I was awakened by a bright light shining in my face. I opened my eyes to see I had fallen asleep on my roof. "Katy Perry was right" I joked to myself. I sat up slowly and stretched. Don't think I passed out drunk. It takes a lot for me to get drunk on account of my healing powers. Hell a whole bottle of wine didn't even get me tipsy. I blocked the sun out of my face with my hand to see the mailman walking towards my house.
"Um. Ma'am are you alright" he asked as he spotted me on the roof. "Me? Oh yeah, I'm just peachy" I said with a smile. He didn't even say anything. He just turned on his heel and walked away. "What about my mail" I shouted. He just ignored me and kept walking. "Rude" I muttered to myself.
I carefully stood up and walked back to my window which was, thank the heavens, still open. I climbed back inside and shut the window. "That's enough fresh air for one day" I said as I shut the window. I turned around to see that my room had been turned inside out. "Mom and Dad" I said as I shook my head. "They always think I'm hiding something."
I walked towards my bathroom and noticed the time on the clock. "11:00. I am so late, but hey I finally got my eight hours" I said as I high fived myself. I took a quick shower, got dressed, and grabbed my backpack.
I walked out of my house and towards the bus stop when I finally realized "How the hell am I supposed to get to school?"
I could call Ron and ask him to pick me up, but I don't think my stomach could handle that. Suddenly a light bulb went off in my head and I wasn't too pleased to see who my brain had come up with.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Thanks again Mrs. Peace" I said as she gently put me down on the school grounds. "Oh it's no trouble Harley. I'd do anything to help one of Warren's friends" she said as she flew off. "We're not really friends" I muttered to myself as I walked to the front doors of the school.
As I waited in the office for my tardy slip I looked over the text messages I had gotten last night.
(L- Layla WS-Will WP- Warren)
9 am L - Hey can you pick up your phone? I really need to talk to you. It's about Will and Warren. I'm really sorry!
11 pm WP- Harley pick up your phone!
10:30 pm WS- Guess who's going to homecoming with Gwen Grayson?
"Well looks like I'm miss popular" I said as I put my phone away and was handed my late slip. "Give this to one of the teachers in the cafeteria. Nice job arriving at lunch by the way" the secretary said in annoyance. I just rolled my eyes and walked out of the office to the cafeteria.I walked into the cafeteria and handed my slip to Mr. Boy and walked away not waiting for an answer. I got my food and looked for Layla. And, with just my luck, she was sitting with Warren.
Warren's POV (😱)
I was sitting at my regular table checking my phone to see if I had missed any messages from Harley. None. "Dammit" I said as I slammed my phone down on the table. Just then Hippie, I think her name was Layla, came and sat down in front of me."Hi Warren" she said as she made herself comfortable. Great, the girl that started all of this. "Did I do or say anything last night to make you think that this was ok" I asked rudely. "Ha you're so funny. But seriously you're never going to believe what happened. I was just about to ask Will to homecoming, but wouldn't you know it, I told him I was going with you instead" she said with a nervous laugh. "I don't remember that being part of the plan."
"Hey Layla. Did you do the history homework" some purple girl said sitting down at my table. "What do you think you're doing?"
"It's called sitting" she said in a duh tone. "No one sits here, but me."
"Yeah sure. I guess Harley's an exception then? What did you get for number 4" she asked turning to Layla again. What she said about Harley made my cheeks heat up a bit. Stop it Warren! You're a Peace! I wasn't really listening to them anymore as I noticed some nerdy kid in orange sitting down next to me. "Hey. We sit at Warren's table now? I feel extremely dangerous!"
"Me too bro" some white haired kid said while fist bumping the nerd. "Woah. If you all don't move in the next five seconds I'm going to-" I was cut off when I heard an angel's voice. "Did you save a seat for me?"
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Fireproof
FanfictionHarley Davidson is the daughter of the famous Bolt and Storm. By day they are the owners of the famous motorcycle company they named me after. By night they are the famous superhero team Bolt and Storm fighting crime to save the world. Along with b...