangely impressive combat skills -biting for the most part-, or my mother's lack of parenting skills -I mean I was like five and I was all ALONE. What parent leaves their kid on a swing in Maxville Park alone? No decent parent, that's who.

I'm afraid for Cal because Pyro is dangerous and well Cal has always been a sucker for assholes. But this isn't just some guy who could break her heart, this guy could kill her.

When I'm scared, I get defensive. For me, defensive is outright mean.

"I'll have Sesame Chicken." I snapped, scowling. Alex, thank God, ordered as well, just as annoyed as me. So, at least I didn't sound jealous or anything. Which, I'm not. Peace can burn in hell for all I care.

"I'll have the General's Chicken."

Kyle stalls, for some pointless reason. I just want to get Peace out of here, or away from us works too.

"Um, I'll have…" he scans the menu, something I hadn't even bothered looking at. "Egg Rolls."

Cal is last and she bats her eyelashes at the Pyro in a way that wants to make me gag. Thankfully Alex pretends to stick her finger down her mouth in a mock I'm-going-to-hurl motion. "I'll have a salad." This is complete and utter bullshit since I know this girl can pack away three hamburgers in one sitting and she's only ordering it to look girly or some other crap like that.

It's times like these that I wonder why I don't just slap Cal across the face because I think she needs a reality check.

"Coming right up." Peace says and leaves, but not before sending me an almost smug looking smirk. Why he is smug, I do not want to know.

"That guy is SO hot!" Cal exclaims as soon as Pyro is out of earshot. I shake my head and Alex rolls her eyes. Kyle agrees like the horny gay-boy he is.

Little did they know how really hot Pyro is. What with the flames and all that.

Kyle makes a joke about wishing he -the pyro- was gay but I can't laugh because I feel so fucking tense. It's hard to imagine that just a few minutes ago I had felt so relaxed.

I know that he's still here and that he could be watching. I know that he could ruin me by telling anyone who my citizen friends are. I know he could kill me through them. I know I can't trust anyone from my school.

My shoulders are tight with that knowledge, and my neck is stiff. I can't seem to move, it's like I'm frozen, unwilling to accept the fact that I'm very, very venerable right now.

God I need a stiff drink, like now.

"He goes to your school, doesn't he?" Alex asked calmly. I freeze at the mention of school and Cal spits out the sip of water she's just taken.

"What?!" she screeches in a whisper. Cal is always so overdramatic.

I shrug my shoulders, my jaw tense.

"He's a hero?" her whisper turns excited. I cast her a glace that says 'I don't think so'. Cal pouts and I roll my eyes.

I wonder when my life will ever be good again.

Peace comes back with the drinks, I take this as a sign form the gods. They say never.

Fuck my crappy ass life.