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Sorry I took so long to update, I was busy arguing with myself If I'm still gonna continue =.= But I thought of a good plot for this, so that means the other side of me won. XD Don't know which side though. So the only problem now is the time I'm going to write the chapters. -" Haha. Anyway, I won't keep you guys waiting any longer.

And since their names are humanized, don't worry if you get confused on their names, I'll be giving hints.

Enjoy! ...Be sure to read the author's note below later. :3


[Francis' POV]

It was another day of school and just like any other day, everybody groans when Mr. Popperson enters the class. As jolly as he was to us his students, he kept on talking about his only son, Cory. And there this other time he brought him along to work letting us meet him. He's awfully cute really, but the little guy always went through a lot of accidents every time. I can now understand why Mr. Popperson would greet us in a depressing way in some mornings.

"Good morning class, I hope you're all ready to learn today." The ginger-headed teacher cheered brightly. Heh, I guess little Cory's far from accidents this week. "Now open your textbooks to page 146 where we will..."

His voice faded as I wandered off a bit. Everybody groaned again at the same time, seeing some of my friends with scowling faces. I spotted Genevieve hiding her phone in the book that was standing right up, I'm guessing Petunia was her text mate. I couldn't confirm since she was somewhere behind me. Genevieve was one of the 'It Girl's of the school, pink fluffy short hair that bounces off and pink fluttering eyes makes the guys take a nosebleed. But not me, no. I was not interested in those stuff, yeah. I was...interested in men..no matter how gay and pathetic that sounds..

But I wouldn't want that to leak out in the entire campus. That would friekin ruin my reputation.

"Francis, if you're done making faces at the window can you please read aloud the next passage for us?" I jolted up while he shot a playful glare at me, along with some snickers and giggles from the class.

"Ahh, right. Sorry..." I stood with my back ever so straight, lifting up my book. Thank god I heard the last sentence, it's enough for me to know what lines should be read.

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet…" I breathe.

"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name.

Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love

And I'll no longer be a Capulet."

What the hell? For a second there, did I just saw Ethan's face? . Erase. ERASE!

I blushed at the last sentence, covering my face with my tiny textbook as everyone giggled and chuckled. And of course, the main culprit-Mr. Popperson was most delighted. Geez, they like to make of fun me don't they?

"Quite excellent as ever Francis." He clasp his hands together, I was always his favorite when it comes to poetry and recitation. My diction and wording are very clear and precise, as they would say. "..Now if you guys are finished laughing , I suggest you turn to the next page-"

I sunk down in my chair sloppily. I maybe the top in this class, but due to my naive-ness they would always pick on me. Good thing it was just minor bullying. I sighed went back to listening...

¤=Recess=¤

I went up to my locker, after a dreadful lecture from Mr. Laurence left me drained. That blue moose couldn't just shut up and stop himself from creating a mess. Why did they hire him really? I opened my locker and swung it open, and a pile of envelopes and folded papers in the color of pink, blue, and violet fell flying down on the floor. 'What the heck?'

"Ooh, looks like another batch of Frany's love letters? And they sure are many this time." A snickering blonde rested his arm on my shoulder.

"...Another day, another batch of desperate girls using desperate measures, not to mention they multiply.." A skeptical and boring voice oozed from the other side, a small, spiky red-headed male added.

"Chad, Finn. Shut up and help me get them into a bag.." I shrugged. One just chuckled and the other groaned.

"You know Frany, you should really go with the flow here..I mean, they're coming to you ! Why the hell ignore them?" Chad beamed while picking up the letters, along with that cheeky name he calls me. What is up with people calling me with weird nicknames?

"Uh-huh. Nothing good can come from that. Francis knows better right?" Finn nagged and looked at me with a smirk. I just nodded and smiled. Honestly, I didn't really care.

"What? How boring! You're missing the fun! I mean look at me!" He dramatically held his hand up and the other on his chest.

"My point exactly Chad." The red-head dryly said, the blonde glared back. I chuckled looking at them.

Chad and Finn are the best of friends way back in kindergarten, I met them back in middle school and gradually liked their company. Chad is more of a...how should I put this..? He's not much of a girl magnet, but a girl chaser. Yeah, that blonde never gets tired to please girls. Finn told me about a hundred stories and how he failed, cried, and get the girl. We even got dragged into one of his crazy schemes just showing off with them. I swear that guy is gonna get himself in a more stupid situation someday..

Finn is another thing, he's quiet yet a big pessimist. He always contradict Chad's ways, probably because he doesn't want him to get into trouble, but that red-head never admits it. The first time I met him, I see him as a shy one, always behind Chad's shadow. He doesn't like to be in a spotlight, but why does he sticks around with that flamboyant blonde?

These two are complete opposites, yet they get along very well. Something I like about them.

After putting the letters in the bag, I threw it back in my locker, closing it and we headed to the cafeteria.

"..Sheesh, it's too early have my locker getting harassed." I wonder how they got all those papers slipped in?

"Well then, get ready for the second batch!" Chad chuckled.

"...Sheesh, France.." Finn shrugged, and again with another nickname. "Why don't you just get a girlfriend? Then everything would be solve!" He waved his hand sideways.

I kind of jerked up when he brought that idea, I have thought of that a looong time ago. I never wanted to even go there. Nope, too troublesome. I don't even want to retort..

"Whaaaaat?" Chad gagged with his bright blue eyes wide at Finn's yellow ones. "Since when did you knew these things?" Chad joked as he put his arm around the red head, choking him to death. I opened the door to the cafeteria and went in.

"..Since you spoiled my mind back when we were six!" He slapped Chad's hands away from him but he wouldn't let go. He may act cool around the guys, but he could never put an act infront of any girl. "Stop being so clingy!"

I chuckled a bit loudly. "Calm down Finn. Let him be, sooner or later he'll definitely-"

"Chady-poo~!" A high-pitched voice sang. All three of us turned our heads to the direction where the voice came from. We saw a girl running towards us, her short pink hair was just aligned with her chin, her long eyelashes brings out her green sparkling eyes. She has a huge ribbon on her head. Ah, it's Genevieve.

"Jenny-poo~!" Chad quickly let go of Finn, pushing him towards me. The blonde quickly raised his arms sideways, waiting for the girl to come landing in his arms. And she did so, hugging him ever so tightly. While I safely caught Finn by his arms.

"Gotcha. You okay?" Looking down on the red-headed pessimist, he raised his head up to me with a shocked expression.

"I-i'm fine." He quickly pulled himself away from me, dusting off his clothes. He glared at Chad. Chad noticed him and grins.

"Forgive me, my love needs me." He turned to Genevieve and gave her a soft and intimate stare, and she just giggled and blush. "Catch you later guys!"

"Bye Frany! Finny!" Genevieve gave us a sweet smile and wave then walked away.

"Bye.." I smiled and waved back.

"'My love needs me', BLEH!" Finn mimicked him, in such a off-tuned voice. "Love my ASS." He turned to me with a displeased face.

"..Bitter much?"

"Shut up. As if you got a girlfriend." Finn snapped, while I just chuckled.

"Come on Finn. You couldn't blame him, after all what he's been through to get that girl.." We started to walk away from that area and went to look for a seat.

"No. After all what WE'VE been through. Do you remember what ridiculous things he made us do?" He would call us in the middle of the night to ask what he should wear, do or answer to Genevieve's innocent questions. Not to mention he made us do his homework, cleaning duties and other horrible stuffs you can think of.

"Calm down, he did thank us a million times." I defended calmly. "..To even hug and kiss you on the cheek wasn't enough for you?"

He turned away, did he just blushed? "Shut up! That was so not cool!"

"Hey guys! Over here!" We turned our heads to a boy waving his arms at us. Finn hurriedly went to seat beside them as I followed him quietly.

"Yo Tristan." Finn snickered as they did their secret handshakes. The purple haired boy chuckled, his eyes were same color with his hair only darker. And if you noticed, he's got some freckles on his cheeks, you can see he has braces when he grins.

I silently sat down on the edge of the table, and Finn sat beside Tristan across.

"So what's the crisis? Finn looks pissed." The guy beside me asked me, sucking on a lollipop. I glanced at Finn for a minute, he was busy talking to Tristan so he didn't hear Neil.

"...My best guess would be..." I looked for the right words. Knowing Neil, he'd get everything wrong. "...It was about Chad's girlfriend." I don't think I said the right words didn't I? Oh well, sorry Finn...

Neil blinked for a few times. "...Finny's gay?" He tilted his head.

Finn almost choked on his juice box and glared at Neil, actually both of us. But where'd he get the juice box?

"What did you say?" He shot a glare aggressively, I can feel Tristan was very tense being near the red-head.

"Want some chocolate?" The porcupine was already standing up and leaning to Neil, and surprisingly he just handed him a chocolate bar like he didn't noticed how menacing Finn look. Bravo Neil, bravo..

Finn stared at him for a while, then quickly grabbed the bar and sat down with a frown on his face, opening the wrapper.

Here's another part of my circle of friends; Neil and Tristan. We just met them this school year in highschool.

"Hihihi! Chocolate!" Neil mocked Finn while wiggling his head.

Neil has a messy green hair with yellow highlights on his bangs, pairing it up with his natural mismatched eyes of green and yellow eyes. He has this candy cane earrings, and he'd always wear his worn-out jacket-which we tried SO hard to keep it in place on his shoulders-that hangs down loosely on his elbow. He has a grey tank top for the inside, and I wonder why he has this spiky collar? Some fashion trend I guess. Anyway, there's not much to know about him except he's practically labeled 'freak' of the class. Everyone has a weirdo in his/her class, well if you got none...then I think you're the weirdo. [[A/N: -insert trollface here- xD]]I don't know much about him but ever since he transfer here he's been tailing me like a lost dog. On how we came to be friends, well.. That's another story.

Tristan, on the other hand...

"Hey Tristan, look in a mirror." Finn boringly stared at him.

"W-what? W-why?"

"..Just look."

"GAAH! Damn it!" Once he stared not long enough to see his face at his pocket mirror (which he carries everywhere) he rushed of the bathroom.

"..What's wrong?" I asked.

"..His zits getting visible." He continues to drink his juice box.

"...Hey, where'd you get that?" I've been really itching to get one of those..

Not many know his name, but they definitely know him by face. And eventually they got him the nickname Purple, some call him Gay. But I didn't really pay attention to those. To the other people he was thought as a geek, but once you get to know him he's actually pretty sharp at things. He's thoughtful, a bit paranoid at times and he's secretive. And at most times he's being bipolar, you can never know how many dark secrets he has in him...

He's in the same grade as us, but not in the same class though. He's in class B, Mr Laurence's advisory class. Surprisingly, he's in good terms with Mr. Laurence. A teacher with blue hair with green highlights and blue green eyes. From my point of view, he's not very good at his job. What kind of teacher includes a topic making a sandwich that tastes like a human heart during PE class? And sooner or later he'll hurt one of his students unintentionally. I really don't get the guy. But in Tristan's view was, a whole lot different. Well, I guess Mr. Laurence got some secrets of his own as well..

After recess we head to Sr. Raymond's art class, and a few more classes went by and this day was about to end...

Popperson was of course our last subject teacher, since we are his homeroom class. I was scribbling on my notebook when I felt a tap on my desk.

"Psst..Hey!" The guy behind me whispered eagerly in my ear, but I ignored it.

"Hey!" He called again.

I made sure was facing our back while writing on the chalkboard. "..What?" I whispered back, taking a quick look at him. It was Chad.

"Can I borrow your notes?" I can feel he was grinning behind me. So I silently lend the notebook. It took a while for him to poke me again.

"Hey!"

"What?"

"...This is yesterday's lessons!"

"Yeah and?"

"..."

I felt he was glaring at me. I tried to hold back my laugh. "...What?"

"...Damn it man, how do you stay on top?"

I chuckled lightly and took back my notebook. That made me think. I never actually wanted this popularity, it's a very complicated world. Mom told me it was a place where you can't trust anyone. She sure knows her way around that area. But Ethan told me-

Yeah, he told me. It was him.

...It was because of Ethan.

I sighed deeply.

When will I stop this madness of mine?

-END-


Do I suck or what?

So there are nine new characters I introduced, hopefully I did well at describing them. ~o~ Though there are some that I didn't seem to give hint on who they are. Don't worry, you'll know them soon enough.

Btw, I kinda need 3-5 ocs. Humanized. =O= They may not come up for the later chapters but don't worry. They will soon enough. You can put any love interests, enemies, backgrounds etc. But again, it's humanized so make it a little realistic since Flippy's no 14 year old soldier here and a crazy lunatic who talks to himself, as well as the others. And especially, Mr. Pickles isn't gonna be a huge pickle butler here..pfft. Anyway, you get the message.

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