The people on the bus went silent when they saw the two, Will stood there awkwardly in his red, white and blue colours showing just how much of a patriot he was while Layla glared at a group of kids snickering in the back, smirking when they instantly stopped talking. "Morning," the bus driver greeted, Will replying in kind absentmindedly.

"Is this the bus to Sky High?" Will asked, still looking around at all the faces staring up at them, he was startled out of his observations by the bus driver hissing at him to be quiet.

"What are you crazy?" he questioned, flicking the lever to close the doors, Layla tensed, she hated the feeling of being locked up, she pondered that she probably got it from her father because it meant they were closed off from nature. "Unless you want every super villain in the neighbourhood to know we're here," he narrowed his eyes and Will was quick to apologise, about to walk down the aisle between seats when he was stopped by a hand from the driver.

"What's your name freshman?" the driver asked, looking suspiciously up at Will.

"Uh Will Stronghold," he said nervously, not knowing how the guy would react to the name, the Strongholds were widely known in the super world and Will hated all the attention her received.

"The Will Stronghold? Son of the Commander and Jetstream?" the guy asked excitedly and Will nodded reluctantly, he was used to this sort of thing. The driver shot to his feet and turned to face the other students, pulling Will in front of him to show him off. "Everybody this is Will, Will Stronghold. Son of the Commander and Jetstream," he announced excitedly and the people on the bus looked up interested.

"My name's Ron Wilson young hero, Sky High bus driver. If there's anything I can do to make your journey more comfortable." Ron rambled on and Layla smirked evilly, Will hated it when people did that, tried to set him apart from the crowd. Her smirk fell when she realised that she would be the one he was complaining to later. Ron pointed to a gothic looking girl and a nerdy boy sitting beside each other, "You two, up," he demanded, pointing his finger away from the seats.

"The seat behind Ron Wilson belongs to Will Stronghold," he added and Layla resisted the urge to growl however she heard a quiet hiss coming from her hair, he was treating these people like they were less than Will all because of his family, she detested people like that, just like her mother. It was what had lead her and her mother to many of their sit ins and protests.

"It would be an honour," the nerdy boy said quickly, hoping up over the seat but having difficulty since the goth girl refused to move.

"No, its fine you don't have to," Will tried desperately to stop the boy from moving as both he and Layla attempted to move further down the aisle.

"No I want to, you're third generation man," he said, missing Will rolling his eyes and Layla grinned and giggled in the background.

"Magenta get up," he said down to the girl sitting beside him, trying to jimmy her along.

"Why? He only needs one seat," she asked dryly, her arms remaining crossed firmly across her chest, smiling slightly at the raised thumbs Layla shot her from over Will's shoulder.

"So he can sit with his girlfriend," the boy said nervously and Layla just about gagged, a loud retching sound coming from both her and Will.

"Hell to the no little boy, this here is my best friend not my boyfriend, he's like my freaking brother" she chimed and a nervous stammer came from behind her.

"Oh hi in that case, my names Larry," the small orange haired boy introduced himself, wiping off his glasses and tossing his head as he said his name, Layla inwardly shuddered.

"Yeah hi Larry, I'm not interested," she said softly, trying to cushion the blow and he nodded, waving goodbye as he took his seat.

The bus took off with a shuddering rumble of the engine, Will took a seat beside a boy Layla hardly knew but seemed to be good friends with Will, she was pretty sure she would have remember him if that was the case. The guy looked like a glow stick, practically blinding her with the neon colours.

She shook it off and headed to the back of the bus, raising an eyebrow at the kid stretched out across the seat like it was their bed. "You're going to move now," she growled and he nodded shakily, grabbing his bag and taking the spare seat across the aisle from Will, she hummed happily and slid onto the long seat, spreading out like the boy before her with her head laid on her satchel for a pillow.

She barely moved when the bus was launched into the air, much preferring to turn up the music on her phone and drown out the screaming, one of her mother's super friends and had taken her on many trips over the world when she was a child. Once when she was grounded he had taken her to China and back to get takeout in the span of a few minutes, well apart from the wait time, they had lied and told her mum it came from a restaurant in the town. The bus jolted as it set heavily on the ground, the students all milling off. Layla wove her way through the mass so she could stand beside Will, knowing that the older boy was worried about when they would have to show their powers.

She noticed with interest that many of the students stopped to stare at the new pupils, almost like they were assessing them with their eyes. She took note of a large group of students in particular, showing off powers such as shape shifting, levitation and invisibility, instantly labelling them as the "popular" kids in her head. Layla resisted the urge to groan at the several sets of eyes she could feel on her, watching with malicious intent as a blonde girl froze two boys who were leering at her, wishing she could do the same, laughing slightly under her breath when she realised that the entire cheer squad was only one girl.

A sudden rush in front of her alerted her to a new presence as it rounded the freshman inward, Layla resisted the urge to snag it with a poisonous vine, knowing that it was probably only a couple of idiotic older students thinking they could prey on the newbies. The blur stopped a revealed a mildly chubby boy standing in front of them, a second boy, this one with the power to stretch his body like rubber, came slinking down the stairs, stopping in front of the group as they began harassing them for money, claiming it as a new student fee.

"Let me bite them," a soft voice hissed in her ear and she smothered the urge to giggle, reaching up to discretely pat the snake's head, she saw Will grin slightly out of the corner of her eye and winked back, she could tell that he knew about Nagini being in her hair, she barely went anywhere without at least one animal. She was actually thinking of allowing Nagini to do it when a cheerful brunette stopped in front of the group, proceeding to lecture them on the rules. Layla tuned her out, never one to follow the rules and noticed out of the corner of her eye how Will was staring star struck at the girl. She made a note to keep an eye on the technopath, having heard the girls introduction only, the vibes she was receiving from the girl made her want to both back up and claw at her face simultaneously.

The girl finally finished speaking and Will asked what she had been talking about, Layla covered up the fact she didn't know by insisting he should have listened himself if he really wanted to know. They were lead to what appeared to be the school's gym, Layla steadfastly ignoring the boys who whistled after her while Will clenched his hands into fists, wishing he could pummel them for thinking like that about his baby sister. The doors were pushed open with a bang and they all assembled in a large group, staring about absentmindely as they waited for whoever was supposed to be coming to talk to them.