Hey guys, so I decided to do a completely mainstream story idea.
HIGH SCHOOL AU CROSSOVER!
But mine will be slightly different from all the rest (hopefully). Do you know why?
Because it will contain 20 OF MY FANDOMS AND COUNTING.
Betcha didn't see that one coming. (Or maybe someone already did this and I'm just sad and deprived.)
My plan is to write a bunch of shortish chapters with different groups of friends, which are made up of characters from different books/shows I find compatible with each other. Some relationships will stay the same as the actual books/shows, some will not. I believe most (if not all) of my chapters will follow Rachel (PJO) and Clary's (TMI) adventures and encounters with others.
NO, you DO NOT HAVE to read/watch all of these books/shows to understand it, but if you are in these fandoms it will be a whole lot more hilarious (if I'm writing this correctly). Oh and by the way, some fandoms I included just to make fun of them a bit. *snicker*
Fandoms Include: Mortal Instruments, Infernal Devices, HP, Percy Jackson, Mara Dyer, Ender's Game, Legend, Hunger Games, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Sister's Grimm, Sherlock, Raven Boys, Leviathan, Hush Hush, Twilight, Iron Fey, Beautiful Creatures, Maximum Ride, Divergent
Disclaimer: HAHAHA DO YOU REALLY THINK I OWN ANY OF THESE? NO. I DIDN'T THINK SO.
WOW that was a big explanation. Almost as long as this chapter (sorry). Let's begin.
It was that time of the year again. The two girls sat across from each other at the kitchen table, motionless. Their eyes were focused on two crisp white envelopes laying in front of them. The first girl pushed the curly red hair out of her eyes and looked up at her friend.
"So how about it, Rachel? Wanna go first? Or shall I?"
Rachel twisted her red curls in her fingers, thinking.
"You can do the honors this year, Clary."
"Alright, here goes nothing!"
Clary grabbed the closest envelope and viciously ripped it open. Carefully unfolding the paper inside, she began to read to herself, eyes wide and eager. Rachel twisted in her chair. She hated suspense.
"Recite!"
"Dr. Hue for Physics, Mr. Garroway for English, Mr. Winchester for PE, Ms. Fairchild for Drawing 3, Mr. M. Holmes for Politics, Ms. Belcourt for French 3, and Mr. Brunner for Religious Studies. Et toi?"
"Cut it with the French already, Spanish is my second language! I have to learn it so I can-"
"'Get the hell out of this joint and move to Spain where I will eat and paint for all eternity and meet my future husband and have 30 babies and blah, blah, blah,'"
"Hey, I don't sound like that! And me, raise 30 babies? Please. Anyways, I got Mr. S. Holmes for Chemistry, Mr. Garroway for English, Mr. Morgenstern for PE, Ms. Fairchild for Drawing 3, Mr. M. Holmes for Politics, Ms. Morales for Spanish 3, and Mr. Brunner for Religious studies."
"Awesome! We share like, four classes!"
"Better than sophomore year. Worst of my high school experience."
"Oh, I think you'll be hating this year even more."
"And why is that, dear?"
"You got Stern for PE."
"…Well shit."
