Disclaimer: I do not own Misfits because if i did Nathan would be all mine! lol
AN: I hope eveyone enjoys my Misfits story if you would like to see more please alert/review/favorite! I really love Misfits -cough cough- Nathan!
First off let me just say …I am not going to whine to you about how I don't belong here or that I was innocent and nag nag nag. I did the crime (if you can even call it that) so now I have to do the time BUT that doesn't mean it doesn't totally suck! I mean really, I have way better things to do than 200 hours of community fuckin service but I guess that doesn't matter to anyone. Let me just say that is the last time I drink anything from that slag, Julienne.
"UGH you have got be fuckin kidding me" I thought as I took my appearance in with the revolting orange jumpsuit. I gazed at myself in the mirror, my dark brown hair with natural red tints was straighten for once touching past my shoulders, my fringe side swept to dust where my eyebrows was. I did my usual black cat liner on my dark blue eyes making them really stand out and put on a tinted chap stick. My body was squeezed in the hideous jumpsuit that was a two sizes way too small in the bosom area. The curse of being blessed with actual curves! I pulled the zipper down right below my breast so you could catch my lacey purple tank. Apparently this was the best I could do with the outfit without a pair of scissors hell even a knife would do. I sighed looking at the clock in the locker room I was late as usual. I cursed under my breath for not taking Kells on the ride here she offered. I smirked at the idiotic way of the justice system; Kelly and I have been best friends ever since I came here from New York three years ago. Yet they put us in the same group for community service…ha! One point for the "rotten" delinquents!
I made my way out the locker room jamming out to Uprising by Muse pausing to get me a candy bar through the vending machine. Hey might as well take my sweet time I am already late as it is. My phone started buzzing alerting me I have a text message I looked down at my screen.
Where the hell are you? I am about to beat some pple-Kells
I smiled as I replied back
Don't get ur knickers in a twist I am leaving locker room. C ya in few.
I stuffed my candy bar into my pocket as I walked out the community center to see a man in the center of a group of matching disgusting jumpsuits. Must be the wonderful wizard of oz…or probation officer.
"I am Tony your probation officer wait a minute …there should be seven of you" Tony the probation worker rattled off. I took a good look at my fellow criminals; the lot was nothing really impressive. There was the short gangly wannabe gangster who already seemed to be picking fights. Next was a pretty yet a tad slutty African American girl texting away on her cell twirling her frizzy hair. Staring or should I say ogling at her was a lean dark "sportys" guy with his jumpsuit half on like he could give a shit about it. In the middle was an extremely pale guy who I desperately wanted to mess his hair and pull down the zipper of his jumpsuit a bit. Not in a sexual way ewww but in a lets make you less creepy shall we way. I saw Kelly looking extremely bored and annoyed as she glanced towards pretty yet slutty girl. Hmm interesting they are only five where is the -
"Mmm now this is what I was talking about!" a voice rang out behind me, I quickly turned around letting my head phones drop out to be face to face with a guy. Okay you got me not just any guy a sexy, green eyes curly haired guy. His eyes widen as he clearly checked me out
"Hot Damn must be gift sent by the criminal gods!"
I raised my eyebrow at the guy. Granted he was hot but really how over the top. He snagged an arm around my waist and started to walk me over where the group was.
"Come on Princess, the rest of the group is waiting for us to grace them with our gorgeous presences" He smirked at me as I walked faster away from him almost sprinting towards the group. I picked the spot next to creepy kid and Kelly; I gave her a nudge with my elbow as she grinned at me and gave a slight nod to the space near the creepy kid. I turned around to see cocky curly boy next to me.
"Ah there you are; where have you been?" Tony questioned I was about to open my mouth to state the obvious but someone beat me to it.
"I saw her trying to escape sir" curly boy saluted with a mocking tone that turned degrading "but don't worry I gave our naughty girl here a right spanking"
"Why you lying twat!" I started but was cut off with Tony the Tiger clearing his throat. I glared at Curly boy; he was getting less and less attractive by the second!
"This is it…" Tony finally started, oh great here comes the whole second chance, do something right speech. I started to daze off; thinking of all the better things I could be doing with my time until curly began to speak again
"Yeah, but what if they're right?" He said in his Irish accent, how come I didn't notice that before? "No offence, but I'm thinking some people are just born criminals." He continued making gestures to gangster boy. I chuckled a bit as gangster boy got all offensive. Curly just gave me a smile as I stopped chuckling to give him my ice queen stare which didn't even phase him at all he simply winked back and puckered his lips. How dare him! I stuck my tongue out and whisper to Kelly of my dislike for him. She simply rolled her eyes. Suddenly a phone started ringing, out of instinct I went for mine but noticed pretty yet slutty talking.
Boring as fuck-" she smirked as probation officer started to get pissed.
"Excuse me? I'm still talking here." Tony retorted looking as if he was trying to keep his cool.
"What I thought you had finished?" She snapped
"Obviously if my lips are moving, I'm still talki-"He started back
"Yeah but you could have been yawning or…chewing." Curly interrupted. Which caused me to roll my eyes; he had to get in the center of attention.
"End the call! Hello I said Hang up!" He shouted making us all silent. Well Tony just about blew his top…not good.
"I shouldn't be here man, can I move to a different group? This isn't going to work for me…" Sportys guy complained.
"Oh great cry me a river" I muttered
"Um, what makes you think you're better than us?" Kelly replied back at him. Yup way to go dude you just pissed off the wrong girl.
"Hold up. What is that accent?" Irish Curls (ohh I like that one) laughed.
"Is that for real?" questioned sportys guy.
"What are you trying say something?" Kelly said, I took a step closer to her knowing how she feels about being teased about her accent.
"It's…that's just a noise…" Irish Curls exclaimed gesturing to his ears. "Are we supposed to be able to understand her? Is she even speaking English?"
"Shut you unholy mouth you stupid pratt!" I spoke up not liking how they were giving my best friend a hard time. Kelly smiled at me and gave them all the finger.
"Oh wait a second princess, you are a Yankee?" Irish curls broke out in a smile "Well I'll be damned twice today do you want to doodle my noodle, Yankee?
"Dream on Q tip" I spitted back at him. Could he be anymore annoying?
"Don't mock the locks princess" he said.
"STOP calling me princess!" I about yelled at him. Noticing the spotlight was on us two and starting to feel uncomfortable I made my way back to Kelly. Waiting for the probation officer to continue his speech so I can do my time and get the hell out of here. Finally he let us free to give back to the community. If that is what you call painting benches. I grabbed bucket paint and went to bench farthest from the crowd I gesture to Kelly to follow but she was busy talking to Irish Curls. HMPH! I see how it is …what happened to sister before misters? Hoes over bros? Not that we are hoes, but you get the picture. I plopped down to ground and started to mechanically paint the bench back and forth, back and forth. I noticed someone standing close behind me I turned around expecting to you see Kelly but it was the creepy kid.
"Oh um Hi" I said gently
"Hi." He replied back as if he was unsure what to say next. "Can I paint here?"
"Be my guest" I replied giving him a big smile which he returned…well kinda.
"You and the other girl um-"he started
"Kelly" I helped him out.
"Are friends." He finished not as a question but as an observation.
"Yea ever since I came here about three years ago" I said.
"Oh that is nice. Uh My name is Simon if you wanted to know" he stated hesitantly.
"Marie...like the Queen just not beheaded yet" I replied back putting my brush down to offer my hand for a friendly 'nice to meet you' handshake. He stared at my hand as if it was something he never seen before. After a few seconds I put my hand down feeling like a total idiot with my hand out, but as soon as I did he stuck his hand out. I giggled out loud at his awkwardness and quickly shook his hand. All of a sudden we both heard gangster boy complaining about paint on his hat storming back in the community center. I and Simon continued painting the bench together with mindless conversation. Even though I was talking to Simon I could hear Kelly tell Irish Curls about how she ended up here.
"What about you weird kid?" He attacked Simon, eyeing him and me and our bench. "Princess maybe you should step away I mean don't take this the wrong way kid or anything but you look like a panty sniffer!" as he said the words he mimed sniffing someone's panties. I snorted a bit and looked at poor Simon who looked upset.
"I'm not a panty sniffer…" Simon started defended himself. "I'm not a pervert." I sighed loudly and began to shake my head; anybody who says they are not a pervert sounds as if they are a pervert. Irish Curls obviously thought the same thing and started to pretend to jack off with hairbrush making all these unsettling noises and grunts that made me feel a bit uncomfortable.
"I tried to burn someone's house down!" Simon shouted making Irish Curls stop dead in his tracks. Let us make that really uncomfortable. "Well there you go!"
Irish curls made his way towards me letting his face get real close to mine.
"I am sooo famished from all this hard labor" he pouted staring at my lips as I let out an annoyed sigh "why don't' you give me some sugar princess?"
I was about to yell at him for calling me princess again but decided to have a little fun with Mr. Irish curls. I licked my lips slowly running a hand on top of his jumpsuit as I saw his head coming close I reached in my pocket and grabbed my candy bar in my pocket. As soon as I could feel his breath on my lips I stuffed my candy bar in his mouth and took a small step back giggling my arse off. Curly's eyes widened as he realized what was in his mouth and I gave him a pat on his head. He pouted but shrugged a bit and began to eat my candy bar.
"And what about you, Nathan?" Kelly asked as soon as she finished laughing "What did you do to get here?"
Who the hell is Nathan I was about to ask.
"Me? I was done for eating a bit of Pick'n'Mix!" Irish Curls aka Nathan answered.
"Either you are lying or you are really lame" I stated going back to help Simon finish painting the bench.
"What is going on with this weather?" Someone said as I was settled back into the robotic motion of painting the bench. I looked up to notice the sky was beautiful shades of grey, black and purple. Well there goes my plans for after this hell whole hmmm but dancing in the rain is always fun!
"How did that happen?" We all stopped what we were doing when we heard Tony's voice behind us, he gestured to the paint splattered in some places "I mean, you've been here 5 minutes? Its painting benches not rocket science. "How did you screw that up? You tell me, because I've got no idea!"
Suddenly a humongous piece of hail fell on to a car just behind him, making us all jump a little unfortunately I jumped towards Iris- I mean Nathan. I felt his hands on my arms as if he was trying to steady me. The alarm from the car was crazily going off.
"My car…" Tony said as if he could not believe his car had been total. Nathan laughed simply laughed a "Classic!"
I went to go hit him but another ball fell behind everyone making us all soaking wet. "Ok so I'm a little bit freaked out?" He cried as inched towards me. What the hell was happening? I usually love storms but not like this. This was not just any storm; I swallowed the knot in my throat as Kelly looped her arm with mine. I gave a yelp as another piece of hail fell down behind us.
"Right everyone inside! Move! Let's go" He shouted not that we needed to be told twice. We all started running as fast as we could; all accept Simon who was too busy filming everything. Really Simon don't you know this is how people die! I yanked my arm out Kelly's who I gave a nod to continue and went back for Simon.
"Stop being an idiot and LET'S GO!" I yelled at him pulling towards the center. We both tumbled to the ground another hail ball came crashing next to us. I suddenly felt someone's arm pull me up and looked at Nathan's panicky face. "Come on Princess!" he yelled. We both started running towards the center (Simon right behind us) as we dodged and swerved around the hail balls. Finally we all reached the center to find out by bad luck it was locked. You have got to be fucking kidding me!
"Where are the fucking keys" I yelled pulling on the door knob to no avail.
"Come on! Come on!" screamed Kelly as Tony began fumbling through his thousands of keys.
"Open the fucking door!" pretty yet slutty girl demanded
"Don't speak to me like that!" Tony screamed anger raging in his eyes.
BANG! BOOM! A jolt of lightening striked my body everywhere. I felt my body lunge backwards as I arched my back letting it spread through and all the electricity raced through me. All I could remember was pure uttermost darkness and pain. I felt my name being called but I couldn't make out the voice. I groaned loudly.
"Princess Wake up love!" an Irish voice floated in…Nathan? Was he stroking my face? His voice sounded a lot more pleasant and soothing.
"Marie wake up! Marie!" Kelly's voice rang in. I slowly stretched my body and began to get up with the others. Nathan was staring at me; making my cheeks turn red.
"I feel really weird…" Kelly said out loud knocking me back to reality. "Me too" I concurred
"That'll be the lightning." Sportys replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Which I hate to say it kinda was.
"We should be dead." Simon said looking at us as if we were ghosts. Thank you Simon for that little piece of information.
"Wow A little reassurance might be nice you know, you're fine or looking good!" Nathan moaned a bit. Glad to know that he snaps back fast to his annoying cocky self!
"Wanker…" Tony muttered. I giggled a bit at the idea that even our probation officer knew Nathan was a bit of a wanker.
"Did he just call me a wanker?" Nathan asked around finally resting his beautiful green eyes on my blue ones.
"I believe he did …wanker" I half smiled and half smirked. He grinned a bit but gave the probation officer a confused/fuck you face.
"Is everyone alright?" Tony asked giving us all the look over. Physically I was alright (surprisingly but I made the decision to do more cardio) but mentally I was still out of it.
"We could of died you dick!" Alisha yelled at poor Tony who was actually looking quite awful enough.
"Are you alright?" Kelly questioned Tony; I looked at her she always was the mother hen with everyone "You're acting like a freak"
"Maybe we should call it a day…" Tony decided. Yes let's call it a day after we get struck by lightening! PSH we better call it a day; actually let's call it a week even better!
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