Jayfeather Loves Jinafire
Chapter 1: Welcome to Shadowclan Hell
Jinafire
Jinafire groaned out loud as she read the writing in the bathroom stall. There was a mixture of profanity, ranging from Draculaura is a SLUT to Cleo is fucking SEXY. However, that's not what Jinafire was looking at. Written smack in the middle of the wall, read Jayfeather loves Jinafire. Jayfeather was a normie, and a really weird one. He dressed in baggy clothes and wore thick rimmed glasses. In normie language, he was considered a nerd. Whatever that means. Jinafire rolled her eyes, thinking to herself. She had only been in Shadowclan High for four days. Four days! Four days was apparently enough for people to label her and pair her up with the biggest loser in the entire school. Ever since Monster High was burned down, the monsters had to switch to normie school. Also known as Shadowclan High. Jinafire saw it as Shadowclan Hell.
She flushed the toilet and kicked open the stall door. Two more normies stood fixing their pale faces in the mirror.
"Ew, monster," one of them giggled. The other one laughed at her friends meanness.
"Nice hair," she sneered. "It's not fucking Halloween, you know."
Jinafire ran her fingers through her long green hair and scowled at the girls. She knew who they were, their names were Hollyleaf and Poppyfrost. Also known as the two biggest bitches in the whole school.
"My brother loves you," Hollyleaf screamed as Jinafire pushed her way out of the bathroom. "He fantasizes about you in his sleep!"
"Whatever," Jinafire snapped back, not bothering to turn around to face them again.
"All I ever hear is him in his room, moaning your name over and over," Hollyleaf snickered. "It's fucking gross."
Jinafire had heard enough. She left the bathroom and stalked down the hall, trying to hold her head high. She saw a normie stumbling around in high heels, trying to get her balance. This made Jinafire feel more at ease, she could walk on eight inch heels without wobbling in the slightest. All monsters could, it was one of their many talents.
"Hey!"
Jinafire turned around to see Skelita, her best friend, waving at her. "Hello," Jinafire said.
"You sound upset," Skelita pointed out. "What's wrong?"
"There's more writing on the bathroom wall," Jinafire sighed. "Someone wrote Jayfeather loves Jinafire clear across the wall."
"Fucking bitches," Skelita spat.
"People are going to think I'm dating him," Jinafire said in a panic. "They're gonna think I'm a loser too!"
"He-llo, you already are," a normie giggled as she walked by. Skelita kicked her in the back of her leg with her nine inch heeled shoe. The girl stumbled forward and crashed onto the school floor.
"Go, just go," Skelita grabbed Jinafire by the arm and they raced in the other direction.
Draculaura
Draculaura walked towards her locker, dreading her next class. I hate history, she thought inwardly. I already know everything that's happened for the past 1600 years! When Draculaura approached her locker, she stopped short. Someone had spray painted the word SLUT in pink letters across the front of it.
"Ehmahgawd," Draculaura hissed. A group of normies giggled as they walked past her. Draculaura didn't know how everyone had found out what had happened with Lionblaze in the girls bathroom. Stupid Hollyleaf just had to walk in, Draculaura thought mutinously. If she didn't, none of this would have happened.
A week ago, Hollyleaf had walked in on her, um, doing a favor for Lionblaze. It had taken her approximately two seconds to send a mass text to the entire school, explaining in vivid detail what Draculaura had been caught doing.
Draculaura pushed her angry thoughts out of her mind and opened her locker door. A pile of books flew out, and she shrieked in surprise.
"Having fun?" a voice said in amusement. Draculaura turned her head to see her best friend Brambleclaw standing there. Brambleclaw is, yes, a normie. But he was the nicest normie Draculaura had ever met. He stood by her side while the Lionblaze scandal was released. He let her rest her head on his shoulder and cry, and didn't even complain when her mascara stained his shirt. He hung out with her at lunch, and sat at her empty friendless table in the cafeteria, even though it was bad for his social life. Yes, Brambleclaw was a true friend, normie or not.
"My stupid books keep falling out," Draculaura complained. Brambleclaw leaned down and picked them up for her.
"Thank you," Draculaura smiled up at him as she took the books from his hands.
"No problem," Brambleclaw replied. "And I've been meaning to ask you, did you notice someone decided to decorate your locker?"
Draculaura stared at the word SLUT someone had painted. "It's kind of hard to miss," she scowled.
"Yeah, I'll buy you some paint and we could paint over it tomorrow," Brambleclaw offered. Draculauras heart warmed at his kindness. "Great idea," she said kindly. "Thank you."
"What color would you like?" Brambleclaw asked, pretending to think. "Pink?"
"Obviously," Draculaura winked. She shut her locker and paused to run her fingers through her hair, making sure there were no tangles.
"Ready to go to history?" Brambleclaw asked.
"Yeah," Draculaura said, then looked into his eyes for a second too long. Brambleclaw flushed red and turned away. "Come on," he said, not facing her. "We're gonna be late."
Bluestar
Bluestar sat in history, feeling bored out of her skull. And to make matters worse, her cell phone had died, making it impossible to do anything except the history work. She looked on enviously at Honeyfern, who was texting away as she pretended to do her assignment. Bluestar prided herself, today she felt like she was having a good hair day! Her dyed blue hair looked stunning in the bathroom mirrors, and her makeup didn't make her look like a clown under the fluorescent lights. Bluestar was what monsters called a 'normie,' and not even one of the good looking ones. She was 150 pounds, 30 pounds over the stereotypical 'skinny' girl. Bluestar stared enviously at the beautiful monsters up at the front. Draculaura sat with Jinafire, and they were so beautiful it hurt to look at them. Bluestar gazed dreamily at them, Jinafire's naturally forest green hair shone bright and healthy, and her perfectly sculpted face glowed bright as she smiled. Abbey had snow white hair, the type of hair girls like her would die for. Their double zero waist's sat close to each other, as if to scream 'look at how skinny we monsters are!'
Bluestar looked down sadly at her chubby body, her moment of thinking she's pretty had past the minute she looked at the two monsters. Bluestar wanted to be friends with them... to laugh along with them!
But most of all, she wanted to be one of them.
Her daydream was shattered as her history teacher, Mr. Cory Bleaker, clapped his hands together.
"All right, that's enough time for today!" he called out. "Please break into groups of three and discuss the assignment you have finished."
Bluestar looked down at her blank page, anxiety beginning to crawl through her veins. She had been daydreaming so much, she didn't even get question one of the assignment done. Bluestar looked around, searching for people that might want to be her partner. When her eyes drifted past Abbey and Jinafire, they both looked up, as though they knew someone was watching them. Bluestar lowered her eyes at once, her face turning beet red. She looked up again cautiously, and she was relieved to see that the monsters had stopped looking at her. Bluestar felt very lonely as the class drifted off into groups of three, while she still sat alone. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes. She was such a loser. A fat, pathetic loser.
"Hey, Bluestar?"
Bluestar looked up, her heart thumping excitedly. Was it Jinafire and Abbey, wanting to be partners with her? Her hopes were crushed at once when she realized it was just Jayfeather with his high pitched voice. He stood holding his books in one hand, asthma inhaler in the other. He held it up to his mouth and took a big breath of the man made oxygen. His skinny legs were trembling, making his knobbly knees bump together.
"Want to be partners?" Jayfeather asked hopefully. Bluestar felt eyes boring into her, and when she glanced up to see who it was, her heart thumped in her chest. Jinafire and Abbey were staring directly at her, as though challenging what she'd do.
"I already have a partner," Bluestar whispered. Jayfeather looked crushed. "Oh, okay then," then he walked away back to his desk secluded at the back of the room. Bluestar dared look at the monsters again, and she was pleased to see they were smiling. Smiling, at her! One waved tediously, while the other smiled at her. Bluestar stood up and grabbed her books, deciding to take a risk and ask them to be partners. The second she was about to walk over, she stopped short. Another monster, a girl named Lagoona, walked around her and joined the two girls. Bluestar made the terrible realization that Jinafire and Abbey were smiling and waving at Lagoona, Bluestar just happened to be in the middle of the crossfire. Embarrassed to the extreme, Bluestar sat back down.
She forced herself not to look at the monsters for the rest of the class.
Cleo De Nile
"I'm not fucking kidding," Cleo said dramatically. "He literally told me, to my face, that if I didn't put out, I could get out!"
"What a total jackass!" Hollyleaf gasped, matching her friends over dramatic tone. "I would have slapped him across the face, no questions asked."
Cleo just nodded, rolling her eyes. Cleo was the only monster in the whole school who wasn't friends with the other monsters. Her best friends were all normies, and she liked it that way. The other monsters were just so weird. Now it was the end of the day, and Cleo sat with Hollyleaf, Poppyfrost and Honeyfern in her English class. The girls were all discussing the way Lionblaze dumped Cleo, because she wouldn't have sex with him on their first date.
"Like, he's not gonna get anyone except sluts like Draculaura," Poppyfrost said, her bitchy voice turning even bitchier when she spoke.
"What's Draculaura got to do with this?" Cleo asked. "Did they date?"
The three girls stared at her, mouths wide open in shock.
"Ehmahgawd, did you not hear about what happened with them?" Hollyleaf asked in disbelief. "In the girls bathroom?!"
"What are you talking about?" Cleo snapped. She hated it when she was out of the loop with things. "What happened in the girls bathroom?"
"I sent a mass text to the whole school last week," Hollyleaf said. "Why didn't you get it?"
"He-llo! I didn't have minutes last week, remember?" Cleo rolled her eyes. "Now stop fucking around. What did she do with Lionblaze?"
"Well, I walked into the bathroom, right? Like, the one by the front doors? I just wanted to fix my makeup, right so I walked in and-"
"Get to the point," Cleo growled, already losing interest.
"I walked in and Draculaura was on her knees, blowing off Lionblaze," Hollyleaf finished in a rush. Cleo's mouth fell open in shock.
"I know, it's nasty, right?" Hollyleaf rolled her eyes. "I never thought my brother would stoop so low to get a blowjob from the schools biggest whore."
"We were dating last week," Cleo whispered. "That means..."
"I know, I know," Hollyleaf said sympathetically. "He's a real asshole, and she's a real slut. That's why I painted her locker."
"That was you?" Cleo grinned happily. It was nice to know she had real friends.
"Uh, yeah," Hollyleaf winked. "I love you girl, I'm not gonna stand around while some bitch whore gets with your boyfriend."
"Ex-boyfriend," Cleo clarified. "We are so not dating anymore."
The girls continued talking for a while, but when Cleo spotted Draculaura walking down the hallway, she nudged Hollyleaf. "Look," she growled. "It's her."
Draculaura saw the four girls, and her face visibly changed to a look of horror. But she was too far to turn around, so she continued walking.
"Slut," Poppyfrost growled as she walked by.
"I painted your locker for you," Hollyleaf said sweetly. "I thought I'd show the whole school what you are."
"You're mean," Draculaura choked, walking faster. Her eyes met Cleo's, and she looked at her desperately. Cleo knew she thought she'd stand up for her since they were both monsters, but as usual, Draculaura was wrong.
"Have fun sucking my boyfriends dick last week?" Cleo spat. Her voice held all the venom she could muster.
"He told me you were broken up," Draculaura whispered.
"Well they weren't, you fucking whore," Honeyfern put in, trying to be helpful. She shook her long blonde hair out of her eyes and glared her. Cleo felt a icky pang go through her heart. She was angry at Draculaura, but when she saw her face crumble in front of them, her icy heart thawed slightly.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," Cleo muttered, then stood up and walked away.
"We'll meet you after school!" Hollyleaf called after her. Cleo smiled and waved at them. Draculaura had tears running down her face, and she walked slowly down the hall. Others snickered and pointed as they walked by her. Cleo leaned in closer to Draculaura, who recoiled back with a snap. Her mascara streaked face stared at her, her eyes gleaming with sadness.
"I'm sorry," Cleo murmured to her, looking her straight in the eye.
Then she turned around and ran to the bathroom.
Jayfeather
Jayfeather walked home alone, sucking on his asthma inhaler as he walked. Groups of friends pushed past him, making him drop his inhaler in a puddle. Jayfeather sighed and picked it up, pinching the wet plastic between two fingers. He stuffed it in his pocket and hoped he wouldn't need any extra air for a while. When he arrived at his house, he could feel his throat already beginning to close up. He gasped for air as he walked inside, and the first thing he did was race up to his room and grab his extra inhaler. He puffed on it as he walked downstairs, happily feeling his throat open up again.
"Hey, son!"
Jayfeather looked up to see his dad sitting on the couch, holding a cup of coffee. Jayfeathers father, Crowfeather, was the kindest man Jayfeather had ever known. He was the best dad in the world, in Jayfeathers view. He was also his very best friend. Jayfeather had quite fond memories of him and Crowfeather throwing baseballs around, going for coffee and spending time together. Crowfeather was a tall man, with laugh lines by his eyes and a kind smile. He had short brown hair, and glasses. Jayfeather liked to think he looked like his father, but he knew he was far from it. He had long, inky black hair and pale skin. He didn't have laugh lines, he had frown lines. He wore glasses, uses an inhaler and had no friends.
He was a loser.
But he didn't want to let down his dad, so when he asked how his day was, Jayfeather smiled and lied.
"Did you have a good day?:" Crowfeather asked, voice caring. Jayfeather plastered a smile on his face. "It was great dad."
"Who did you hang out with at lunch?" Crowfeather asked, curious.
No one.
"I hung out with Briarlight and her brother," Jayfeather said, feeling bad for lying but her knew it was for the best. Crowfeather smiled at him, his curious face turned to one of relief.
"Dinner is in two hours," Crowfeather said. "You better go finish your homework now so we have time to watch a movie after dinner!"
"Okay," Jayfeather nodded. "Where are Lionblaze and Hollyleaf? Will they be home for dinner?"
"No, Hollyleaf went over to her friend Cleo's and Lionblaze is at work."
"Okay, cool," Jayfeather was secretly relieved that his brother and sister weren't home, that was he could spend some one on one time with his dad. "I'm going to go do my homework now."
"Alright, kiddo," Crowfeather said as he took a sip of his coffee. "I'll call you when dinner's ready!"
Jayfeather nodded and ran upstairs into his room. He noticed his laptop was sitting open, which was strange. I thought I had that shut this morning, Jayfeather thought to himself as he walked over to his desk. I guess I must have forgotten. He had his MSN messenger open, and to Jayfeathers disbelief, he had a blinking friend request.
Tigerstar666 would like to be your friend! Click 'accept' to add into your contacts!
Jayfeather recoiled away from the computer as if it had burned him. Tigerstar was the most popular normie in Shadowclan High, and he picked on Jayfeather every single day. Jayfeather reached out and it 'decline' on the request. Seconds later, another request popped up. This time is came with a message.
Tigerstar666 would like to be your friend! Click 'accept' to add into your contacts! - Hey loser, how's your day going? Just wanted to let you know that you're a loser.
Why don't you do the world a favor and kill yourself?
Jayfeather wordlessly hit decline again and shakily sat down on his bed.
Why don't you do the world a favor and kill yourself?
Jayfeather cried until his dad called him for dinner.