A/N: What's up Sky High fans? So, as you can see, Sky High is one of my favorite superhero movies. I've been brainstorming this idea for quite a while now and I finally decided to give it a shot. Enjoy and please review! :D

"Rise and shine sleepyhead!" came the cheery voice of my Aunt Josie as she entered my room.

"Meh, just five more minutes, Aunt Josie," I grumbled, pulling the blanket over my head.

She pulled the blanket off me and shook her head, "No can do, Taryn. It's your first day and I'm sure you don't want to be late, right?"

Letting out a defeated sigh, I sat up and rubbed my eyes, "What time is the bus coming again?"

She smiled and kissed my forehead, "It should be here in the next half hour, so you better get going. There's breakfast downstairs already," with that, she got up and left my room.

My name is Taryn Armstrong, and yes, I am related to the Strongholds. Why was I living with them instead of my own parents you ask? Well, let me give you the backstory. My parents were actually very nice people at one point. Then, not long after I turned eleven, they decided to become two of the world's deadliest supervillains for reasons unbeknownst to me. My father was known as Cosmos, he got the name because he had the ability manipulate cosmic fire. My mother, on the other hand, was known as Psychokinetica, able to manipulate objects with her mind.

Sure enough, the Commander and Jetstream had my parents put in jail for life and told me that I probably wouldn't get to visit them. After that, I couldn't help but wonder whose powers I would get, my mom's or my dad's? My question was answered about a year later. Will and I were having a stupid argument over the TV remote. I got so mad that I ended up releasing a cosmic fire blast from my hand and almost launched him through the wall. I was lucky that Will had quick reflexes at the time or else he most likely would've wound up in the ER. However, the last thing Aunt Josie and Uncle Steve wanted was for me to be like my father so they took it upon themselves to train me so that I could control my powers. Needless to say, I was very glad for that. Now, at sixteen, I was starting my first year at Sky High as a sophomore.

Once I was satisfied with my appearance, I headed downstairs and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a piece of bacon off the plate on the counter and took a bite of it. Turning my head, I saw Will and Layla watching the Commander and Jetstream defeat a giant robot on the news. As superheroes, defeating villains nonstop was all in a day's work for them.

"They are good," Will remarked, turning the TV off. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him; his parents had such high expectations for him and he hadn't even told them the bad news. I was the only one who knew that he hadn't received his powers yet.

After leaving the house and headed towards the bus-stop, waving at the neighbors as we walked by.

"Now I know it's just our first day, but I can't wait to graduate and start saving mankind. And womankind. And animalkind," Layla beamed.

"Let's not forget about the rain forest," I quipped.

"Of course!" she nodded in agreement, "I just feel really good about this year."

"Yeah, should be great," Will muttered as we arrived at the bus-stop. It wasn't long before the bus pulled up. The doors opened and Will walked up the steps first, followed by myself and Layla.

"Is this the bus to Sky High?" Will asked hopefully, causing everyone on the bus to look at him incredulously.

"SHH! Are you crazy?!" the bus driver snapped, immediately closing the doors behind us, "I guess want every supervillain in the neighborhood to know we're here!"

"No, I'm sorry," Will muttered, apologetically.

The bus drive gave Will a skeptical look, "What's your name, freshman?"

"Um, Will Stronghold," Will replied. Oh boy, here we go….

The bus driver gulped, his eyes widening like a little kid on Christmas. He quickly got up from his seat and faced the bus, "Hey everyone! This is Will Stronghold! Son of the Commander and Jetstream!"

Then he eagerly shook Will's hand and introduced himself as Ron Wilson-Bus Driver. Now I was really hoping he wouldn't know who I was as well. That wish was quickly tossed out the window once he looked at me.

"Y-you're the daughter of Cosmos and Psychokinetica!" he gasped, immediately dropping Will's hand to grab my own, "I-If there's anything I can do to make your journey more c-comfortable please l-let me know," he said nervously, obviously thinking that I was just as insane as my parents.

"Um, thanks. For the record, I'm nothing like my parents and I don't intend to be," I replied, giving him a reassuring smile as I pulled my hand away.

Ron just nodded and turned to the two kids in the front row. A black kid clad in orange and a girl dressed in purple and black.

"You two, up. The seat behind Ron Wilson belongs to Will Stronghold and Taryn Armstrong," he ordered.

The kid in orange got up immediately and smiled at us, "It would be an honor. I'm Ethan, by the way," he said before looking at the girl sitting next to him, "Magenta get up."

She rolled her eyes, "Fine, I can't believe I have to give up my seat for Stronghold and his girlfriend."

I shook my head and laughed a bit, "I'm his cousin, not his girlfriend. That's his girlfriend," I pointed to Layla, who immediately elbowed me in the stomach.

I rolled my eyes as her and Will tried to explain that they were 'just friends.' Please, it didn't take a rocket scientist to know that Layla had the worst crush in the world on Will. Sadly, he still had yet to realize it.

After insisting that Ethan and Magenta should keep their seats up front, I moved to the back of the bus and sat down. We had only been driving for about five minutes before jerking to a stop, which sent all of us flying forward in our seats. After the kid got on the bus, Ron closed the doors and looked at us, "Next stop, Sky High!"

The bus started moving again and I sighed in relief and leaned back in my seat. Next thing I knew, he pulled a lever and seat belts flew out of our seats and strapped us in. What the fuck is going on?!

The bus sped forward, driving off the bridge and right into the air. The entire bus screamed, myself included, as we began to plummet to our deaths. To our surprise, the bus suddenly grew wings and started to fly upwards.

Within minutes, we were hovering over what appeared to be Sky High. It looked like any other high school, minus the fact that it was floating about a thousand feet in the air of course. Ron started making a speech about the school being in constant motion and something about 'anti-gravitational propulsion,' but I was too mesmerized by the school's view to care.

Ron slowly lowered the bus to the ground, which ended up shaking due to a rough landing.

"Sorry!" he called, obviously trying to make up for the not-so 'smooth and easy' landing.

Grabbing my bag, I walked towards the front and followed Will and Layla off the bus. Before we got off, Ron told Will and me that the bus was always there for us if we were ever late and gave us each a business card with his name and number on it. I tucked the card away in my bag and Will tucked his in his wallet.

We walked up the pathway to the steps of the school, taking the time to observe our surroundings. A couple of guys were using their heat vision to zap a girl in the ass, who instantly spun around and froze them solid. Then we passed by the cheerleading team… which turned out to be one girl who had the ability to replicate herself.

This is gonna be an interesting year I thought as we continued to walk towards the school. Then, out of nowhere, I found myself being pressed up against Will and Layla. Our whole group was getting tighter as an unknown blurry figure began to circle around us, trapping us in a vortex.