A/N: My first Fanfic, please tell me how it is so far... Yes, I used the descriptions of Jack and Roger right from the book.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Lord of the Flies or its characters. I do not own "Liar". Nor I do not own SMS (But I wouldn't want to own it, cause the school's awful).
Chapter 1
All our secrets they are tailored trouble
Draped loose now around your hips
Your spotless instincts are valid
We co-exist
Got 26 days to work with (got 26 days)
Got 26 days to work with
(It moves, it moves, it moves)
We'll see what all gets done
I'm an addict for dramatics
I confuse the two for love
"You can tell me that you don't beg_"
Liar (liar)
If we're keeping score
We're all choir boys at best
(Intrusive and arrogant)
Liar (liar)
If we're keeping score
We're all choir boys at best
(Intrusive and arrogant)
Got 26 days to work with (got 26 days)
Then back on that island that you swear by
Still barely can afford
It's still a question of "How long will this hold?"
"Is it any different now that we are"
(I said we are patient)
"Oh, don't you go there, not here, not now"
(It moves, it moves, it moves)
Not here, not now
I'm an addict for dramatics
I confuse the two for love
"You can tell me that you don't beg_"
Liar (liar)
If we're keeping score
We're all choir boys at best
(Intrusive and arrogant)
Liar (liar)
If we're keeping score
We're all choir boys at best
(Intrusive and arrogant)
We're all choir boys at the best!
Liar (liar)
If we're keeping score
We're all choir boys at best
(Intrusive and arrogant)
Liar (liar)
If we're keeping score
We're all choir boys at best
(Intrusive and arrogant)
Liar (Liar) Liar (Liar)
It takes one to know one
The voices flowed out of the Choir room, but none of the students knew who was singing. No matter, whoever they were had extreme skill, both with their voices and with playing guitar. What was even stranger was that the students were clearly not from America. They had accents- probably British.
The gathered students of Saxe Middle School waited eagerly to see the duet, and they needed not wait for long. The first to come out was a redhead. He was thin and bony; and his hair was red beneath the black cap. His face was crumpled and freckled, and ugly without silliness. The second was a slight, furtive boy whom no one knew. The shock of black hair, down his nape and low on his forehead, seemed to suit his gloomy face and made what had seemed at first an unsociable remoteness into something forbidding. Both wore black robes and capes, as well as the black caps. Merridew's cap had a golden badge on it, while Roger's had a silver badge. None knew why they were dressed like that, and it was likely that most never would.
"What are you all staring at?" Merridew snarled.
"Hello! You two must be Jack and Roger. Welcome to Saxe Middle School! You can-"
When will it stop? Merridew's eyes asked Roger.
Don't look at me was the response.
"...Casey will show you to your classes. If you have any questions, feel free to find me."
A girl of 13 had entered the room. She was taller than most girls, with tan skin and long crow-black hair. Her eyes were a bright blue-green. Her shirt was black with some sort of gun-like thing, reading "Dr. Horrible's Freeze Ray: Stops time, tell your friends" and in a smaller print "Wonderflonium powered".
"What the..?" Merridew whispered to himself.
"OK. My name's Casey, and I guess I'll be your guide. Please follow me."
"Chief!" Hearing Roger, Merridew slowed down so the girl was out of hearing.
"Yeah?"
"Is it just me, or are Americans strange?"
"They're completely batty."
"You don't have to be so rude to them. It's not everyday the younger kids can hear the 8th graders sing, and you two aren't half bad."
When did she show up? "Look, I can do whatever I want, and you can't do anything about it. So leave me alone." Merridew stalked down the hallway, ignoring his "guide". It wasn't like she had done anything anyway.
"Not half-bad. I'll show her. I bet she can't even sing. The rest of this stupid school's choir is terrible. I can't believe it."
A/N Again, this is my first FF. I hope it is to your liking, LotF fans. If not, I will try my best to make it better in future chapters. I'm running on 3 hours sleep and Starbucks, and it's 12:29 AM... What am I to do? It looks so short... If you find any grammatical errors, please let me know... Thanks, mates! Good night/morning/whatever. Don't let the beastie get you!