So I hath finally reuploaded the story of epicness! In it, there will be firefights, spectroplasm, bullies, and confusion of the characters! Just for the record, anything with an asterisk* by it actually happened to me at least once, curtesy of Dean's inspiration. If you're reading this, you know who you are. But if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have enjoyed freshman year of high school nearly as much, since he wasn't there. So in a twisted sort of way, thanks. Also, my thanks to SuperNoobGalaxy, who helped me keep up my morale.

In other words, this chapter is dedicated to Dean's inspiration and SuperNoobGalaxy.

Disclaimer: Kathy, if you would?

Kathy: Rose only owns me, my friend Bella-

Bella: Hi!

Kathy: -and pretty much everything else not Pac-Worldly. And the plot.

Me: Thank you. Now let's get this party started! Lights, camera, ACTION!

Girl's POV

I yawned in the middle of class. It wasn't that the subject matter, as Miss Suker calls it, was boring. Actually, I had always been interested in the origins of Pac-Man, the video game. I had been ever since that day, weeks ago...

"Kathy?"

Oh shoot, she saw! I bowed my head, waiting for the inevitable punishment. She never sees what Dean does to me. Neither do any of the other teachers, honestly. If they did, they would know why I was so tired. Heck, I cried myself to sleep every night. My parents told me my life wasn't nearly as bad as I make it out to be, but they never saw the side of Dean I saw. Speaking of seeing things that aren't there...

"Yes, Miss Suker?" I mumble. Here it comes...

"Kathy, do you think that these 'old, dusty' video games aren't worth your time?" She asked, impatiently tapping her foot.

"No, ma'am, I don't think that. Who told you that's what I thought?" I replied, already knowing the answer.

"Dean did, the wonderful young man he is, he overheard you complaining to your friends that you knew what we had now, and I quote, 'these old, dusty video games from decades ago are sooo outdated, so why do we learn about them?' You did say that, didn't you?" She asked me, thinking she had me cornered.

"No, ma'am, I really never said that, and even if I had, how could I tell my 'friends' when I have only one?" I answered innocently. Truly innocent, if you're wondering, not just pretending to be.

"Well, whether you said it or not, you will have to stay after school and explain this whole incident to me in full, and should I deem your story worthy, to your parents." She said, considering the matter closed, so she walked back to the board. "As I was saying, the origins of Pac-Man are in the coding skills of Tōru Iwatani..."

I wasn't paying attention to her anymore. The spitwad in the back of my head* and giggles from the entire class kinda saw to that. Then the bell rang, thank gourd! I picked up my stuff and rushed outside the classroom. Dean brushed past me, but I paid it no mind until people started kicking me. Again. I knew why, but I wanted to deny it so badly. Then my best (and only) friend, Bella came up behind me and pulled the "Kick Me" sign* off my back and showed it to me. I felt my eyes tear up and my face flush in anger, rage, and sadness. And pain.

I walked with Bella outside after school, before going back to Miss Suker.

Bella consoled me, "It's only for another week, Kathy. You can take it, right? One more week, and you'll be free of Dean for the whole summer, at least!"

I gave her a grin, about to reply, when-

"Oh look, it's the retards! We need to get them in the Retard Room!" Dean called over.*

"Shut up, Dean." Bella ordered him.

"Oooh, I'm so scared." He said as his friends (I call them goons) laughed with him. In reply, Bella held up her fist.

"Do you want to be reacquainted with my fist here?" She asked him. (A/N: The punching him in the face also happened in real life. How I wish I had been there!)

His eye's widened for a fraction of a second before he regained his composure. "Well, I don't think you'll mind if I do this-" shoving me down, my teeth making a sickening crack on some leftover ice* from the long winter we had had. Then, as I stood up, cradling my bloody mouth as best I could, it felt like my rear end exploded in pain. I turned around to see a football roll away and Dean laughing his head off.*

Then, I cracked.

My butterfly necklace glimmered in the sun.

I roared something unintelligible at him, then set off running down the sidewalk, red droplets falling to the ground in my wake.

"Wait up, Kathy!" Bella shouted, and I heard her, then the others, follow me.

I stuck my left hand in my pocket and felt a Ziploc baggie full of-little pills?

I pulled it out of my pocket and saw the pill things glow in the shadows, still sprinting full speed.

Bella (I'm told) caught a glimpse of the glowing things from behind and sped up to reach me.

I popped one in my mouth, and I felt my teeth return to their prior positions.

My butterfly necklace shimmered in the shadowy lighting.

I remembered that that day had not been a dream.

Bella was now at my side.

Dean was catching up.

I popped another, bigger pill into my mouth, saying, "Wakka-"

Bella grabbed my right arm, my butterfly necklace glowing.

"-wakka-"

Dean grabbed my left arm, my butterfly necklace downright shining.

"-wakka."

A blinding pastel-colored portal opened up just long enough for the three of us to fall in.

No POV

"What just happened?" asked one of Dean's friends.

"Did they just-" another began.

"-Fall into an interdimensional portal? Apparently." Dean's twin brother, Derek, finished.

They stared, wide-eyed, at where the three had been moments before, then ran back to the school, screaming.

So, yeah, that's the revised first chapter. Hope ya like, R&R, all that jazz. I will try to do Reviewer Recognition.

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