This is another fanfic. I know I just updated one but I wanted to know if this is good enough too.
Stevie Baskara is the most fearsome person in their school. They don't know why but something about her glare make them pee in their pants. She's having her first day of school and she encounters this really perky, really smiling, really bright looking and light colors loving girl. Under their makeup and Eyeliners, they look exactly alike. Why is that? Some really shocking news will come to them later on.
Sorry, something went wrong with fanfic. When I updated it, it was incomplete. Sorry again and this is the original version.
A really pale girl with brown curls and hazel eyes walked down the darkened hallway with her equally gothic friends. She's wearing a black top, black beanie, aviator glasses, ripped black jeans and black combat boots. She has high lights on her hair and heavy eyeliner under her eyes. She's wearing some black bangles and a big black wrist watch. A black back pack slung over her right shoulder as she held a ukulele case on her left hand. The boy to her left had brownish-blonde hair and pale skin. He also had dark circles around his eyes and wearing dark clothes. He's wearing a black vest over a black t shirt, black jeans and black sneakers. A black keytar slung over his left shoulder and a black shoulder bad on the other. The guy on her right is an olive skinned guy. He had equally dark circles around his eyes and the same menacing look. He's wearing a black hoodie, black leather pants and black high top shoes. He has a backpack slung over his shoulder and he's holding drum sticks on his left hand. They walk down the halls and everyone immediately scampers, staying as far away as they could from these really deadly people. They are also quite hairy, but not so much.
"Hey" another boy walked with them. He has equally pale skin as the girl and equally dark eyes as the others. He's wearing a black flannel shirt, black pants, black fedora hat and black combat boots. He also has a black ukulele case and a black back pack. Together, they made everyone hide in fear. "What's up?" he asked them.
"Nothing much" the blonde said, shrugging his shoulders.
"Yeah, the Perfies are on it again. I swear I'll get my revenge" the olive skinned one glared at nothing particular and gripped the drum sticks on his hand.
"You never do that" the only girl rolled her eyes. "Did you get our scheds yet?" she asked the blonde
"Why do I always have to get our scheds? Can't you do it once in a while?" he glared at the girl and the girl glared back. The blonde's glare could've made anyone shiver in fear but the girl's glare could've made a tough wrestler pee in his pants. The blonde grunted and walked over to the office. The others waited for him outside and when he finally came out, they compared their schedules.
"All the same" the girl smirked
"Only one prob." The olive skinned said "We share all of it with the perfs"
"How do you know?" the ukulele guy asked
"I saw their schedules. They never have any classes NOT together and I saw this schedule the stupid blonde one left at a nearby table. It's all the same"
"That's just even better" the girl got that evil glint in her eyes "We'll make their lives living hell."
"GUYS! Why'd you leave me?" a really annoying pitchy sound called them. They rolled their eyes and turned around, glaring at the new comer. She's an olive skinned girl with really epic hair. She's wearing a black top, black short shorts, black high heeled boots and black leather jacket. She has a fuzzy black backpack on her back and she also has dark circles around her eyes.
"You were late" the pale skinned girl said "Were we supposed to stay and wait for you?"
"Ugh, you're my best friend! How could you not wait for me?" the olive skinned one dramatically said which resulted to the pale one to roll her eyes. "So, got my sched yet?" she asked the blonde
"Yeah" the blonde handed her the schedule and she squealed in happiness
"We don't show emotions." The pale girl warned "We don't squeal like that"
The olive skinned girl just grunted at her.
~6~MM~9~
"Everyone, I am Mr. March, I am your math teacher. I would appreciate it if you introduce yourself in front." The bald guy said. He pointed at the blonde a while ago "You first"
The blonde stood up and his face bears no emotions. "I am Nelson Baxter" he grunted
"I am Kevin Reed" the olive skinned boy said.
"Max Schneider" the ukulele boy snarled
"Stevie Baskara. What you looking at for?" the pale skinned girl glared at one of the boys at the back
"I'm Kacey, Kacey Simon" the olive skinned girl said, obviously bored.
Everyone introduced their selves and when they were about to start, the door burst open and in came two teenagers. One is a boy who looks a lot like Max, he's wearing a red flannel shirt, jeans and black sneaker. He's got a guitar case on one hand and a back pack on the other. He's with a pretty girl with brown curls. She's wearing a green shirt, ripped jeans, green high top shoes, brown fedora hat, and a shoulder bag. Oh, and a smile that looks permanent.
"Sorry we're late" the boy gasped
"Yeah, our car broke down and we were forced to walk all the way to the school" the girl pouted.
"Yeah." The boy agreed
"So, care to introduce yourselves?" Mr. March asked.
"Oh! I'm Zander Robbins, this is my best friend, Lulu Antariksa" the boy smiled as he scanned the room. His eyes fell on a certain goth girl.
"What are you staring at?" the girl snarled
"Stevie, is something the matter?"
"This guy is staring at me"
"Sorry" Zander raised his hands in surrender
"You better be" she warned
Zander and Lulu sat behind the "scary gang" and while Zander is fixing his things, he whispered something like "Feisty" which made Stevie glare at him even more.
~6~MM~9~
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