Hello everyone! I'm starting a new story here..it's called Wicked: The Lima Project..it's a fantasy/action adventure story which means that I'll be using Glee Project people as characters with powers..as well as a few people I might just throw in. DAMERON DRABBLE shall be written in too and it shall be implied lol. Of course my bi guy Michael is always gonna be apart of anything since I of course am Michael lol. I'm in a mood to write about vampires/witches/werewolves/etc lol. So let's give it a go! :P
WICKED: The Lima Project
"No one knew what happened on that fateful day those many years ago. No one knew about the mutagen invasion of LIMA University. We've often wondered why were born with these..abilities. We were locked away for a few years or sent to live with family members overseas. You want to know why? Because THEY didn't want anyone to know. THEY didn't want anyone to remember. THEY didn't want anyone to ever find out. But guess what? We did…"
BUZZ! BUZZ! An alarm clock sounded. A hand reaches over and presses the snooze button. "Michael? Michael honey get up." Mrs. Shepard knocked on her son's door. "Michael..get out of bed. It's your first day at William McKinley..time for a new start and a good first impression." Her footsteps could be heard leading away from the door. GROAN. "Somehow I forgot I had a new school to start today." Michael thought. He looked at the alarm clock to see it read 6:30 AM. "6:30 AM? You've got to be kidding me." Another knock on the door led to Michael angrily sitting up. "I'm UP!" he a quick shower and a change of clothes, Michael dragged himself to the kitchen to grab a bowl of cereal. He looked at the clock as it beeped 7:00 AM. He stared at the clock evilly. "I. HATE. You." He thought and started eating his cereal.
Mrs. Shepard came into the kitchen bright as sunshine. "Ah. Good morning honey. I love a good morning shower. Don't you?" Michael glared at his mother and she shrugged. "WELL..some people appreciate a wake up shower." She grabbed her cup of coffee and began drinking it. "I most certainly don't." Michael thought as he finished his cereal.Michael and his mom headed out the front door and a beam of light beamed on Michael and a glare of his necklace flashed Mrs. Shepard in the eyes. She rubbed her eyes and went to hug him goodbye as they walked toward seperate cars. As she released him from her hug she noticed his silver wicca pentagram shining and sighed. "Now honey..no funny business this time. Okay? Can you promise me that?" Mrs. Shepard said sweetly. Michael rolled his eyes. "Sure mom. No funny business."
The drive to McKinley High School was a slow and boring one. "This is a podunk town. Everything's so..boring." Michael groaned as he pulled up to a red traffic light. "Well..if I'm gonna be stuck here, I might as well have some fun." He smiled and rubbed his pendant and then waved his right hand. The red light suddenly turned green and he slammed on the gas pedal. He sped toward the school with a sudden new interest in what he called 'learning.' Pulling up to the school parking lot, he found a spot near a flower bed of begonias. He entered the school and looked around for the main office.A few students whispered to each other as he walked in. He guessed it he must have been a sight to see. An African American (with a slight mix of cherokee indian and hispanic) male, wearing a wicca pendant and dressed in a black t-shirt that read: Something Wicked This Way Comes in red lettering and black jeans with black socks and sneakers. "Poser. Thinks he's bad because he's dressed in black." A boy wearing a mckinley high varsity jacket said as he pushed Michael violently out of his way. Michael glared nastily. "First day of school. FIRST day and already they want trouble."
His eyes narrowed as he smiled mischievously in the direction of the varsity jacket wearing kid who was halfway down the hall. "Bring it to a boil and begin to stir.." Michael whispered. The kid in the varsity jacket got to his locker and shifted uncomfortably. For some reason..he was starting to get hot. "Is it hot in here? They need to install an air conditioner!" He said to the girl next to him. She looked at him and backed away as beads of sweat began forming on his forehead. Michael smiled and went into the main office. After talking with the principal he was assigned a walked past a group of kids who were chattering away and one of the kids, a boy with bright blue eyes and brown hair sniffed the air. His eyes widened a little as he took another sniff of the air and made eye contact with a tall blonde boy with glasses. They kept staring at each other as if having a silent conversation. The others looked at them curiously while simultaneously calling their names.
"So..what are we smelling, Damian?" The tall blonde haired boy thought spoke to the brown haired boy. He too sniffed the air and smiled. "I smell a witch, Cameron." Damian thought spoke. "Not just any witch Damo, a newbie." Cameron said with a chuckle. "Fresh out the cauldron."As Michael walked down the hallway a few people began moving out of his way. He didn't necessarily want to be feared but respect was definitely a must with him. He made his way nonchalantly toward his locker and a huge grin came across his face as he began to sing:
No attorney's..to plead my case
No orbits..to send me into outer space
And my fingers..are bejeweled
With diamonds and gold
But that ain't gonna help me now
I'm Trouble..yeah trouble now
I'm trouble yall
I disturb my town…