Keeping everything together is such a bitch when I have to copy and paste everything. I know most people use this spot for like story undates amd stuff but like, I just like rambling. Is that so wrong? But I won't keep you guys forever this time. Year two beginsssssss
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( Year 2: problems )
( Sarah ) ( January 10th ) ( 11 )
"There's no way!"
"Oh, you better believe it."
"I thought you said you hated Mike though?"
"I never said I hated him, I just said everyone had a crush on him."
Nick rolls his eyes.
"C'mon, Mike's so overrated."
Hailey smirks.
"I don't think he is, why? Are you jealous?"
"Absolutely not."
Jennifer giggles and pushes up next to him.
"You suuuuuuure?"
"Yes. Now get out of my face."
Sarah shrugs.
"Maybe she is dating him to try and make you jealous."
Both Hailey and Nick swerve torward Sarah, while Jennifer just starts dying.
"Sarah!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAYES!"
Sarah chuckles and takes another bite from her sandwich.
"What kinda sandwich is that?"
Sarah opens the bread.
"I'm not sure. But my mom calls it the 'superfast jellyfish'."
Nick snorts.
"Is there actual jellyfish in that sandwich?"
"I hope not. Jellys are so cute..."
She takes another bite.
Jennifer stops laughing.
"So, what did you say?"
"I didn't say anything, he told me."
"Woah, really? That's insane!"
Hailey nods.
"I was suprised too, according to him it looked like I had just been told someone died."
Nick rolls his eyes.
"Always the overdramatic, aren't you?"
"The hell do you mean? I think I had every right to be surprised!"
"I guess."
"Oh whatever Nick, if someone said that to you, you would fucking die."
"Yeah, probably."
Mike comes over and taps Hailey on the shoulder.
"Hey Mike."
"Hey. You want to come over later?"
"Sure!"
Mike grins and looks at everyone at the table.
"Who are your friends?"
Hailey points at Sarah.
"That's Sarah. She's sweet. I probably wouldn't try and anger her though."
She points at Jennifer.
"She's Jennifer. You want something to talk about, she's got you covered. She's also hella good at playing the flute."
Then she points at Nick.
"That's Nick. He sucks."
"Hey!"
"I'm joking! He's a bit of a downer, but you get used to it. He's also pretty funny. Whether it be intentional or not."
Nick rolls his eyes.
Mike nods.
"Cool. See you!"
He walks away.
"I'm so confused as to why he went for you though."
Hailey turns to Jennifer.
"What? Am I not the perfect catch?"
"Not really, no."
Sarah gestures torwards Hailey's chest.
"The fact she's been growing a lot there probably has something to do with it."
Hailey chuckles.
"Of course it does, why wouldn't it?"
Jennifer frowns.
"I wish I had tits like that."
Sarah chokes on a piece of her sandwich when she laughs at that.
She coughs, and takes a few deep breaths.
"Wow, I was not ready for that."
Hailey's trying not to laugh, and Nick is staring at Jennifer in suprise.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You never say stuff like that, you're so innocent!"
Jennifer rolls her eyes.
"Sarah's way more innocent than me."
Sarah nods.
"She's got you there."
Nick shakes his head in confusion and sighs.
"I will never understand you guys."
Hailey chuckles.
"That's a good thing."
The bell rings.
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( Anthony ) ( January 15th ) ( 13 )
"I don't think-"
"Dude, you keep holding it to yourself, you'll eventually just freak out. You gotta tell him."
Anthony looks over to Marco, who's talking to someone.
"I don't know... He's probably not..."
"Yeah, but you'll never know until you try, right?"
Anthony taps his fingers together.
"I-I don't really want to do this."
Devin rolls his eyes and pushes him forward.
"Come on, you gotta make a move eventually!"
"Can eventually be later, and not today...?"
Devin pushes him forward again.
"No. Do it now."
Anthony sighs and walks over to marco's desk.
"Hey-"
"Ah, Anthony, can I get some advice?"
Anthony blinks.
"Uh...sure?"
"Yeah, so, there's this girl I like-"
Anthony phases out after he hears that.
He takes a sharp intake of air, and feels his chest go empty.
"-and so I figured you could tell me what to say. Anthony?"
Anthony blinks and stutters for a moment.
"Uh, just tell her how you feel, you never know until you try, right?"
Marco nods.
"Yeah. Maybe. Thanks."
Anthony stumbles back to his desk and slams his head into it.
Devin taps his shoulder.
"What."
"I am so sorry dude, I didn't-"
"Just leave me alone."
He hears a noise of agreement, and Devin walks away.
Anthony groans and kicks his desk's leg, before moaning in pain.
"I knew that was a bad idea."
"Hey... What's wrong?"
Anthony peeks up, and sees a guy staring at him.
"Nothing. Don't talk to me."
He sets his head back down.
"You're upset because you found out Marco wasn't gay, right?"
Anthony picks his head back up immediately.
"Wha-no! I just-"
"Save it, I'd know that reaction anywhere."
Anthony groans.
"Please tell me no one else knows..."
"Nah. Everyone else isn't observent enough."
He looks around.
"You're also lucky it's study hall."
Anthony nods.
"Name's Casey. I'd say it's nice to meet you, but under the circumstances I find it's better to say it's nice to help you."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You're feeling pretty rejected, right? Even though you didn't get rejected?"
Anthony slowly nods.
"Well, I'm gonna help you get over that."
Anthony raisies an eyebrow.
"How...?"
"Well, we can start by talking through it. Can I come over later?"
Anthony blinks.
"Uh... Sure? You can walk home with me if you want."
Casey grins.
"Alright, cool. Meet me by the front door after school."
Anthony nods.
Anthony doesn't focus on school for the rest of the day, he mostly just tries to figure out why Casey wants to help him so much. He can't think of a reason.
He walks out of the front doors, standing off to the side while he waits for Casey.
Casey eventually shows up, flicking Anthony's head when he gets close.
"Alright, how far is your house?"
"Not far. 10 minute walk normally."
Casey nods.
"Let's get a move on then!"
They start the walk home, with them discussing what they're gonna do when they get there.
"Talk."
"Bout what?"
"Anything, really. They say talking can cure anything."
"Well THEY can go shove it. I can't talk through emotional troubles, now can I?"
Casey stares at him with an amused look.
"What?"
"You are so ignorant."
They arrive, and Anthony waves dismissively at his parents as he walks inside.
"What was that about?"
"My parents could care less about anything I do. They are rich after all."
"Any siblings?"
"Brother. But he's not usually around, he lives with his girlfriend on the other side of town."
"Alright, let's start this, eh?"
Anthony shows him to his room.
"Wow, this place is big. Anyway, when did you realize you were gay?"
Anthony blanks out for a moment as he tried to remember.
"I'm not sure actually. But I do remember the first time I starting thinking that way about a guy was around a year ago."
"Have you told anyone?"
"Aside from Devin, no. I don't want people to know yet."
"Fair enough."
Casey sits down on the bed, patting the spot next to him.
Anthony sits down.
"Now, why did you like Marco?"
"He's cute. And he's pretty smart too."
"Is that it?"
"Yeah? ...oh. wait."
"Yep, you see it now?"
"I didn't even know anything about him."
"Exactly. It's easy to get over someone you barely knew."
"Maybe..."
"If you had known him personally, you would feel worse."
Anthony pouts and sighs.
"Why are you helping me, anyway?"
"I hate seeing people like this. I imagine I'll be a therapist or something when I grow up."
Anthony nods.
"Well, I think I'm feeling somewhat better now."
Casey smiles.
"Good. I live quite a ways away, so... Do you mind if I stay over here?"
Anthony shrugs.
"Not really. My parents won't care, and we have the extra bedroom."
Casey nods.
"Thanks."
"So what do you want to do?"
"Hmm. Got any games?"
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( Fizz ) ( January 19th ) ( 11 )
"I'm going to die."
Karl wheezes next to him.
"I feel you..."
"MOVE MOVE MOVE!"
"C'mon guys, it's not that bad."
Zoey catches up to them before passing them.
"My heart is broken..."
Rece trudges behind Zoey, keeping pace.
Fizz takes a large breath and tries to keep his own pace, but stumbles.
"Careful! You fall, you do 10 more laps, remember?!"
Fizz coughs violently, but keeps steady.
Karl gives him a thumbs up.
"I hate lap day..."
"Oh, c'mon now. You're looking more toned now!"
Zoey catches up to them again, giving them a smile as she passes.
"HOW FAST ARE YOU?!"
"Fast enough to outplay you both!"
Karl groans.
Rece catches up a second later.
"Rece? How are you going this fast?"
"I do a lot of dancing..."
"Oh, so that's why I always hear music..."
Rece slows his pace so he's running somewhat slower.
"Are you guys gonna be ok...?"
Fizz wheezes.
"I guess not..."
"We're... Fine."
Rece looks at Karl, skeptical.
"Are... Are you sure...?"
Karl glares at Rece, who shrinks back and keeps moving faster.
They finish up their laps, and fizz falls face first onto the floor, and Karl collapses onto a wall before sliding down it.
"I SWEAR, IF WE HAVE TO PLAY MOTION IN BAND I WILL THROW MY TRUMPET ACROSS THE ROOM."
Fizz groans in complete agony, like holy shit it's actually like he just died.
Zoey jogs up to them and sits next to fizz.
"You alright?"
"NO."
Zoey giggles and boops fizz, who recoils.
"Don't do that!"
Karl puts his head down.
"I'm so tired..."
Rece goes into squid form and jumps into fizz's tentacles.
Zoey smiles.
"Does he always do that?"
Fizz nods.
"He finds it comfortable, I find it relaxing."
"How so?"
Fizz yawns.
"He rubs something on my tentacles when he's in there... It feels really relaxing."
Fizz's eyes narrow, and he closes them.
Zoey looks at fizz, grinning.
Fizz sighs, and he goes limp.
"Oh, he fell asleep... That's so cute!"
Karl chuckles.
"No, it's funny! Now the gym teachers gonna yell at him."
Zoey goes wide eyed, and sees the gym teacher going around to make sure everybody's still around.
"Fizz! Wake up!"
Fizz frowns and opens one of his eyes.
"The teacher...!"
Fizz flings his other eye open and scrambles to sit up.
The teacher comes over.
"Alright...wait, where's Rece?!"
Fizz points at his head.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
Fizz rolls his eyes and pulls Rece out of his tentacles.
"Oh...? That's... Weird. But at least he's still here."
Fizz puts Rece down again.
"Well, that's everyone. Alright weaklings, you've got about 8 minutes to do whatever. Enjoy."
The teacher walks into his side office, and all the kids start talking.
Zoey sighs in relief.
"He must be in a good mood, I expected him to yell at both you AND Rece..."
Fizz shrugs, and lays down again.
"Wake me up when we leave."
He goes back to sleep.
Karl stretches out.
"You totally like him, don't you?"
Zoey looks at Karl, annoyed.
"No, what gave you that idea?"
Karl gives her a "seriously?" Look, and Zoey shrugs.
"Well, alright then. You were just acting so weird around him..."
"Hey."
Zoey and Karl turn torward the guy standing in front of them.
"Yes...?"
The guy sits down.
"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to sit next to the most athletic ones."
Zoey rolls her eyes.
"I'm Nathan, nice to meet you."
Karl shrugs.
"Whatever, just don't bother us too much."
Nathan grins.
"Not a problem."
The bell rings, and Zoey shakes fizz to wake him up.
Fizz gets Rece to go into humanoid form, and they walk out.
"See you guys for more hell tomorrow!"
Zoey and Rece wave.
Nathan follows them.
Fizz yawns.
"I might sit band out today... I'm absolutely exhausted."
Karl nods.
They trudge into the band room, the last ones in, as usual.
Karl collapses into his seat, while fizz completely misses his and collapses on the floor.
Mr. thompson grins.
"Lap day, boys?"
Fizz sticks up his middle finger.
Thompson chuckles.
"Yeah, yeah. You can sit out warm ups."
Karl gives a faint whoop, and fizz tries to get into his chair.
"Alright everyone, first four scales."
Fizz coughs violently.
Thompson stares at him.
"You gonna be ok?"
"Hah...hah."
Someone in bass clarinet section snickers.
Fizz turns and glares at her.
"You got something to say, aulbrey?"
She muffles a laugh.
"No...*snicker*"
Fizz scowls at her and starts putting together his instrument.
"Why do you play such a stupid instrument?"
Fizz groans.
"Aulbrey, your instrument is forgotten by 90% of the population."
She frowns.
"I WILL MAKE THIS INSTRUMENT KNOWN!"
Fizz chuckles.
"Good luck with that."
"Alright guys, c'mon. first four scales."
Everyone starts playing, except for fizz and Karl.
Fizz wipes some sweat off his forehead, and sighs.
The player to his right looks at him in worry, but fizz waves her off.
They finish their scales, and Thompson tells everyone to take out motion.
Fizz groans.
"I'm already dead, stop rubbing it in!"
Thompson chuckles.
"We need practice! The concert is in three weeks!"
Fizz sighs.
And so they played, and so they had to keep stopping because the low brass kept slowing down.
"Alright everyone, you're doing good, but you need to practice this at home!"
Everyone starts putting their stuff away, and Karl walks over to fizz.
"Can I come over to practice with you?"
"Why can't we go to your house?"
"Zoey's got a friend over."
"Oh. Alright, sure."
They pack up and walk home, grumbling over their gym teacher.
"Does he seriously expect us to be professional athletes in middle school?"
"Who knows... All I know is that I'm sick of lap day."
Fizz nods.
Fizz pushes open the door to his house, immediately hearing the groan from his father from the family room.
"The loud one's back."
Fizz scowls and gestures for Karl to come inside.
They move down the hallway, before getting stopped by Jess.
"Hey Karl, what's up?"
Karl waves.
"Nothing much, just here to practice with fizz."
Jess nods.
"Cool. If you need me fizz, I'll be in my room."
Fizz smiles and nods.
She walks off, and Karl hums.
"Funny how the sister is the best parent."
Fizz rolls his eyes and leads Karl into his room.
"Alright, so, what should we start with?"
"Motion, obviously."
They start putting together their stuff.
"So, who was that guy?"
"What guy?"
"The one you were talking to."
"Oh, that was Nathan, I guess. He just kinda came over and sat down."
Fizz frowns.
"He could be bad news. Be aware."
Karl snickers.
"Yeah, I'm sure he's gonna be soooooo bad. Let's just see how he is."
Fizz shrugs.
"How are we gonna tune...?"
Fizz blinks.
"Uh... I have no idea."
"Should we both just tune to b flat?"
"I guess..."
They quickly tune.
"I heard there was a dance coming up."
Fizz scoffs.
"Yeah, no. Those things are so pointless."
Karl nods.
"Still, it's a nice place to meet people."
"Since when do you care about meeting people?"
"Never, I'm just saying."
"Uh-huh."
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( Zodiac ) ( January 23rd ) ( 14 )
Zodiac sneaks a glance at Nathan, who's taking notes.
"I'm gonna get you, you fucker..."
He taps his desk.
"But what to do..."
He opens his notebook, and writes down a few ideas.
-overly elaborate prank
-frame him for something he didn't do
-sabotage a graded assignment
-wait for the right moment
Zodiac hums in annoyance.
"Nothing really sticking out. Maybe I should see if Nathan has some sort of weakness..."
He looks at Nathan again.
Nathan is currently trying to close his notebook, but is having problems due to one of the spines being out of line.
Zodiac frowns.
"The spine you idiot..."
Nathan struggles some more.
"It's the fucking spine...!"
Nathan is trying to strangle a book now, and is slamming it on his desk.
Zodiac growls.
"FIX THE DAMN SPINE!"
Everyone in class turns torward him.
He blinks.
Nathan looks at his notebook.
"Oh, yeah, the spine's out of place."
Zodiac slams his head into his desk.
The teacher walks over to his desk and taps his shoulder.
Zodiac looks up.
The teacher hands him a detention slip.
"Disrupting class is not tolerated, zodiac."
Zodiac groans, grabs the slip, and walks out the door.
He stops in the middle of the hallway.
"He's oblivious to small details."
Zodiac chuckles.
"Oh, I think I have an idea..."
He grins.
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( Aurie ) ( February 1st ) ( 14 )
Aurie and Lily are making out.
Ever since they first met, they've looked for every opportunity to excuse themselves from class and meet each other in the bathroom.
Today's excuse was food poisoning. Which, ironically, was completely believable due to several octopi reporting that the drinks in the cafeteria were spoiled.
They separate and look at each other lustfully, panting.
"You're so hot. I'm so glad I met you..."
Aurie grins.
"Lily, I get aroused just by looking at you!"
They start making out again, practically shoving themselves into each other.
They hear the door open, and they both stop. They've had this happen before, but no one ever found them.
whoever walked in walks into a stall, does her business, washes her hands, and leaves.
Aurie peeks out from under the door.
"All clear."
Lily licks her lips and pulls her pants down, exposing herself for Aurie, who turns around and smiles.
"Let's make this quick, we don't want to be gone for too long."
Lily nods.
Aurie bends herself down and goes to work, and Lily covers her mouth with her hands to silence her moans.
Aurie moves her tounge around as fast as possible, while rubbing herself over her clothes.
Lily closes her eyes tightly, and a moan makes it through her hands.
Aurie keeps going for a little while longer, with Lily's moans getting harder and harder to cover.
Lily finally cums, and she moans extremely loudly, and it echos around the bathroom.
Aurie picks her head up and looks at the door.
"No one come in... No one come in..."
The door doesn't open.
Aurie sighs in relief.
"We need to find a better way to cover those sexy moans of yours..."
Lily is panting heavily.
"You think my moans are sexy?"
Aurie smiles, and grabs Lily in a kiss.
They break apart after a moment.
"Everything about you is sexy."
Lily pants again, and kisses Aurie.
This kiss lasts far longer then the others.
They break apart.
Lily hugs Aurie.
"This has been the best couple of months ever!"
Aurie hugs her back.
"I feel the same way."
Lily let's her go and pulls her pants up.
"Wait, didn't they say lesbians don't have the normal sexual energy?"
Aurie nods.
"We must be different..."
Lily bites her lip.
"I still feel so horny..."
Aurie pulls out her phone.
"Let me try looking it up."
She types "lesbians with a lot of sexual energy?".
She looks at the results.
"I think I found something."
Lily looks at the phone.
"It is possible for lesbians to have immense amounts of sexual energy due to their bodies being confused. This condition is usually called 'sex fever'."
Aurie puts her phone away.
"I guess we're the special ones."
Lily chuckles.
"I suppose. I guess we should head back now, right?"
Aurie nods.
They start making out again.
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( Arron ) ( February 10th ) ( 14 )
Arron lands face first onto the concrete outside his apartment.
"Ow."
"You...alright?"
Arron looks up.
A girl is staring down at him.
The girl herself seems concerned, but her demeanor screams wanting to just move on.
Arron stands up and brushes himself off, turning around and looking at his open window.
"Uh... Yeah. That was a bit more of a fall then I expected..."
The girl shrugs.
"You're... Arron, right?"
Arron nods.
"You wanna come with me to the park? It's nice this time of day."
Arron raises an eyebrow.
"Uh, I don't know you?"
The girl puts her hand out.
"Samantha. I'm in three of your classes."
Arron blinks.
"Oh. Uh, sorry. I'm not exactly the social type."
He shakes her hand.
"Yeah, I know. You're the higher social type."
Arron groans.
"Please don't rope me in with my parents."
Sam chuckles.
"If you say so. C'mon, the park is just waiting there."
They start walking.
"So."
She blows a bubble with her gum.
"Why'd you jump out your window?"
"Over-nagging parents."
Sam nods.
"Been there. Private school has never been my thing."
Arron snickers.
"No kidding."
They pass under the archway with the park name on it.
"This is a nice place..."
Sam smiles.
"I come here every night. For a single reason."
She grabs Arron and pulls him into a side path.
Arron recovers from the sudden turn and looks up.
"Holy shit."
The sun is shining through the formation of trees at just the right point, creating a perfect shade of orange and purple, shining through the park.
Sam sighs.
"I love this. You chop down one of these trees, and the result won't be the same."
Arron stands gaping at the sight, before collapsing onto the ground.
Sam sits down next to him.
"It's great, right?"
Arron stutters nonsense.
Sam elbows him.
He grimaces and turns to her.
"You should come out more often."
Arron grins.
"Oh, I will."
He looks torward the dusklight again.
"But...how?"
Sam frowns.
"Hmm. I think I can help you with that."
Arron looks at her again.
"How...?"
Sam huffs.
"My parents are looking for a tutor for me. You any good at History?"
Arron smiles.
"You know, I think my parents would appreciate helping the 'lower class'."
Sam chuckles.
"So we got a plan then?"
"I guess we do."
Arron turns towards the light again.
"How long do we stay here?"
Sam shrugs.
"However long the sun stays in the right spot."
Just she says it, the sun moves down, snuffing the light out.
"Damn. Well, I guess I'll be heading home then."
Arron nods.
"Shall we see about the tutoring tomorrow?"
"Of course. See you then!"
She walks off, waving.
Arron smiles.
"Was definitely worth the sneak out."
He gets up and starts walking away.