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Soul of fire
Chyna Parks is a 14 year old girl who has everything. She's hot, can play 14 different music instruments and she has an awesome singing voice. Today it's her first day at Celestus High School.
Chyna enter the music-classroom and take a seat at random chair and put down her dark-red instrument case and white backpack next to her.
Two blonde 16 year old girls enter the room. One of them look at Chyna and says in a sassy arrogant tone "Looks like someone's in my seat."
"I love this story...this is where they..." begins the second blonde.
"Shut it!" says the first blonde to her friend.
"Hi...I'm Chyna!" says Chyna in a happy cheerful tone.
"Oh, let's see if..." begins blonde number one as she walk up behind Chyna.
"What the hell do you think you're doin'...?" says Chyna who stand up quickly and put her hands on her hip and give the blonde bitch an angry confident glare.
"Tough one, aren't you, new chick?" says the sassy blonde.
"I'm not afraid of you." says Chyna.
Chyna and the blonde ( known as Lexie ) stand face to face and look as if they're gonna start to fight any second.
Mr Stefano Zimbaldi, the music teacher enter the room and says to Chyna "Lexie's chair?"
"Yup!" says Chyna.
"Rookie-mistake." says Mr Zimbaldi.
Mr Zimbaldi sees Chyna's instrument case. "You must be the new prodigy..."
"Mhm." says Chyna in a casual tone.
"Play something, please." says Mr Zimbaldi as he grab Chyna's instrument case and hand it to her.
Chyna open the case and pull out a dark-purple Les Paul electric guitar, hook it up to the mini-amp she has on her belt and start to play some hardcore metal music.
At the end of the short song Chyna play some very brief sweet childish tones and does a cool sexy hair-flip.
"Wow, that was amazing!" says Mr Zimbaldi, clearly impressed by Chyna's skill.
"Thanks!" says Chyna with a smile.
Mr Zimbaldi turn to the whole class and says "Students, this semester I'm gonna put on Hairspray."
"Sorry, sir, but don't you need a little more hair for that...?" says a boy named Fletcher.
"Not the stylin' product...the famous Broadway-musical...!" says Mr Zimbaldi.
While Mr Zimbaldi explains that students can sign up for auditions to have role in the musical, be a member of the back-stage crew or play in the band, Fletcher walk up to Chyna.
Fletcher seem to be the school's 'bad boy' since he's wearing jeans that seem at least ten years old, a black tight shirt and biker-boots.
"I'm Fletcher, baby." says Fletcher to Chyna.
"Don't call me baby ya freak!" says Chyna without even looking at Fletcher.
"You wear clothes like that and don't want guys to flirt with you..? Weird..." says Fletcher.
Chyna look at her own clothes, she does actually look a little too sexy. She's wearing a very tight red tank top, a short leather skirt and shoes with high steel heels.
"I can wear what the fuck I want." says Chyna.
"Come on, foxy chick! Give it to the Fletchmeister." says Fletcher in a manly tone.
"No way!" says Chyna. "I don't need a new boyfriend, okey? The last one I had was such a loser. Guys are either pervs or losers, no exceptions."
"I don't really se it that way, but if you're right I'm a perv and proud of it." says Fletcher with confidence.
"Bye!" says Chyna as she walk away.
The End.