A.N.: Hey, so this is one of my favorite movies ever. This story takes place a year after the movie. Please review!

I walked out of my house trying to be optimistic. Maybe I could actually do well at Sky High. Maybe I could make friends. My name's Priscilla, by the way. Priscilla Star Hamilton, although most people know me as the daughter of the Maiden, one of the most beautifully sneaky super heroes ever; not like I know her.

She left pretty soon after I was born, and left me and dad alone. Dad's a great chef, but he's mute. That might explain why I never liked to talk.

Anyways, as I went to the bus stop, I tried to be positive. Maybe this school had a poetry club, or a karaoke night, or something fun like that! Maybe there were other kids who'd thought that they were demigods because of their powers (and they read too much.)

When I got to the stop, I saw three other kids. They must've been sophomores, because they didn't look older than me, but they weren't nervous. One was wearing incredibly goth style clothing (Son of Hades!) (Sorry if I do that, but that's how I determine what I think of people). There was another guy in red, white, and blue who was laughing while acting something out (Son of Poseidon?). And there was his girlfriend, who was telling him off while playing with a flower in her hair (Daughter of Demeter!)

"Hi!" said the girl. I was saved the embarrassment of answering thanks to the bus. Those three clambered on and I followed. The bus erupted into cheers as they entered.

"Hey, Will!" said the bus driver.

"Hey, Ron, how's working for the mayor going?" Will the Son of Poseidon replied. Ron shrugged. I was about to find a seat when Ron said.

"Whoa, freshman, state your name!" Oh, dear. I haven't talked to people all summer! How am I supposed to answer so quickly?

"Priscilla," I squeaked, "Priscilla Hamilton." Ron gasped.

A.N.: Cliffe in the first chapter! Oh, I'm so evil. I hope you enjoyed, and you can enjoy more by reviewing, favoriting, or alerting! TTFN!