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Soul On Fire by Cara Mascara

Chapter 2: Conor Bench...?

"The cafeteria staff requests sidekicks stop ordering hero sandwiches"the intercom announced.

"What is wrong with you?" I looked up t the lunch table to see a wide eyed, single version of Penny, hands gripping the edge of the table before she slammed herself in the seat next to me. I was still waiting for Gwen to join the table, as usual. But what the hell is she talking about?

"Huh?" I had a mouthful of fries.

Penny glanced from side to side, being sure our table was completely abandoned and no one was in earshot. She leaned close and accused in a hushed voice, "You and Peace hooking up over the summer." I choked on the swig of milk I had taken.

Once I'd quit coughing I narrowed my eyes at Penny. "Who the hell told you that?!" I'm no idiot. Associating with Warren Peace would make me look bad, which would in turn make my friends look bad. People would think I was a villain in training, like everyone assumes Warren is. Granted, from what I've seen, he's not on the path of villainy, just a tad anti-social. But when you're in high school, what's real has no power over what's rumored. I'm not willing to throw my popularity under the bus like that. I like being a HBIC.

"Told who what?" Gwen asked as she took her place

"Becky Martins told Shelly Kirwin who told me she saw Warren go into Faith's house the other day and he didn't leave for like an hour." Penny filled me in on the exaggerated situation and Gwen's jaw dropped. I rolled my eyes and relaxed a little. People are so fucking stupid.

"Oh my god. Becky Martins needs to get a fucking life and stop watching me out of her window. Warren delivered some food that I ordered the other day. He was in my house for about five seconds while I grabbed some money for the food. Then he left. We barely spoke three words to each other." I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms over my chest as I was given skeptical looks by my so-called friends. "I'm not speaking from experience here, but I'm pretty sure a guy like Warren can last a lot longer then a few minutes."

Penny and Gwen both seemed to loosen up at that and laughed a little. "Yeah, too bad he's a complete psycho." Gwen glanced behind me, which is where Warren always sat alone a few tables down the aisle. "With a haircut, a smile and a new wardrobe he could be a nice catch. Minus the most-likely-to-become-a-villain position."

I raised my eyebrows at Gwen. "You are not putting that in the yearbook Gwen. He'll probably roast you." Gwen just shrugged and began eating her salad.

"People's choice, not mine." I sighed and shook my head. Whatever. Her barbecue. There's no way that Warren's going to put up with that. Oh well, I won't worry about that now. The polls aren't even up until mid school year anyway.

"Any word on Stronghold's placement?" Penny asked, noticing Will, ironically being glared at by Warren. Yeah, everyone knows why. Baron Battle is his dad. The Commander is Will's dad. Commander beat Battle. Battle serves a quadruple life sentence in solitary. Therefore, Warren hates Will.

"He's up first after lunch I heard." Gwen informed. She started going off about Stronghold again and I began spacing. I looked over at said boy and saw he looked a little frightened, glancing back at Warren and quickly looking away. Can't say I blame the poor kid.

He doesn't look like anything special. Just normal. Kind of dorky actually. He was sitting with a few other freshies. One geeky looking kid with an orange shirt, tucked in of course, and glasses. A lanky bleach blonde guy with clothes brighter than the sun was the definition of 'the whitest kid you know'. There was a cute redheaded girl with a lot of green on obviously staring at Stronghold longingly the entire lunch. Someone's got a crush I guess. The final I knew personally.

Magenta Orchid.

Maj is someone I-

I squinted my eyes shut at the sudden throbbing in my skull, interrupting my thoughts. My vision got spotty and a blurred scene appeared in my mind.

I definitely recognized the room. It was the detention room. I saw Stronghold and Warren each sitting in desks.

"All right look, whatever happened with our dads, it had nothing to do with us. What do you say?" Stronghold said, offering is hand peacefully.

"I say, if you ever cross me again, I'll roast you alive." Typical response from Warren. Will retraced his hand.

"Hey Faith. Faith!" I was jolted back to reality. I sucked in a deep breath and rubbed my eyes. Lash had been the one trying to get my attention. He was now sitting across from me, Speed next to him.

Everyone was looking at me. I knew what they were waiting for. It obvious when I get visions. My eyes roll back and turn white. I look possessed.

"It was nothing important. Just Stronghold and Peace in detention together." Lash scoffed and everyone got a little uninterested apart from Gwen.

"Why were they in detention?" she asked. I just shrugged and she rolled her eyes before resting her chin on her hand.

"Stronghold's a dork. And Peace is a freak." Lash said. I hummed in agreement and slumped into my chair. Stronghold is most definitely a dork. I don't necessarily agree with the statement about Warren, but they don't need to know that.

"Will isn't a dork, okay? Sure he hangs out with a bunch of losers, but come on, do you guys really think with his parents his power isn't going to be amazing?" Gwen glanced back at the still nervous looking freshman. Give me a break.


'A reminder: There is no smoking on school grounds...or freezing... or bursting into flames'

I was shoving books into my locker when I saw Gwen making her way over. She bumped right into someone. Not sure if it was on purpose or not because, turns out, it was Stronghold

"I'm-"

"Will Stronghold," Gwen interrupted him, saving him from his obvious embarrassment. The look of excitement on his face was hilarious.

"Aha! Mind reader!" Wow. What an awkward loser.

"No," Gwen said through her smile.

"That'd be my department," I informed Stronghold before shutting my locker and wandering away from Gwen and her new little buddy over to Penny's locker. I leaned against it as I waited for her to finish gabbing to... herself and saw Stronghold watching Gwen walk off with lovey eyes. Jeeze, that didn't take long at all.

My eyes widened a bit as he almost bumped right into Warren Peace. We might have a roasting on the first day of classes. But Warren just glared the kid down and he ran off into the bathroom. I pushed off the locker as Warren continued to glare at the kids back. "Gee, make the kid piss himself why don't you Peace?" I commented. He just looked at me with narrowed eyes, softening them a little when he saw the amused look on my face. "Just thought I'd let you know, I had a vision of you and Stronghold in detention together."

"For what?" he spat, obviously not too thrilled with that idea. I shrugged my shoulders and tossed my hair over my shoulder.

"Don't know. They come to me. I don't pick what I see, sorry. Better be on your best behavior though," I mused, brushing by the hot head and towards my next class.


"Greetings junior heroes, and welcome to another year of Mad Science," Medulla announced as he shuffled into the classroom. "First things first, lab partners." I don't know why he insists on assigning lab partners. A majority of the time he pairs us up with people he knows we hate. It's almost like he thinks it's funny.

Warren threw the door open and stalked into class as Medulla was looking over his seating chart. "Ah, Mr. Peace. How nice of you to join us. Why don't you save some time and take a seat next to Ms. Summers. Let's hope you'll be better lab partners than you and Ms. Fries were, hmm?" Oh, did I just score? Why yes, I believe I did.

Granted, he didn't look all that pleased about being my lab partner. Not surprising. But hell, it could be a lot worse. I think he was aware of this too as he dumped his bag on the table and slumped into his chair.

Medulla listed off more lab partners and to my initial disgust, Jenna Fries took a seat at the table in front of Warren's and mine. She's probably sitting there just so she can piss me off. Everyone has an archenemy. Jenna is mine. She's in the junior popular clique while I managed to get into the senior popular group. She tried so hard to get Gwen and Penny to like her, but they ignore her because they know I hate her. She is the most superficial, stereotype of dumb blonde in the world. Yeah, so basically she's one jealous girl.

My attention was taken off the blonde ice queen when her lab partner took the empty seat in front of me. Whooooo is that? I missed the name when Medulla said it. He exchanged a few words with a very uninterested Jenna before sitting awkwardly and looking around the room. Oh boy, blue eyes are looking at me.

"Hi Faith. I like your hair," he said with a small smile. He was very cute. Very cute. Longish brown hair, fair skinned, lean build, tall. And he knows my name. Which... actually isn't surprising since almost everyone in school knows who I am.

"Uh, thanks," I answered. Shit, shit, shit. Who is he? I have no idea if I'm supposed to know him or not.

"You… don't remember me, do you?" I thought about pretending I did, but then decided against it, and just shook me head. "Conor. Conor Bench. Heh, I sat next to you in Hero History all last year and we were partners in Save the Citizen a few times."

"Oh! Oh, I know now! You have the… water powers, right?" He smiled and nodded his head. "Oh, okay. Wow… you look so… different."

"Is it good or bad different?" he asked, a hopeful look in his eyes. I really did know who he was. He was really shy. I don't think I've ever actually heard him talk before besides when the teacher called on him, which wasn't often anyway.

"Good. Definitely good. Pretty hot actually." It's true. He was looking very good with the longer hair and the extra height. He had some nice lips too. And, aw, he's blushing. Even cuter!

"Uh, thanks." He was avoiding eye contact with me. Still has some shyness I guess.

"Mr. Bench, please face the front of the classroom," Medulla ordered, and Conor gave me a slight smile before spinning to face the front. Medulla began with the notes already. Damn, it's our first day. Give us a break.

I glanced to the side as I grabbed my notebook and saw Warren looking at me with that ever-present glare. I raised my eyebrows at him in question but he just deepened his frown and looked away. Whatever.