Okay, well this is an idea I've had for a while now. It's just a random story that is about me and my friends and other crap. We all have super powers and go to some boarding school so that I don't have to include our parents...I really have no idea what I'm doing but I'm bored so I'm up for anything. I don't really have a plot right now, just randomness and some weird inside jokes that probably no one will get…heh. Maybe I'll just randomly place them in some animes or mangas or something...it's an idea. Well here it is:

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"Tackle, wake up! It's almost noon, do you plan on sleeping all day!" Dreamer yelled at her snoozing roommate.

"Yes," Tackle muttered, pulling the covers over her head to block out the sunlight that was streaming through the window.

"Oh come on," sighed Dreamer, "Even Kittie is up."

"Give me a break, I was up all night reading some new manga…"

"You have new manga?" Squealed Dreamer, "Where? WHERE! I HAVE TO READ IT!"

Tackle sighed, sitting up, and motioned to a pile of junk next to her bed, "It's buried in there somewhere…"

Dreamer began digging through the old magazines, books, and various articles of clothing until she found what she was looking for: a brand new volume of "Ceres: Celestial Legend." She immediately began reading, completely forgetting about her dazed roommate. A small, grey housecat climbed up on the bed and curled up in Tackle's lap, falling asleep instantly. "Ha! So much for 'even Kittie is up,' huh?" laughed Tackle as she rolled the cat off of her and crawled out of bed. Being careful not to step on Dreamer, who was too engrossed in the book to notice her friend getting up, Tackled headed to the bathroom for a hot shower.

By the time she stepped out of the bathroom Dreamer had finished the manga and was talking to the cat on the bed, "So, you guys want to grab some lunch from the cafeteria?"

"Sure," Tackle said, yawning. She grabbed a pair of gauchos and a shirt from her dresser and pulled them on. The cat sat up, and slowly transformed into a girl.

If a stranger had walked into the room at that point he would have seen an odd set of friends. Tackle had short brown hair that barely reached past her chin and hazel eyes that would change from green to brown in an instant, she was the tallest of the group: barely surpassing Kittie. She was wearing a pair of blue cropped gauchos, a light green tank-top and flip-flops on her feet.

Kittie, on the other hand, had dark brown hair that at first glance seemed almost black, if you looked at it carefully you could see streaks of colors ranging from yellow to red to black, it had recently been cut so that is just reached her shoulders. Her eyes were brown and freckles sprinkled her face, she was just an inch shorter than Tackle. She wore a knee-length, white skirt and a simple, black button-down shirt and glasses.

Dreamer was the smallest of the three: at least two inches shorter than Kittie and three inches below Tackle, but her looks made up for her lack of height. Her dirty blond brushed against her shoulders, it was layered so her face was framed nicely and her blue-green eyes stood out. She was dressed in a pair of faded blue jeans and a blue tee-shirt with a butterfly design on it.

They stepped out of the room they shared and headed down the hall, Tackle banged on a door a few rooms down, "Hey! You guys want to get some breakfast?" she yelled.

"It's lunch," Dreamer said, a little annoyed.

"They must already be in the cafeteria," reasoned Kittie when there was no answer.

"Figures," muttered Tackle, "why can't they sleep in like normal people?"

"'Normal people' don't sleep in until noon!"

"Sure we do!" Kittie and Tackle said at the same time, happy grins across their faces.

"You guys are so weird," laughed Dreamer, rolling her eyes at her crazy friends.

"But that's why you love us!" giggled Tackle as she wrapped her arms around Dreamer and Kittie's shoulders. "Come on, let's go get some breakfast!"

"LUNCH!" yelled Dreamer, smacking her in the back of the head.