Tale of the Twins

Summary: Taking place 1 year after the first game! Twins can be quite devious, but its worse when one is a preppie, and the other isn't. How is Bullworth going to cope with the girls? More important, who's the boy with the shoulder length brown hair?

Lexis: So...tired....*yawn*

Leo: Then sleep, Miss Ol-

Lexis: No real name for me, it's Lexis for a reason. Anyways, after a long trip in the land of reality and realising that the world now officially sucks arse, and my only sanity is the internet, I've decided to write a Bully fanfic...god knows how many times I finished that game...

Leo: Many, Miss Lexis.

Lexis: Oh yeah...compulsory assistant, Leo, this time. He's may make a cameo in the story...oh who am I kidding? Of course he's gonna be in the damn story.

Leo: *drinks tea...British Tea* Indeed, Miss Lexis. And to be fair, I shall do the disclaimer. Bully, and other things associated with the game do not belong to Miss Lexis. This fanfic has been created out of a span of boredom. Miss Lexis only makes claims to the following fanfic's plot, twins, Louise-Ann and Katrina, and myself.

Lexis: Such a gentleman. Now get into the story...and no flirting, you're an engaged man Leo, and I doubt Leigh...who I also claim ownage too, will like that.

Leo: You should be in bed, you have school tomorrow, and it's almost half past midnight.

Lexis: Oh shush you. Now, MAIN CHARACTER POV!!!!!

(Magicallineherewishihadsometeaandmaybesomecake)

We sat there, while he drove us...my dear cousin. We were silent, the only noises came from the engine and whenever one of us coughed, or sneezed. Why in the name of Blondie did mother want us to come here to further our education?

Where are my manners? My name is Louise-Ann. I'm 15 years old and a grade A student in the secondary school in my hometown. I live in a large, sort of mansion, because my dad works in the computing industry, and makes plenty of money. I said "we" earlier...didn't I? Me, and my identical twin, Katrina, are in this town. Personally, I don't know why she was dragged along...I can remember our conversation we had only 2 days ago...it went like this:

"Lann, you can't be serious about this transfer?"

"I am, Katty. I wanna go to this American school. I've always wanted to go to America..."

"Yeah, but when you said you wanted to go to America, you said something about murdering the Hannah girl and pillaging her carcass.

"Oh what fun that would be...but, this transfer programme is one-in-a-lifetime, and I'm never gonna get this again...ever!"

"Fine, Lann...but just so you know......I'M COMING WITH YOU WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!"

She's never been by herself before. It's always been Lann and Katty. I suppose Lann has grown on me, just take "ouise" of my name, and slap the L and the Ann together. Katty, well, she's always like a kitten. Cute and adorable, but deadly when needed. I guess I'm the "evil" twin then.

"Miss Louise, Miss Katrina...we've arrived."

Leo...my dear cousin. He was our escort. He has 3 younger siblings, two of which are fraternal twins. He's 19, and engaged to my best friend, who's already at the bloodey school. After she moved to America, so her mum could marry a man, she was enrolled into the academy. She told, via msn and emails, that it was a fan-dabby-dozy idea to stay off campus. If you don't get that, then excuse my British slangy humour, but it means...in Leigh's terms "Stay off the twatting campus unless you want your nipples ripped off." I take with salt Leigh, since whenever have I been smart about these things. You forget that it was me who stole your underwear, got Maxy-chan to model in it, then 'accidently' send one to you, while giving the others to his boyfriend. Then hanging the underwear outside the school, WHILE ON FIRE!!! Chav kids got the blame, but it was totally worth it, in some retrospect.

So here me and my twin are...Bullworth Academy. If I die here, then Ami gets my stuff, and my yaoi collection gets buried with me. I looked over at Katty...Miss, Ever-the-optimist. I wonder what these kids are gonna think when they see a girl with her hair, Amy Sorel style from Soul Calibur 4, dressed the same outfit, only in lighter colours, and another girl who has her hair down, naturally straight, I may add...yes, peoples are jealous, wearing a pair of ripped and slashed jeans, some Converse trainers, and a Blondie t-shirt, holding a bag with an L and SGT Frog plushie, and a large badge that says "You can't make someone love you, you can only stalk them and hope for the best."

The Halloway twins are officially up shit creak without a paddle...or a boat for that matter. Does that mean we're swimming in shit? And who made up shit creak? And why am I rambling again...go away and listen to No More Heroes by the Stranglers...do it!

(Magicallineherewishihadsometeaandmaybesomecake)

Lexis: And we're done, and I should be in bed.

Leo: Don't you have something to say to everyone regarding another fanfic?

Lexis: The Edgeworth fanfic is currently on hiatus, until I can find an assistant and Beta Reader, coz I haz had enough...Bed tiem nao. BLONDIE AND TEH STRANGLES FTW BITCHES, W0000T!!!

Leo: *facepalm*