Penny Forrester awoke to the sound of a blaring alarm. She groaned, covering her head with her pillow, just as her dog, bolt, came bounding towards her bed, barking.

"Bolt...mph...stop barking..." She muttered, nudging the dog away from her face. Her dog then quickly bit her pillow, dragging it away with him. She groaned, standing up, having no choice but to start getting ready for her first day of school. Correction, first day of high school. She rummaged through her closet, pulling out her new outfit that she so carefully selected. After dressing, she trudged her way downstairs, checking her phone. Ten new messages from Wilbur. God, does that boy ever relax? She scanned through the messages, and, upon seeing the words 'call me', dialed the boys number.

"What do you want?" She yawned. Wilbur gasped.

"Is that any way to greet your best friend?" He complained.

"It is when she just woke up." Penny replied, rolling her eyes.

"Wow. I'm quite wounded. You broke my heart Penny. You really did."

"Oh, shut up. Why'd you have me call?"

"Well, I'm having a crisis." Wilbur said urgently. Penny internally groaned. Wilber's crisis's were always quite shallow.

"What kind of crisis is it this time, Wilbur?"

"I can't decide what shirt to wear." He groaned.

Penny rolled her eyes, pouring herself some cereal. "Oh, you poor baby."

"I know right! What do you think, should I wear my red flash shirt, my superman shirt, or that super cool lightning bolt shirt that my mom got me?"

"Mmm. Lightning bolt." Penny said, having not really listened.

"Yeah but what if the lightning bolt is like, too dorky?" He whined, sighing.

"Then you'll be branded as a dork for the remainder of your high school career, never able to live it down until you hit college." Penny sarcastically replied, taking a bite of her cereal. This was a regular occurrence between her and Wilbur. He constantly asked her for advice when it came to clothes, advice which she often did not know how to give. She tuned back into Wilburs ranting, sighing. "Wilbur, that was sarcasm." Wilbur paused.

"...Well still, it's a real fear."

"Wilbur, you're an idiot." She sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Yeah, you've told me." He groaned. She laughed, rolling her eyes.

"It's only because I'm your friend. Otherwise, I'd be nicer."

"No you wouldn't."

"No, I probably would." She replied, putting her now empty bowl of cereal into the sink, and running upstairs, brushing her hair and teeth while Wilbur rambled on.

"...and I can't believe we only have have three classes together. I'll have to talk to the…" He paused, lowering his voice. "...weirdos."

Penny sighed, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, you said the same thing about me. C'mon, you'll make friends!"

"Yeah, weird friends!" He complained.

"I give up on you. I'm hanging up in three, two..."

"WAIT!"

"What, Wilbur?"

"I'll see you in third block!" He shouted, hanging up. Penny sighed, slinging her backpack over her shoulder, running out the door, and hopping on the bus.

Hiro Hamada hated the bus. He hated the bus with a fiery passion. All the freshmen that knew nothing (granted, he was one of them), the annoying sophomores, the pompous juniors, and the lazy seniors. The only person Hiro liked in this whole school was his older brother, Tadashi. Tadashi was, in short, Hiro's only friend. And Tadashi didn't like that. So, he sent Hiro on the us, instead of letting him ride in his car with him. Stupid brother. Stupid bus. Stupid-

"Is this seat taken?"

-Girl. Hiro looked up. A short, redheaded girl, stood above him. He blinked, furrowing his eyebrows and nodding, scooting over a bit. She smiled, sitting down.

"I'm Penny." She held out her hand. He looked at it, blinking a few times, then shaking it.

"Hiro Hamada." He said gruffly. Penny smiled.

"Nice to meet you Hiro Hamada. Are you a freshman?" She tilted her head, watching Hiro. Hiro frowned, then nodded.

"Yeah. I'm a freshman. What about you?" He looked over the girl. She looked about 13, his height. "Freshman too?"

She looked up, nodding. "Yeah, freshman. How'd you know?"

"Lucky guess." Hiro said, slightly cocky. He leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes, when the bus jerked to a stop. Hiro groaned, peeking open his eyes and sighing. "Looks like we're here." He nodded at the school building, which was a faded brown. Penny jumped up in her seat.

"Finally!" She exclaimed, pulling her bag up. Hiro raised an eyebrow.

"Excited much?"

"Just a bit. I've been looking forward to high school." Penny smiled at him. Hiro nodded.

"...right."

Penny laughed. "What class do you have first?" She asked, looking at Hiro.

"English with Mr. Kabooki." He sighed. English was his one worst subjects.

"Oh, so do I! I'll walk there with you!" Penny smiled, getting off the bus. Hiro quickly followed. He blinked.

"Right, okay. You know where you're going?"

"Well, yeah!" She laughed, walking into the school. "I studied the map, so I wouldn't get lost."

"Probably smart." Hiro looked around, his eyes widening a bit seeing how big the school was. He looked around, nearly getting himself hit by a boy on a skateboard.

"Watch it!" The boy shouted, skating off. Hiro blinked.

"Are skateboards even allowed here?" He asked Penny.

"Nope! Cmon, our class is over here!" She grinned, pulling him down some hallway that he assumed held his English class.

Wilbur Robinson was not looking forward to his first period math class. Truth be told, he wasn't looking forward to any of his classes. For starters, he'd already gotten lost twice, and then finally found his way to his class with the help of some blond senior girl. He managed to make it into the classroom with a minute to spare, finding his assigned seat next to some girl named Violet Parr. Who, of course, wasn't here. How was he supposed to slack off if there's no one to talk to? He groaned, leaning back in his seat, and tuning out his teachers speech about "I have high expectations for this class". Pfffft. What a loser. Besides, his dad could teach him most of this stuff. Wilbur was just about to fall asleep when there was a loud crash next to him, causing him to jump up.

"Sh-" He opened his eyes, looking at one of the most beautiful girls he'd ever seen. She had dark blue eyes, and long black hair that fell into her eyes. He shook himself out of it, turning on the charm. "Why, you must be Violet Parr." He gave her a winning smile, and she blinked, taken aback.

"Uh...yeah, that's me. And...you are?" She frowned, looking at him. "Do I uh, do I know you or something?"

Wilbur shook his head. "No, but you soon will. I'm Wilbur Robinson." He responded, raising his eyebrow. Violet took a step back.

"Uh...right...okay..." She looked around, quickly sitting down in her seat and falling into an awkward silence.

"Can I just say, Violet, you are one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen." He grinned.

Violet blinked. "...erm...thank you? I think?" She shook her head, turning her attention to the teacher. Wilbur frowned. Shouldn't his charmed have wooed her to at least talk to him? He studied Violet, his frowned deepening. She didn't even glance his way. He cleared his throat, once, twice...

"What do you want?" Violet hissed, looking at him. Wilbur blinked.

"I-uh...I..." He frowned, looking at her for a moment. She looks angry. Or, at least, annoyed. He swallowed. "Nothing." He shook his head, looking down. Violet rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to the teacher. Wilbur frowned, studying her once more. Then, his frown turned to a grin. His goal for the year: Get this girl to like him back.

Violet Parr was not having a good day. For starters, this random boy in her first period class kept trying to flirt with her, even though she, clearly, was not interested in him in the slightest. She sighed, rolling her eyes, and sincerely hoping she didn't have any more classes with the creep. With that thought, she walked into her second period French class with Mademoiselle Belle. Sighing, she chose an empty seat in the back, next to some redhead girl. The girl turned to her, smiling.

"Hi! I'm penny." She waved. A bit too cheerful for violets taste, but better than the creep. Violet nodded.

"I'm Violet, nice to meet you." She muttered, looking down.

"Are you a freshman too?" Penny asked, looking at the girl curiously. Violet nodded.

"Yeah…" She sighed. "Isn't this class mostly freshman?" Violet inquired of Penny, who nodded.

"Mostly, but it looks like there's a couple sophomores. Most of them seem to be over in the corner." She glanced over at a group of slightly older kids, who were all huddled around together, as if they were afraid of the younger kids. Violet squinted, looking at them. Among them was a boy with light brown hair. Violets eyes widened. He was...extremely cute. She turned to Penny, who seemed to know just about everyone.

"Who's the guy in the middle?" She asked.

"Tony Rydinger. He's my cousin. Why?" She looked at Violet curiously.

Violet shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. "Thought I knew him." Penny nodded, seemingly having to had bought it. Violet bit her lip, glancing again over at Tony then turning to the front. Penny tapped her shoulder.

"So, what do you think of Vista High so far?" Penny smiled. Violet sighed.

"I like the school just fine, there was just some creep in my first class." Violet shuddered just thinking about him.

Penny frowned. "What was his name?" She asked.

Violet shook her head. "Wilbur or something like that. I think his last name was like, Robinstien? Roninson? Rob-"

"Robinson. Oh, I'm so gonna kill him!" Penny narrowed her eyes.

"You...you know him?" Violet asked, scooting away. Penny sighed.

"Sadly, yes. We've been friends since the third grade, when I moved in across the street from his family. What'd he do?" Penny turned to Violet.

"Oh, it really wasn't anything big. He just flirted with me. All class." She sighed. It sounded so...So pathetic out loud. Violet shook her head. Penny groaned.

"God, I'm going to strangle him." She muttered. Violet blinked. "I'm sorry about him. Wilbur's a regular idiot. He's better once you get to know him, if you give him the chan-"

"That's most likely not going to happen." Violet stated, cutting off Penny's attempt to redeem her friend. Penny sighed.

"Well, just give him a chance. Who knows. Maybe you'll like him after a while."

"Doubtful."