Hey all, it's Azzie. If you are a fan of Shadows n Frost, the writer, then you were upset when he discontinued his Warrior High story, which rocked. However... I have gotten permission from the author to adopt this story and continue it, so as of today I have two Warrior High AUs- Clan High, (mine) and Warrior High. (Shadows N Frost/mine) Please enjoy them. Clan High's next update will be August 2, on a bimonthly update schedule for a little while, and Warrior High is monthly as I work through the first 5 or 6 chapters. I swear to StarClan and to Frostie here I will not give up until I have finished it.

#milkballoons-

Azzie

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Breezepelt

Foxleap. Frickin'. DARED to DARE ME, the ALMIGHTY BREEZEPELT, to KISS IVYPOOL (I'm cool with the kiss) and then PUNCH HER FACE!? UGH! And yes, I will admit that the Crowie and the Cream Cheese prank was epic. I applaud Foxleap for that. But he's still a Thunder House grade-a jerk! But not only did he do THAT, he gave me a truth...

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Foxleap: Do you like... Ivypool?

Me: Um... well...

He prompted me to say more. "Wow, Breezepelt, so tough." he said sardonically. I couldn't read Ivypool's gaze at this point. What was I going to do?

You can't back down from a truth. I know that much. So I prepare myself for the answer.

And possible doom...

"Yeah, I guess..." There, I said it. Happy?

"I can't hear you..." the evil ginger goads.

Yup. Imminent doom. I am dead. RIP Breeze Boy. All my stuff goes to Heathertail. Goodbye cruel world... not so much

Foxleap...

"YES! I said yes!" My face must be a tomato by now. Everyone else is in hysterics. Foxleap's face turns even more conspiratal. "Well then, if you LOVE Ivypool so much..." He laughs maniacally.

(A/N: The upcoming dare is courtesy of... MOI! In this section of C5 ((written by Frost here)) Shadow featured some dares from the reviewers. And this one was my idea. *preens* No, but I owe this story to Frostie anyway. This wouldn't exist without you, Frostie. I'm just supporting your work.)

Oh no. Oh no no no.

"I dare you to KISS IVYPOOL-"

I cut him off. "Is that all? No problem." I walk over to Ivypool. "Pucker up, beautiful."'

Foxleap continues to laugh. "Um. I wasn't finished, lover boy."

"Oh yeah? What's the rest, punk?" I spit. "Whoa, say it, don't spray it, breh." he chuckles.

"Kiss Ivypool... then punch her in the face."

end flashback

Yeah, did NOT end well. Even Jayfeather had a good time. That's how I know my life is crap. I stomp through the night. Ugh!


IVYPOOL

frick it. That was humiliating.

I have to admit I feel something for Breezepelt. But it's not love. More like... hatred. Yeah. Hatred.

Waching him storm down the shady sidewalk, I feel a twinge of pity...

Foxleap looks upset that Breezepelt didn't take the dare. "That would have been so epic!" he whines. I feel bad for him too.

"Well, night..." I turn to see Cinderheart heading for the door. "Night!" "See you!" "Have a safe trip!" choruses from around the room. I notice that Foxleap hasn't said anything yet...

And that's when I see the familiar glint in his eye.

"Wait, Cinder, don't open tha-"

"AARGH!"

A bucket of red- not just maroon, not just pink, but full-blown fire-engine red, tomato red, candy apple red- pours down on her face, shoulders and eyes. Foxleap caclkes as she groans in pain and anger. "BAHAHAHAHAHA! You should have seen your face!" He wipes a tear from his eye. "Priceless!"

"Um, you CAN'T see her face, dummy." I hear Lionblaze's voice from behind me. I turn to see... uh-oh.

Foxleap is still facing Cinderheart. Better just ride this out... bwahaha.

"Because not only is HER face covered in paint..." Foxleap turns. His eyes widen as he notices that LIONBLAZE "mysteriously" found a can of BRIGHT BLUE paint and is aiming it at him.

"Yours is too. Pucker up, pretty boy." And with that, Foxleap is uncerimoniously covered in bright blue paint. The crowd bursts out laughing. "MY FACE! MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!" yells Foxleap. As more paint flies, and Foxleap runs for the bathroom, I grab a paint can- magenta, I note- and join in the fun.

What a perfect end to the night.


AND SCENE! Thank you to Shadows n Frost once again for the story... arivaderci until July 25!

AZZIE GIRL OUT!