Hi..! I'm Beat-Box-Babe and together with my good friend Mayhemb (check her out she's totally sweet with her writing), we are writing a nice little fanfic for Bully the game...!
We will be taking both scenes from the game, and adding our own twists where ever we believe a twist is necessary. And we will also make our own scenes of course, to further the story. So, without further ado, let's begin..!
A sigh escaped a teenage girl's lips as arose from the headrest that was the window. She was Katherine Charbonneu, since she had decided to disbanded from her father and instead took up her mother's maiden name.
She was a dark cocoa skinned 16-year-old, with jade green eyes, and curly dark brown with yellow highlighted hair that would be waist-length if it was. In the right fringe that framed her face, a single stripe of bleu de france interrupted the yellow highlights. A loose grey baggy jeans, a silver chain that went under her shirt due to a locket, black combat boots, with a red t-shirt with black stencils was worn on her body….Okay more like sharpie marks that she made on it. But what could Katherine say…? She didn't like today's styles. Or, at least the styles of the modern-day teenage girl. T-shirts, jeans, leather, button-downs, vests, and pants were the way to go. As long as they weren't too tight or too short.
Plus, she was almost always with one of her two Babies. One was a perfect and pristine acoustic guitar, it's tan finish and lovely rust red neck was all she needed to feel at home. Her other one was a Thunders model guitar with the majority of the wood frame a set navy blue, with black finishing.
"Honey…?" her father said from the seat in front of her, his cold blue eyes staring at her through the rear view mirror. "Wanna talk…?"
'You know that answer old man…' True she used to have a good relationship with her dad...But that was before he had gotten remarried soon after her mother's departure.
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A sigh came from the man's lips. "I know you want to see Jimmy and all dear….But I don't think this school is right for you...I mean, sure, you have some...Problems.."
Problems were an understatement….
Katherine was a destructive artist. She loved taking things and making "art" out of them. A bunch of chairs and a trash can once became a still-life fountain. Another passion was for tagging and spray painting everything….Even though her father took away her spray paint….. Though, her most destructive tasks were often with her guitar case, which held both of her guitars and was made out of steel. True it took some time to build and make, and it was a hell of a lot trouble to find the plush red fabric that filled it's inside….But it was so worth it.
Besides, Jimmy was and had been her best friend for years…! She wasn't gonna let his bitchy mom and her new man-slave take him away. Fuck that.
The car parked in front of the school, instantly Katherine grabbed her bags and opened the door. "Okay Katherine...Uhm...Have fu-"
The car door was slammed shut behind her. Her duffel bag, backpack, and guitar case all securely on her body and hands. A single nod was given to father, before the daughter picked up a small little nap sack and walked through the gate.
Katherine shuffled into the Principle's office after being escorted by the woman, who was obviously wanting to get some from the Principle with how she acted as they came in.
"Here she is, Dr….Crabblesnitch." Katherine didn't know whether to laugh at the name, or be weirded out by the odd emphasis and separation between the name and the noun.
"Thank you Miss Danvers, that will be all." the business-dressed woman gave a small bow, before scuttling out of the room as Katherine took a seat. "Ah Miss Charbonneu, it's nice to finally meet you. I have heard a lot of things about you."
"Oh…?"
"Yes I have." the Doctor turned away from the window to look down at the new student. "You have quite the record. Tagging, skipping classes, getting into fights, vandalism-"
"Creative vandalism."
"Vandalism none the less." Crabblesnitch walked over to the desk, hands coming out from behind his back and placing them palm-side down onto the wooden surface. "And I would like to tell you that here at Bullsworth, we don't accept that type of behavior."
"Yet you accept bullying."
"There is no bullying here…! It is simply school spirit." the French-born girl looked out the window to see a nerd being strung up a flagpole by his underwear.
"...Uh-huh…"
"But less about the school, and more about you Miss Katherine. I must make the point to you, keep your nose clean." …Katherine had to bite her tongue from laughing. "If you can't keep your nose clean and out of trouble, then I shall clean it for you."
…. "Yes sir."
A few more sentences were exchanged before Katherine was dismissed, and once she got out into the hallway…..The first thing she did was laugh.
Okay…..So….
After that rather odd speech and laugh about "Keeping her nose clean" from the Principle, Katherine was sent to the girl's dorm room and was placed in a spare room.
"No roommate…" Katherine muttered as she looked around the small cubical-like space. One bed, one closet, one vanity, one window….Which would need drapes, she hated non-covered windows. You never knew when a perv could be lurking about. But, other than that, she loved it…!….Besides the FREAKIN' PINK WALLS!
Once all her supplies were unpacked, Katherine decided to dawn the uniform she had been given for this school. A dark green vest, tanish pants, a white button down shirt, and a green/black striped tie. She was NOT wearing a skirt. No way no how.
Along with this she wore her black combat boots, her necklace, and her diamond studded earrings. Plus, do to the dress code, all hair had to be tied back. So, along with everything else, a dark navy blue scrunchie was added in.
After a quick look over and a small squirt of some spicy cinnamon perfume, which helped her stay awake in the early hours of the day, Katherine was out the door on her Jimmy-hunt.
Okay, Katherine now had a bit of an odd view of the school. She appreciated the fact that she could get away with a lot of stuff, and that she found random stuff everywhere. Already she had a few fire crackers, some marbles, rubber bands…
The only bad thing about it…? That she was the new kid, and as such, whispered voices and glances seemed to follow her as she went. Yet if anyone dared started spreading rumors….She was gonna smack a bitc-
"...Kat…?" A familiar voice asked from behind, making Katherine turn around and grin.
"Heeeeey Jim-Jim…!"
"Don't call me that." Jimmy declared, before coming over and hugging the slightly taller girl. "Now, why the heck are you in this dump?"
"I missed you, besides, I need my little buddy."
Jimmy scoffed a bit, rolling his eyes as he separated from the teaser. The two were a bit more than a year apart from each other in age, and a few inches differences was there. Katherine got the higher numbers between them. "Shut up and come on."
"Mmmkay."
"So...Basically...This school is filled with these guys?" Katherine asked as she and Jimmy munched on some fruit, since he had advised her about NOT eating the cafeteria food. Best to stick with the fruit and try to eat in the town. "Ya know….The pension inbred babies, the grease-balls, steroid-pumpers, comic book-cummers, and the regular bullies?"
"Yyyyep."
"...Welp, this'll be fun."
"It always is with us, huh…?"
BRRRRRIIIIIIING
"Welp, that's the bell." Jimmy dumped his banana peel on the ground about a foot in front of him, allowing him and Katherine to laugh as a kid slipped on it. "You gonna skip class again?"
"Hey man, as long as it's not Geography, I may just give it a chance."
"And if it is?"
"Then I'll excuse myself, pull a fire alarm, and hide out somewhere." Jimmy chuckled at this, shaking his head as the two walked along the hallways.
"Same old Kat."
"Same ol' Jim-Jim."
"I said stop using that nickname..!"
"And I said that you should grow some hair." Aaaaah yeah, this was the life for the two of them. Regular brother-sister arguments that would either end in them both throwing punches, or leaving with smiles on their faces.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Jimmy punched Katherine's shoulder, a small gesture she returned before entering her class.
Once Jimmy was gone Katherine leaned against the front wall, and grew a bit nervous when she saw the maps on the wall….The teacher walked in, and his exclamation made her stomach do a flip.
"Welcome class to Geography class…!"
'Fuck.' Katherine looked around the room a bit…..She then nudged the teacher before he could write on the board and she did the best thing she could do right now, lie. "Uhm...Sir…? May I please be excused to the bathroom? I was so worried about getting to class that I didn't go earlier."
Being the new student had the perk of most people believing you when you had a problem with stuff in the school, and this teacher was no different.
"Of course Miss Charbonneu, take a right once you exit the room and you should find it." the teenager nodded her head at this, and walking into the hallway. Her footsteps were muted out by those of the Prefects, and after some careful maneuvering around some of them, she managed to find a fire alarm beside an unlocked locker and-
BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING
Katherine almost threw open the locker in her speed, before closing it and holding it quietly as everyone walked out of the building. Once the hallways were clear, she opened the metal door and jumped out a nearby window, and ran off along the chaos of school to make a clean get-away.
A grateful hum filled the air around the artist as she bit into the hamburger of a fast-food place in town, having been told about here from Jimmy. True, she got a few odd looks from a few girls in the park where she was eating...But to hell with them. She'd eat what she please, and they can't do anything to change that.
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Even though, yes, she was a bit for her age...Yet only by about 20 pounds...Maybe 40...
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Meh, still, to hell with them.
A frown was pressed on Katherine's face as she glared at her painted picture. The teacher wanted them to paint a picture…..Of the teacher…
DA FUCK IS THIS NONSENSE ABOUT?!
Now, don't get her wrong.
She was a creative person, and loved art..! What she DIDN'T love was people trying to restrain her creative influences…..
"Is there something wrong, Katharine?" Ms. Phillips asked the glaring girl, who sighed a bit….
"Yes M'am, there is."
"Oh…?"
"Well...You see….I don't like being repressed artistically." Ms. Phillips, unlike other teachers, actually took this into consideration and thought about it for a bit…..
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"Tell you what, next class for sure I'll have a special assignment for you, alright..?" The female art teacher had been thrown for a loop, normally people loved painting her…! But, she did have to adjust to those special students...
"Well...Alright."
"Great…!"
Katherine gave a small smile, she was always nicer to her creative classes' teachers better than any others. People didn't have to be a nerd or her best friend to see that.
After a nice and relaxing shower, Katherine changed into her black silk pajamas and hung the curtains up in her room. And once the door was locked and secure, she went to one of her bags, and pulled out a small black book.
It was her Journal, and before you say anything no, it was a journal. NOT a diary. Katherine turned the pages till she found a clean surface, and started retelling the story of the day.
Dear Mom
...What? It was how she always started these things out. She liked noting them to her mom, in case she could read them...
It's been an odd first day here at Bullsworth Academy, but I'm happy. I'm glad to say that me and Jimmy caught up on whatever I had missed, and tomorrow I have to tell him about just HOW I got kicked out of our old school...Heh, he's gonna love that.
Anyway, today I had Geography and Art...But mostly Art, I sorta skipped Geography. Let's face it, I'm not gonna go anywhere anytime soon, so what's the point in me knowing where places are? Hm? And the same thing goes for History, why should I care about old dead people when I could worry about the people in my life?
Yeah, yeah, I know how you'd look at me if you read this right now. But I'm sorry that I can't be good at the all this stuff...Yet I'm grateful I can at least pass at the end of the Semester, that's what counts right...?
Plus, I truly am doing my best...
Anyway, that pretty much wraps it up for the day. I didn't make many friends today...in fact I met no one, maybe tomorrow. Especially since tomorrow I have choir...!
So, goodnight Mom...I hope to see you soon.
Song of the Day? Temporary Home. Because I hope that I don't stay here long, I wanna keep growing while also making sure Jim-Jim and me stay tight.
Love you.
Her song of the day was always her own little touch. As if trying to explain how she felt at the end of the day, depending what was in her mind while she was writing. After placing the Journal underneath a loose and discreet floorboard beneath the bed, Katherine pulled out her Ipod and turned to said Carrie Underwood song.
The lights went out, and the sound of a teenage girl laying down on a mattress was heard...Before the only sound that filled the room was the soft hum of music, and snoring.
Okay..! We got through Chapter 1 ^w^
Mayhemb; Welp, this was fun!
Me; Yeah!
Mayhemb; Annnnnnyway, I hope you all enjoyed yourselves...! And we hope to hear from you viewers out there soon..!
Me and Mayhemb; Bye-bye~~!