Sooooooo Hey! X33 Old idea, fresh story, I am feeling this XD This is the newer (and much improved) Changing Scorpio! ;33 I WILL Actually be updating regularly! Once per week : Maybe twice, it depends on how much I write X33 I have ten chapters planned out, and if all goes well, I'll consider making more. Idk. I'll see if you guys like this or not. : Just so we are all on the same Page here: Humanstuck. VrisKan. Yas. XD ^v^ Here we go:
Vriska Serket stared around the small living room of her new house. Her mother had divorced her father because she was stupid and had commitment issues. So Vriska had been forced to move with her father and step sister to New Brunswick because her mom "Needed Time". Bitch.
When she was ten, Vriska's mother had remarried, after two years of mourning for her husband who had died from a tumorous cancer. She had married the father of Terezi, the blind weirdo of the school. Terezi's mother had died in this car accident that had also robbed the girl from her sense of sight. Now forced to live together, the two young girls became close, if not best, friends. When Vriska was diagnosed with a tumorous cancer at the age of 13, Terezi had been there every step of the way, helping the sick girl battle what had very likely been passed down to her through genetics. At 15 years of age, Vriska had been deemed cancer-free, and was sent home with a prosthetic arm and a blue, curly wig.
And now, here she was, far from British Columbia and her mother. Summer vacation ended today. Vriska, Terezi and their dad had arrived in this medium sized house two weeks ago; it took all of that time for them to get settled and unpacked, leaving a bit of time left over for fetching school supplies in Moncton...Except they got lost halfway to the city and decided to just settle on the crappy supplies offered in the Rexton Co-Op and dollarstore.
Vriska missed their big B.C. House, which was twice the size of this one; not in height, but in width and length. This one was a two story, white house with a brown roof, that was placed in the middle of nowhere: a quiet, inactive place called Targetville, though Vriska referred to it as "the road the nobody knows about because it sucks.".
There were two houses lined up beside the right end of their house, both smaller than theirs. Across from them was a big, scruffy looking field, neighboring a small, old, abandoned corner store. And, if you walked up the road for about two minutes, you would arrive at a cozy looking one-story house. That was about it for civilization.
At least she got her own room. Thinking this, Vriska headed downstairs. Her room was medium sized with blue walls and one window. Her bed was pressed up against the far wall, a dresser standing opposite of it. Her blue laptop sat on top of a mahogany desk, sitting beside a full-length keyboard.
Vriska could hear Terezi snoring in the room beside her. Flopping onto her bed with a sigh, the girl stared up at the ceiling.
Tomorrow, she starts her first day at school.
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The bus was way too noisy for the small amount of people riding it. Vriska winced, feeling Terezi grab hold of her satchel, which shifted painfully on her shoulder.
"Sorry, " Terezi whispered in her ear. "I was afraid I'd lose you in this noise if you sat in a seat."
"S'Okay." Vriska whispered back, sliding into a seat near the back of the bus. The moment Terezi released her grip on her backpack, Vriska took it off with a sigh of relief.
The bus began to move and Terezi's hand shot towards Vriska's, terrified. The two girls used to walk to school, but because they lived so far away now, they had to take the bus. The poor, sightless girl was unused to the jolting movements.
Lucky for Vriska, Terezi had grabbed her fake hand. The tips of the other teens fingers were white, but Vriska couldn't feel the pain that would otherwise have been there.
Bored, Vriska observed the bus. The front half was inhabited with the younger kids, Elementary amd Middle schoolers. They were the ones creating all the noise. There weren't as many high school students, so the back wasn't too crowed, much to Vriska's relief. Her fake blue hair was attracting enough attention from the small humans.
At the next stop, a tall girl boarded the horrid vehicle. She locked eyes with Vriska for a moment before looking at the floor and settling in the open seat across from them. Immediately, the newcomer opened a book and, crossing her legs, began to read.
Vriska assessed the unnamed girl who lived in the 'Two-Minutes-away" house. She had short black hair, styled in a pixie cut. A sharp chin, what looked like green eyes that shone with knowledge and full curious lips gave off the "Smart girl" vibe. The girl wore a knee-length red skirt, tucked over a black t-shirt with a brown waist belt to tie it all together. Her high, brown leather boots matched perfectly.
When Vriska raised her gaze to the girls face again, she realized that her subject had looked up from her book and was watching her. In her old school, Vriska had been uncaring of what other people thought of her. But here, in this strange, unusual place, she found herself being self-conscious of her wig. She worried about her left eye, blind since birth. She hated the shape of her body, was ashamed of her prosthetic arm.
So, when Vriska caught the girl studying her, she looked at the ground.
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Term One / Semester One / 2014 / Grade 10
Period One: Math NRF10
Period Two: .
Period Three: French Literacy
Period Four: Music10
Period Five: History.
Vriska sighed. Learning that Terezi was in a different class had left her in a damp mood. Reluctantly, the girl entered her Math class. This was not her strong subject. She wished she was walking into Music class.
The first thing that Vriska noticed was that the girl from the bus was in her class. The second thing that she noticed was the last empty seat that was beside her. Scowling, Vriska went over and sat down.
Heads turned to check out the new girl. Vriska glared at her classmates, the heat of her defiance causing them to quickly look elsewhere. Except HER. The moment Vriska turned to her, the fire burnt out, and the blue haired girl dropped her gaze.
"Hello." The polite voice attracted Vriska's attention. "You must be new here. I'm Kanaya Maryam." Kanaya. So that was her name. Vriska stared at Kanaya's outstretched hand for a moment before slowly taking it.
"Vriska Serket." She grunted half-hearted. She wasn't sure if she should trust this girl yet.
Kanaya opened her mouth to continue the conversation but was cut off when the teacher called the class to attention. Vriska turned to face the front of the class, stifling a groan.
Here starts the next 3 years in hell.
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Vriska looked around the crowded hallway, snapping at the people who bumped into her. It was only second period and already she had no idea where she was or where to go. She had briefly caught a glimpse of Terezi on her way to math, a tall girl with long, messy brown hair and a dark red dress beside her. For a moment Vriska envied her step-sister,who got amazing grades and could easily make friends.
Someone tapped her shoulder. Vriska whipped around and almost shouted in relief when she recognized a very amused Kanaya standing there.
"Need some help?" She offered. Vriska, for half a second, considered lying and declining. But her pride was not the most important thing at the moment and she'd never find her English class on her own at this rate.
"Kind of, yes-please." Vriska mumbled reluctantly, face burning.
Kanaya chuckled. "Come on, then" Without another word, the taller girl took Vriska's hand and began to lead her through the crowds. Vriska, shocked by Kanaya's boldness, followed without protest. "That's what I was about to tell you just before class. That if you needed help, I'd be glad to assist." Who used words like 'assist'?
"Oh." Vriska thought about it. While she was still undecided about this girl, she WAS horrid at making friends, which she would probably need eventually. She had to start somewhere, and Kanaya was in her class and seemed more than willing to fill the spot. Vriska smirked, accepting the unworded request. "My hero." She joked.
The two girls arrived at their destination and hurried inside, claiming two empty seats just as the bell screeched.
The moment the teacher began to talk, Vriska spaced out. She fantasized about getting home and going straight to sleep. Kanaya frowned elbowing Vriska to tune her attention.
"For your first assignment, just to keep things light and get your summer brains working, I want you to divide into groups of two and make a visual, or written, project about yourselves. 'All about me.' Compare with your partner, find similarities and differences in your likes, dislikes, families, history, etc. Due for tomorrow. Use the last few minutes of class time to brainstorm and get started." Vriska looked around. Everyone else was already in pairs.
Kanaya turned towards her and smiled. "I guess that makes us partners."
Damn. There goes her nap.
AND. DONE. *Flails around* I'm so pumped for this story and idek why. X33
Anyway, that marks the beginning of the new Changing Scorpio! :DD I'm somewhat proud of this. Tell me yo opinions. Or don't. Idek. X33 :33
~Scorpio