I'm just kidding...tape two (:3) [shoulda seen your faces :P]
I fell asleep right when my head hit the pillow.
I heard my door bust open and automatically jumped out of bed and grabbed the knife under my pillow. I ended up getting tangled in my sheets and got a cut on my wrist. Oh great.
"Hay Hay Hay, darlin'," Iggy cheered but cut off by his sharp intake of breath, "I always knew you were a...closet emo." He gasped at me. "How could you? Is it because of me? Huh? Is it because I wouldn't pay child support for little Pablo and his llama of a mother?"
"She...was—er...is a llama, Iggy," I sighed. "And no, I'm not a closet emo. So, my question is: Why did you bust into my room at-" I glanced at the clock then resumed, "-5:23 AM?"
"Oh, Nudge and Ella said something about you wanting a make-over (which I didn't believe) and asked me to open up the room for them," He said casually. Only he could act casual after barging in at 5:23 AM.
"Whatever, I'm gonna go shower and get ready for the make-over," I groaned and sat up after untangling my legs from the sheets.
"Yeah, I'm gonna go make some waffles," He waved behind him and walked out the door barely hanging by its hinges. I got up and made my way to Ella's room to see what was awaiting me. I saw a sign on the door that said:
Max, go take a shower and dry off—hair included. Then, go put on the clothes we left on the bed; when you're done, go to the make-up room next door, and we'll give you a make over.
Okie-dokie. I followed the directions and started to run the water for a shower. After I showered, I slipped into her room to find a pair of skinny jeans, white Converse with random doodles on them, and a gray, long-sleeved sweater top. I easily slipped them on and made my way down the hall to the 'make-up room'. Deep breaths, Max. Stay calm and relax. I took one last breath before stepping into the room.
"Okay, Ella, we need to hurry up and get this finished with. School's gonna start soon," Nudge said, quickly grabbing a hair brush and a box of make-up. She pointed at the chair waiting for my butt to make contact with it before going to 'edit' my face.
Er...I maybe a girl, but I have no friggin Idea how a make-over goes. Uh..unless you count turning your face into a hideous monster with your best friend lol, so MAKE-OVER
I looked into the mirror and was awe struck by how I looked. Ella and Nudge had straightened my hair and added make-up where it was needed to make my features show even more.
"Thanks guys," I hugged them before heading downstairs to eat some waffles and walk to school. Iggy was changed and his hair was styled instead of shaggy like it was this morning. I guys we're all going to school as Cullen's today. Even though I looked nice, nothing was changed under it. I scarfed down waffle after waffle until the plate was clean.
"After you malady," Iggy bowed while opening the door for me. Speaking of doors,
"Iggy, you gotta fix my door after school," I walked past him as I heard him sigh. "Here pony, pony." Igs walked in front of me and helped me get onto his back.
"Leggo!" I called. He started singing.
"YELLOW MODEL CHICK. YELLOW BOTTLE SIPPIN'. YELLOW LAMBORGHINI. YELLOW TOP MISSIN'. YEAH YEAH! THAT SH-" I ggy was cut off by a throat clearing.
"Ahem, Ms, Mr, Please do not use profanity on school property," The lady with the glasses gave us a pointed look before walking away. Iggy purposely dropped me and I yelped "SHIT!" She turned around and glared at us. Jesus, who put a bee in your undies? I huffed and hopped back onto Iggy. We went through our normal routines, except I got more attention than usual from what I was wearing.
Lunch was pretty awesome. They were giving out nachos drenched in melted cheese. AKA heaven...well besides bacon.
Iggy and I were the first people in line as we glopped crap loads of nachos onto our plates and started cutting large pieces of cake. Once our butts hit the chair, we startled shoveling food into our mouths like there was no tomorrow. Well, there might not be...seeing as though it's 2012. (I don't believe in that 'we're gonna die' crap. Just using it in the story! (:)
I was too busy eating to notice someone was about to dump nachos on my head. Once it made contact I jumped up from my seat. I saw Lissa smirking. The other new kid with black hair was standing there with his try in hand, nachos on my head.
"What the heck?" I shouted at him. He winced before starting to apologize. I ignored him and ran off to the bathroom to clean off my hair. Once I looked into the mirror, I saw that my sweater and make-up was ruined. Great, just great. Nudge came rushing into the bathroom with Ella trailing behind her.
"Don't worry! We thought of the worse case scenarios and brought extra clothes!" Nudge pulled out a short sleeves shirt that said 'That's what she said!'. I laughed before puling off the sweater top and slipped on the short sleeved shirt and pulled on a homemade hoodie with chibi version of me, Iggy, Nudge, and Ella on it. Alright then. Ella and Nudge helped me remove and wash all the cheese out of my hair and dried it with a towel from their bag.
"Thanks guys. You totally saved my life; I owe you guys one," I thanked them again before leaving the bathroom. Iggy was waiting for me to come out of the bathroom, and we returned to the Cafeteria together. Nudge came in after and joined us with Angel and Gazzy at the table.
"Alright Alright!" The principal tested out the Mic. "Okay! Settle down! Kids, we are passing around slips of paper for each person." Everyone nodded, "Okay, well then, everyone has a slip of paper, I'll tell you what it means! Well, each person will write their very own individual random costume that comes to mind. Once you have it written down, we'll have each person come up, randomly draw a slip, and then announce it to everyone. Got it?" the cafeteria chorused 'Yeahs'.
I sat there thinking of something write on my slip. Hm...what are the possibilities of Lissa getting my card? 1/100000? Hey, who cares. I scribbled down the first thing that came to mind. The secretary scurried past me as I slipped the paper into the basket.
"Tales 1-10, please line up!" The principal pointed to our direction. We got up and hopped in line. The popular kids were up first. The cafeteria waited for one of them to hop up on stage. The black haired kid was up first. He dipped his hand into the basket and pulled out a slip. He cleared his throat and read into the microphone.
"Uh..dear lucky person, you are a vampire...Love, Iggy-poo," He clapped and whistled loudly. Well, then. We all signed our slips to know who wrote it.
Lissa hopped up after,strutting like she owned the stage. She put her manicured hand into the basket and withdrew her hand. He shrieked loud enough for the microphone to pick up from 5 feet away. "OH MY GOSH! I FREAKING EMO? UGH! I HATE MY LIFE!"
"Is that what it says?" The principal asked. She looked down at the slip and read:
Lucky you, you're an emo :3 -love Gazzy
Haha, we didn't tell each other what we wrote so it would be a surprise. Dylan stepped up and pulled out the slip with a cocky grin that fell right when he read it. "Uh...a bunny to match the carrot, lots of love, Angel." It's like she could manipulate the answers to make sure he got that one. Whoa...that'd be freaky...
Angel stepped up to the plate and read off her slip. "You are a...Devil, love Ella dearest! Wow...ironic huh?" Our group started laughing at the irony in her costume. Nudge replaced Angel and excitedly pulled out a slip.
"You are a Fashion-Diva queen Love Nudge! YAY! I got my own!" Nudge squealed and walked down the steps to us. Ella went up and pulled out her slip and read it. "Ur mom. Uh...Okay, You misspelled 'You're' by the way." It was funny, because she was an exact copy of mom. Iggy walked up the stage with his chin held high and pulled out the slip. He didn't glance at it once before he walked up to the microphone and opened it up, getting ready to read it.
"You, my good friend, are a Gay Disco-er, Love Max! Oh...I got a go-! WHOA, WHAT!" Iggy sighed and walked down the stairs over to me. "That's gonna cost you two piggy-backs, man. That was low," He groaned and rubbed his eyes. I walked up the stage and pulled out a piece of paper and gagged at the perfume sprayed over it. Smells like...Lissa. (BLEHK)
"You're a slut, not that you weren't before. Well, this was for Max but you're unnlucky if you aren't her, sorry. Lovely Lissa...Uh, Does this mean I'm lucky? Y'know since I got it?" I asked Lissa. She was smirking at me. She wants me to be a slut? Okay...I'll be a sexy slut.
"You're a little trooper, Dylan," read Gazzy. Well, that was our group. The rest went up and read their slips before the principal announced the ending.
"Well, Okay. So here's the thing. We did a secret poll of wh would be King and Queen for the Halloween dance coming up this Friday! Certain people got polls and certain people didn't. So King is...James Griffiths!" People clapped their hands. Lissa was practically peeing her pants, thinking she would get the crown as queen. Oh no, you are not winning that easily.
"And the Queen is...Lissa Monday.." He was cut of by her screeching.
"OMG! DID YOU HEAR FANG? WE'RE MEANT TO BE! WE CAN GO TO THE DANCE TOGETHER!"
"-And Maximum Ride."
"WAIT WHAT?" Both Lissa and I screamed out together. "Nooo, there has to be a mistake. I mean, why would I get voted?"
"Yeah, what she said," Lissa pointed at me.
"A vote is a vote, girls. So, clean up your trash and head off to 7th period! See you at the dance Friday!" He turned off the microphone and hobbled down the steps with his left limp.
Great...Nominated to be Halloween Queen, have to dress like that (Que point at Lissa), and wear make-up. I guess your luck ran out when you picked up Lissa's slip, Max. Pity.
MMM...surprised? yeah, no? Hmmmmmmm? Lol, Anyways, I hope you guys liked it er...question is: Are you a girl or a guy? Girl/guy would you rather stay your gender or switch? And why? Uh...i would be a guy, cuz then I wouldn't have to deal with Cramps, PMS, birth, etc etc of the womanly type lol. OH! AND I HATE YOU REVIEWERS WITH NO ACCOUNTS! I CANT REPLY TO THEM D: I really wanna reply to your comments! PLEASE PLEASE! Try to make an account or borrow a friend's account. In the meantime, Thanks you anon reviewers! And non-anon reviewers lol.