Chapter 1
It was fall. Autumn, if you want to be precise. Either way, it was the time of year when kids are bemoaning their fate and parents were reveling in the free hours. Yep, school had officially begun. Savannah Mason was eying the Staples merchandise critically. School supplies were going fast, and her only choices of lunch boxes were a My Little Pony and a Star Wars one. "Savannah!" The teenager in question whirled on the spot to see her BFFL storming towards her, blue eyes flashing. "That's my My Little Pony lunch box!" Savannah raised one red eyebrow at Randie. The brunette had the weirdest taste in things.
"Fine. I wanted the Star Wars one anyway." Before her friend could react, the redhead grabbed the lunch box and sprinted to the check-out.
"SAVANNAH!" Randie screamed, racing after her friend. She fell behind quickly, due to her complete lack of physical ability. "Just…*pant* give me… *pant* one sec…"
"I have achieved my quest!" Savannah skips around the corner swinging Staples bags with her school supplies in them. And the lunch box. The Irish girl waved merrily at her murderous friend. "See ya tomorrow!"
Randie jumped up the steps, checkered backpack swinging off her shoulders. It smacked into a popular girl, who huffed and strutted away, no doubt to whine to her friends about what Clumsy Randie had done to her highness this time. Randie rolled her eyes.
"Yo, Jenkins!" Brian, captain of the wrestling team, strutted up to the smaller sophomore. "You still free tonight?"
"Stop asking me out, Brian. We're never meant to be together. My heart belongs to Palpatine." Randie's mission succeeded when Brian looked utterly confused. He then got the crap scared out of him when Savannah appeared behind him, cackling. They began strutting down the hallway, wiggling their hips as they went. Before rounding the corner and bursting into hysterical laughter.
"God, did you see his face?"
"Before or after our hip wiggle?" They staggered into first block, still howling. Several students looked up, then went back to what they were doing. People were used to Savannah Mason and Randie Jenkins.
"Settle down class!" The Chemistry teacher strolled into the classroom. "I'm going to give you a random element. You will have 15 minutes to research that element, make a copy of it, then give a presentation on it. There aren't enough computers, so you may have to share. Go!" Cue mad dash to the computer cart. Randie's pointy elbows finally came in handy as the petite brunette jabbed and stabbed her way to the front of the line, while Savannah accepted their element.
"It's Tungsten." The ginger told her friend, once Randie had made her way back over to the table. "Apparently, it doesn't react well to aluminum." After eying the aluminum-lined lunch boxes warily, the two girls shoved them away. "Onto business!"
"Time's up! Everybody stop what you are doing and turn your attention to the front of the room. Brian and Jasmine are first with their presentation." Randie instantly tuned them out. Jasmine had even less brains than Brian and that was saying something. An elbow suddenly slammed into her ribcage. Savannah was attempting to signal something to her through Silent-Jibberish.
"What?"
"Miss Mason and Miss Jenkins. We have people giving a presentation. Please save the conversation until later." Randie instantly looked towards the hazel-eyed girl, raising one eyebrow in a "What?" look. Savannah gestured to her lunchbox. The box had been pushed up against their table. And the Tungsten was dripping onto it. Instantly, Randie yelped and scrambled away from it, Savannah not far behind her.
"What is going on, girls? You're being extremely rude…"
"Ma'am, the element we recreated is Tungsten. The website said that aluminum and Tungsten do not mix. My lunch box is made from aluminum and there is Tungsten dripping onto it." There was a pause. Then came the inevitable. Six people screamed. Two people fainted. (To Randie's joy, the two who fainted were Brian and Jasmine.)
"Miss Mason! Miss Jenkins! You two are too close to the chemical! If it goes off…" Savannah's last thought was "HOLY SH!T!". Randie's last thought was "Good-bye cafeteria food; I sure as hell won't miss you."
Hello, fellow fanfiction readers! I have several orders of business to get out the way.
1. Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, My Little Pony, the element Tungsten, or anything else that could be considered someone else's.
2. I am co-writing this story with my idiotic friend, Yoda's Prodigy. You can tell which one of us is the big Star Wars fan.
3. Yes, I know that Chemistry classes probably would not let their students recreate elements. It is called a plot device.
4. I apologize here for any complete screw-ups that I made information-wise. I am not a Chemistry student (Yet). I do not know if Tungsten will cause a crack in time and space if it goes near aluminum. Please consider this before sending me one thousand reviews saying "But Tungsten only reacts like that when it comes in contact with diamond and iron. It doesn't do anything when coming into contact with aluminum!"
5. I think I'll be updating at least every Saturday. It just depends on when we're done the chapter. This is the only odd chappie out. I think.
6. There will be no romance between the two OCs and anyone from the story line. If we want a romance, we will make a character up.
Think that's it. Hasta la vista!