A/N: This is a fic that HungerWho37 and I came up with when we were PMing about random stuff. Most of the time it ended up in a smiley war, or we fired cannons that shot out multiple desserts, but that's beside the point. Enjoy the fic, oh random people! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who, and if I did, the DALEKS wouldn't have converted Oswin. I thought only Cybermen did that! Speaking of conversions...
On a random Friday at LA public high school, the day was just letting out. After the school bell rang, there were swarms of teenagers in the halls, dropping off textbooks or picking them up, fighting with their locker combination, greeting each other, making plans, or just trying not to be seen. After about five minutes of this, the halls emptied again, leaving a pretty freshman, who was desperately trying to open her locker. She was about 5'3" with long dark hair down to her mid-back, with big blue eyes that didn't match her dark hair and tan skin. She wore a light blue T-shirt with boot cut jeans and green converse that surprisingly matched her outfit.
After a few more minutes of struggling, her locker opened up and she breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly grabbed her Algebra and Biology text book after depositing her Literature, Spanish, Latin, and History books. She finished grabbing all her stuff, and placed it into her backpack, quickly zipping it shut. She closed her locker door, and gave a yelp of surprise.
Glaring down at her were two of the meanest and most popular senior girls. The girl on the left had platinum blonde hair tied up in a octopus clip, chocolate colored eyes, and heavy pink makeup, making her eyes and mouth more visible. She wore a small pink miniskirt with a white Abercrombie tank top with gladiator wedge sandals.
The girl on the right had fiery red hair rolling in waves down her back, with cold and calculating green eyes covered in smoky eyeshadow seemingly piercing into the freshman's soul. She wore teal short shorts with a gray Hollister tank top and beige sperries.
"Oh, hello." The Freshman squeaked. "I-is there something I can do for you?"
"You will come with us." The blonde girl said harshly.
"W-what? W-why?" The smaller girl asked fearfully.
"You have been deemed worthy by our leader. You are intelligent, you are beautiful, and you have the potential." The ginger stated.
"Um, worthy of what?" The freshman bit her lip.
"CONVERSION!" The two upperclassmen said simultaneously, each linking an arm around the lowerclassman's arms, dragging her to one of the janitor's closets.
"N-NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! NOOOOOOOO!" She screamed as the door shut. Seconds later, the girl screamed again, followed by loud buzzing noises. After a few minutes of buzzing, the screaming stopped. The door opened, pouring smoke onto the tiled floor, and the blonde and ginger walked out of the closet, and taking position on either side of the door. Then, the freshman girl strutted out the closet, totally different from a few minutes ago.
Instead of her previous outfit, she had on an ice blue v-neck tank top with a white miniskirt and really high heels, so she was eye level with the two seniors. On top of that, her hair was straightened with subtle gold highlights, and way too much light blue makeup. Her baby blues had lost their childish sparkle and was replaced by a cruel glint that clearly said 'don't mess with me, or I'll hurt you.' Her overly made lips displayed a menacing smirk.
All three girls raised their arms up in a fist, and shouted in unison: "ALL HAIL LADY GORGANA! ALL HAIL LADY GORGANA!" Their cries went unheard in the empty school.
A/N: Well,yes, that was short. But I have writers block, okay? Next chapter shall be longer. And actually have the main characters. This is the scene before the theme song. I like it. Well, REVIEW!
~Doc and HungerWho37