Sorry for the SLOW update. I've been busy…having writer's block. I'm back now and I actually decided not to have a beta reader beta read this chapter because I chose to crack out my three different grammar books for some tips on my writing. Also, I feel proud of this chapter! :D Don't worry, CottonCandy57, I'll have you beta the next chapter. ^^ I hope I did a good job. I know I'll find mistakes in the chapter later and will have to fix it. It happens all the time. Anyways, now to disclaimers. There's a LOT of them. Iris, take it away!
Iris: XxFlamingSnowxX owns all the characters in the story except for the mentioned Aisaka Taiga from Toradora. She gives credit for using Kristen Stewart's name. She also gives credit for the mentioning of Hulk, the Cheshire cat, the song 'Safe and Sound by Capital Cities', the song 'When I'm Sixty-Four by The Beatles', and the mention of the awesome movie, 'The Breakfast Club'. Oh, and Snow has told me that she'll give you a free virtual cookie if you can figure out what line was used from the movie 'Pooh's Heffalump Movie'. And yes, she says that Winnie the Pooh is actually still cool to her.
Hey! It is, I swear! Anywho, please enjoy~
Each girl was on top of a desk, swinging their feet back and forth. They were pondering on where to begin since everyone was stumped at that moment. The silence was so awkward that even Aurora or Iris didn't dare to speak. After minutes of silence, Aurora eventually spoke up, making the girls spring up in astonishment.
"So…what do you guys want to talk about?" The teens shrug their shoulders, except for 'The Quiet One,' as Almira nicknamed her. Iris must've had a light bulb go off in her head because a smirk spreads across her face as she leaps off the desk up and raises her hands out to her sides like when you do 'jazz hands'.
"How about we introduce ourselves?" Murmurs of agreement echoes in the classroom as Aurora stands up on top of the desk she was sitting on a few seconds ago. She flashes out a pose a famous superstar would pull off on the red carpet. At that moment, you could've imagined blue streaks down each girl's head and a sweat drop.
"Great idea! Let's start with you with the black-blue hair." She grins as she points at Almira. Her eyes dilate, not expecting to be picked out first. She points to herself and questions if she was talking about her. "Who else has a hair color like yours in this room? Come on! Just stand up on your desk and introduce yourself. Like your name, age, where you're from, and other interesting things about you." After her spiel, she leaps down from her desk. Almira gulps and stands up on her desk. Everyone peers up at her, some eager to learn. Then, there were others that really didn't care.
"Um…Hi. My name is Almira and I am sixteen years old. I'm from Copenhagen, Denmark and like to play the clarinet." Almira hastily gets off the desk and sits back on it. Iris wasn't impressed with her introduction since her expression clearly indicates so. She had a better expression than Kristen Stewart could ever pull off in a movie.
"Oh come on, Almira! There has to be more interesting things about you. Please tell us more!" Almira really wanted this detention to end so badly. She despised being stuck in a classroom with a bunch of insane teenage girls. She felt that the sane girls in the room were her and the nerdy chick with the glasses. Almira pulls off a suitable fake smile as she stands back up on the desk.
"I am a transfer student and this is my first year in this country. I excel in all of my classes so far and plan to go to college. I enjoy hanging out with friends." Almira stays there like a statue, waiting for someone to command her to sit down like a soldier going through first day of basic training. That opportunity didn't come just yet.
"Interesting…Just remember, Dane. We will get more information out of you." Iris glares at Almira as she orders her to get down. Her glare felt like a bunch of needles shot at her, but she wasn't intimidated by her, since it's difficult to have a serious expression when your eyes move to her breasts every five seconds.
'Dane…seriously?!' Almira grumbles to herself as she gets down from the desk. "Who's going next?" She demands as they all gaze at each other. This time, the forest-green eyed girl raises her hand slightly.
"Alright, I guess you can go." The said girl hops up onto her desk, grinning from ear to ear. She flattens her clothing down and tucks a few strands of long, curly chestnut brown hair back behind her ear. Her emerald-green eyes sparkle and gleam from the light above.
"My name is Evelyn and I am from Oslo, Norway. I am sixteen and I enjoy going out to parties. Don't worry; I never drink when I'm there. I also play percussion, but mainly drums." Almira didn't believe she never drank at parties. She still kept up with her acceptable faux smile, nonetheless. Evelyn jumps off, her skirt flying up to the point where you could clearly see her pink panties. 'I didn't want to see that!' Almira shakes her head as she goes back to her innocent look.
"Really!? That's so cool! Now, I'll tell you about myself," Aurora announces to them like she was announcing a huge band about to perform. She puts one leg up onto a chair and pushes herself up to get onto her desk. She clears her throat.
"As you all may know by now, my name is Aurora. I am sixteen and I was originally from the outskirts of Oslo, but I now live closer to the city center because of my father's job. I've been going to this school for about two years now and there are some good and bad things about this school. The good things are…" She kept babbling on and on. She finally glances down and notices bored expressions plastered on each girl's face. She purses her lips, pouting like a child not getting her way. "So I'll tell you a fun fact about myself. I play the electric guitar. I also play acoustic at times, but practice mainly on the electric." Some of the sophomores/juniors looked interested in what was coming out of the Norwegian's mouth. The left side of her red painted lips tugs upward, creating a sinister smirk of approval. Confusion was easily read from each audience member. The scarlet haired teen scans the room at each individual. Her multi-colored eyes caught chocolate brown eyes and she knew this one was interesting to her. She hops off the desk and walks over to Irene. Aurora was like a skyscraper compared to the petite girl. Irene had one thing in common with Almira. They didn't want to get into this situation. But, they were pretty much forced into this without their approval. Irene must've thought this wasn't the right time to argue because she looks up, face-to-face, at Aurora.
"It's your turn!" The crimson haired chick's eyes glint as she points to Irene. Irene was not even slightly intimidated by the redhead. At least not what her expression tells Almira. She just glares at her, looking like she was mentally cussing at her. The petite teen averts her gaze and uses the chair to push herself up onto the desk.
"Hi…My name is Irene and I'm from a small town called Lindeburg. It's just outside of Oslo if you never heard of it. Am I done yet?" She asks with much irritation. Iris glares at her, but Irene glares back with much force. The atmosphere became turbulent and Almira shudders at this.
"No, you're not done! Just tell us a bit more and then you're done," Aurora spat at her. Irene rolls her eyes. You could've sworn she was as so aggravated that it put Hulk to shame.
"I'm fifteen and I enjoy playing the bass guitar," She mumbles as she hastily gets down. Almira peeks beside her to the nerdy chick. Her head hung low. It was probably from the very thought of being the center of attention. Not everybody likes being in the center. Especially her! Almira honestly felt bad for the girl. She gets her mind off of 'four-eyes' and she focuses her attention back to Irene, who plops herself back up onto the desk. She averts her indigo-eyes away from her since she didn't feel like getting into a fight for nothing. Almira heard a whisper that she could make out very well. It was from Evelyn. She knew this could be horrible…
"She also enjoys beating people up for no apparent reason, too." Evelyn snickers at her own statement. If Almira could hear it from in front of her a few feet away, Irene could clearly hear that from a few desks down from her. She was right! The brown-eyed girl shoves herself off the desk. Her eyes blaze as she walks closer and closer to Evelyn. She had the expression of an extremely pissed off Aisaka Taiga from Toradora. You don't want to mess with someone like her! At this time, she was just inches away from her face.
"Say that again to me, bitch!" She snarls as her right hand forms a fist. She raises it, getting ready to deliver a blow to her face, but she felt something holding her back. She turns back to face whoever stopped her, and her eyes widen. She couldn't believe her eyes-it was the nerdy girl! Everyone gasps at the brainiac girl as her head hung low, her face being shadowed. Irene drew her hand away and grumbles curse words under her breath. She begins to speak, but was very quiet.
"I'm getting really angry at almost all of you. Iris just wanted everyone to get to know each other so that the next two hours wouldn't be awkward. Look at the outcome of this!" She lifts her head up, her face burning up with anger. "You made fun of someone else and got a rise out of them! What if they did the same to you, huh? You should think before you speak. Now can we please continue this without a fight?" She walks back over to her desk and gets on it. Silence filled the room as Iris was trying to find something to say.
"U-Um…Well, I guess I'll go then. You can be last if you would like." The hazel-eyed girl nods her head slowly as Iris proceeds to introduce herself.
"Well, you might know me, you might not. But, if you don't, I'll explain. My name is Iris and I'm from a place called Smestad, Norway. I love to sing! I'm actually pretty good at it, not to brag." Yeah, they all thought she was bragging. "I swear I'm good. I've been told by my family, friends, and our music teacher, Ms. Rich. Maybe one day you'll hear me sing." Everyone kept their comments to themselves, which is a good thing in this case. Iris sits down on the desk. Now it was the last girl's turn! Finally, Almira will figure out her name. Her head was low as she hesitates to get onto the desk. She did so and she speaks below a whisper. They could barely make out a word she was saying! Iris spoke up,
"Forgive me for interrupting you, but could you please speak up. We can't hear you." She looks at them with an innocent look and nods her head. She goes back to the beginning of her intro.
"My name is Emilie and I'm from Svaldbard, Norway. I…I enjoy playing the trumpet and going to the library to read and study." Go figure. That wasn't surprising at all. Emilie's cheeks were dusted red as she gets down. Poor, poor girl! Iris stands on the floor this time, creating a new subject to talk about.
"Wow, you all seem like…nice people," She hesitates as she looks down at Irene. In return, Iris received a death glare. She continues without further ado, "How in the world did you guys get detention?" Everyone glances at each other to see who would be willing to go. To their surprise, Emilie stands up. Her face was back to a normal shade of color as she looks up that them. Iris sits down and signals her to go.
"Um…I was in the library during break and I was just reading some books I checked out. But, I was later told that the warning and tardy bell was broken in the library and I was in there for so long that I almost missed one of my classes! There was no one in the library since the librarian had a longer break and I'm usually the only one in the room during that time. When she came back, she noticed me reading. She asked me why I wasn't in class. I felt like I had a heart attack! She told me that class started about twenty five minutes ago. I started to freak out and ran there as fast as I could. When I got in, the teacher questioned me why I was late without a slip to indicate I was. I told her that I lost track of time. Then, she gave me after school detention. She's very harsh at stuff like that…" Emilie's head was hanging in shame. That really has to suck! To Almira's surprise, everyone was listening to the quiet girl. Without getting permission to speak, Irene stood up. She begins her story…
"A lot of you already saw what happened, but no one asked me why I did it. But, I'll tell you exactly what happened." She takes a deep breath, "It all started during break. I was talking with a girl named Bekka, which I really regret doing. She was the one that went up to me, first of all. Second, she knows I hate her, but she doesn't care. She just wanted to get a rise out of me." She looks to everyone and they all nod in agreement. "Anyway, she was telling me about her new boyfriend and how 'cute' and 'sweet' he is. I honestly don't care about her love-life. But, she kept babbling on and on. It got to the point where I asked her why she was telling me this. She told me, 'Because you don't have one. That explains that you are such a lowlife.' That's when my blood started boiling. I was spitting out mean things to her for payback. I even added some cuss words for more emphasis. But, she was pretending to be shocked so that she could get attention. That's when people started gathering around and telling us to fight. My mind was focused on her head being bashed since those words hurt like hell. So, without even thinking, I punched her straight in the jaw. It felt good until I realized what I had done. Bekka was taken to the nurse's office and I got after school detention. But, I have it for the rest of the week. At least that's better than being expelled in a way." Murmurs of agreement were heard from all of them. She sits back down and puts one of her legs on her knee, trying to cross them. She crosses her arms in the process. Evelyn jumps up.
"I might as well go! It all started during lunch. I was sitting at a table with a bunch of girls I know from tennis. We were talking and having a good conversation. Well, one of them decided to write a fake love letter and folded it into an airplane. I leaned over the lunch table to grab the plane to take a look at it, but the girl threw the paper towards another table before I could take it. A teacher saw this and went over to our table. The thing was that she accused me of throwing it. I argued back saying that I wasn't guilty and it was the other girl who threw it. No one stuck up and told the truth, but just sat there staring at us. As you may have guessed she didn't believe me and I continued arguing. But, she then told me I have after school detention." The chestnut-brown headed girl plops into her seat. The room was silent this time. Not even a peep was let out for a few moments. Suddenly, Aurora gets up.
"I got after school detention during art. I was painting a tree which was going to look realistic, but I messed up later on. Anyway, some guy came up behind me as I was painting and told me that my tree sucked. I turned around and flicked paint all over his face. He screamed and ran to the teacher to tattle-tale on me. Well, the teacher believed him and I pleaded to her that he made fun of my painting. She said I have after school detention and I continued painting my tree." Almira felt guilty for the girls who got detention in such a horrible way, since she got detention from something as stupid as talking. Being accused of something you didn't do was probably one of the worst things, also. Aurora sits down like all the other girls were. Almira was going to be telling her story like all the rest of them. She stands up and faces the crowd.
"I was in English class when I got detention. The teacher was probably talking about pronouns or something like that, but I was trying to ask an acquaintance about something we were going over. Well, the bad news was that I was talking over the teacher on accident. She's very harsh with stuff like that, since she didn't give me a warning, I might add. So she yelled at me to the whole class that I was getting after school detention. It was quite embarrassing!" Almira's cheeks became a darker shade of red as she sits down. Last, but not least, it was Iris' turn. Instead of standing on the floor, she stands up on her chair. A chair! Come on!
"Mine happened when our second class started, which was chorus for me. Moving right along! We were warming up. During the octave practices, my throat started hurting. I told Ms. Rich that my throat was sore and asked if I could get a drink of water. She said yes and I ran out the door. Well, I had forgotten to take the pass we had to carry when we leave the room. With the worst of luck, the principle was exiting one of the science classrooms. I was taking a drink of water and I heard him call my name. I had no idea he even knew who I was! I stopped drinking and he questioned where my pass was. I told him I accidentally left it in Ms. Rich's room. He didn't buy it and told me I had after school detention. I begged him to talk to the teacher about it, but he refused. That's how I got here…" We sat in silence as she jumps down from her chair. Almira reflects over each girl's story. She concluded that hers was probably the worst one since it was from talking. Everyone else got it from a bigger problem than hers.
"Wow, it seems like we all are in the same boat, huh?" Aurora exclaims as she wraps a strand of her ruby hair around her index finger. She untwines it as she looks up at them. Some of them nod their heads as others were worried more about humiliation. "You don't have to worry about being embarrassed. We all learn from our mistakes."
"She's right! I now know that I should always carry a pass when I leave the classroom," Iris admits as her eyes light up. One by one, they all join in.
"I'll remember to not ask someone a question when the teacher is talking."
"…I learned not to let others and my anger get the best of me. Especially for those that result in fights."
"I will keep in mind about the time so I won't be late to another class. Heck, I'll even wear a watch if that keeps me from being late."
"Mines about the same as Irene's. I'll never let others get the best of me!"
"I will try to keep myself away from things that'll get me into trouble," They all start to chuckle, realizing that they all just solved their own problems just by tell each other what got them to detention in the first place. Almira was grinning like a Cheshire cat and she looks around. Everyone else was smiling as well! She stands up to get everyone's attention. They look up at Almira.
"I have to confess something. When I first arrived in detention, I thought every single one of you were insane. I guess your first impressions didn't really look good to me. But, as we've been talking and introducing ourselves, you all actually aren't insane. I thought all of you were completely different! But, it seems that no matter what personality you have, that doesn't stop others from liking who you are. I've also made a note when you all introduced yourselves that you all have a passion for music." Almira glances over at Irene.
"Irene, you have the love for your bass guitar! Don't let other tell you that you can't play it. Be yourself!" She points to Irene. Irene's lips tug upward into a small smile.
"Aurora, you have your love for the guitar! I could tell that with the look in your eyes," Aurora gave her a wink.
"Emilie, just because you stay in the library all the time doesn't mean you don't have the love for your trumpet. We are in the same band class! You love to play it and you are probably the best one in the group." Emilie's face brightens into a dark shade of red as she smiles.
"Evelyn! You have the passion for the drums! You aren't in the same band class, but I hear you after school practicing in the drum room. You sound just like someone I would listen to on the rock station." Evelyn smirks as she gives her double thumbs up.
"Lastly, there's Iris! Just because most of us haven't heard your voice, you've explained to us that vocals and music is your life. I actually have heard your voice when you are the last one left in the class when it's over. I walk past that room and I hear you practicing. You sound beautiful." Iris grins and mouths out, 'Thanks' to Almira.
"So you see, we all have a few things in common. I play the clarinet. We all love music!" Several girls agreed with her and Iris was obviously thinking about something.
"Hey! I have an idea!" Everyone silenced with one of them shushing the other. Iris kepeps up with her smirk as she begins, "I have thought this over for a while now, but Almira has made an impact on my thought. How about…we form a band?" Several eyes were dilated and others were conversing with one another. Emilie spoke up,
"But what about instruments that aren't suppose to be in a rock band? Like my trumpet and Almira's clarinet?" Some of them thought this over. Evelyn takes the stand.
"We can always add them in there. Have you listened to, Safe and Sound by Capital Cities before? They have a trumpet playing in some parts of the song. We can easily do that! Also, clarinet is possible to add as well. I can back that up." She looks up, trying to think of an idea. Suddenly, she snaps her finger, "I got it! I remember reading this somewhere. Did you know that The Beatles had two B flat clarinets and a bass clarinet in their song When I'm Sixty-Four?" After she explained this, Almira felt like she belonged. The whole time she has been at the school, no one really wanted to get to know her. Her heart's hole now has been filled with happiness, love, care, and especially the love for music!
All of a sudden, Iris' watch starts to repeatedly beep. Her eyes dilate. They all knew what that meant. The girls quickly race to their seats that they were sitting at. Almira looks around and finds Emilie and Iris taking out their homework. Irene was braiding a few strands of hemp for a hemp bracelet; Aurora was looking into a travel mirror and fixing her hair, and Evelyn was retying her shoes. Almira choses to take out her math homework and try to get that finished.
The classroom clock ticks at a constant rate for about five minutes. Tick, tock, tick, tock was all you could hear. When they all thought that they would lose faith in sitting here and waiting for the teacher, the door slams open. All of them jump in their seats, startled. Mr. Williams looked like he didn't get enough sleep. There were bags under her eyes. Almira never noticed that with her first encounter with him. He was glaring at the girls, trying to find evidence that they have been out of their seats. It didn't seem that he found any from the disappointing expression plastered on his face.
"You better be behaving. I'll be back in another hour." The buzz-cut male exits the door, slamming it with much force. Silence hung over them as they sit there like statues. The clock still kept tick, tocking. Almira looks down at her homework, trying to drown out the awkward silence that still looms the air.
"Guys! Coast is clear!" Aurora stands up from her seat and rushes to the desk she was at earlier. "Come on! We still have to talk about what our band name should be." The idea hit the girls like a fist to your face. They stroll over to their desks and sit on them.
"So, who has some ideas?" Iris glances to find anyone willing to give them some ideas. "Remember, we are planning on performing songs already created, alright? Unless some of us want to write a song and perform that. But, we'll just wait until we get a bit more known, alright? So, any suggestions?" Evelyn shoots her hand straight up into the air. She was waving it side to side to get the lavender-headed girl's attention.
"Oh, oh, me! Pick me! Me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me-me!" Iris face-palms herself as her expression surprisingly turns into a curious look.
"Er…Evelyn." Evelyn stops waving her hand and takes a deep breath.
"How about our name should have something to do with girls, yes? Like have girls in the name." Murmurs arose from each teen, conversing about this idea. Almira immediately thought of one of her favorite movies from the 80's. The Breakfast Club. The event of getting detention, being stuck after school in a room for a long time, and meeting people who seemed different, but actually have some things in common with each other, pretty much sums up the movie The Breakfast Club.
"How about our band name can have something to do with the movie title The Breakfast Club? I'll explain what the movie's about," She sighs deeply as she explains.
"So, any thoughts about my idea?" The look on their faces told Almira that they thought it was a smart idea. Emilie pipes up,
"I think we should name our band The All Girls Club. I just put together Almira's and Evelyn's ideas. Do you like it?" Her voice becomes more like a whisper and she looks up at them with innocent eyes. You couldn't even say no to eyes like those!
"Yeah! I love it! We are officially The All Girls Club! Let's put our hands in." Iris suggests. They all took one of their hands, gather around, and put it in.
"Ready? On the count of three, well all yell 'All Girls Club'! Ready?" The girls nod their heads. "One…Two…Three!"
"All Girls Club!" They shout at the same time. During their shouting, they all raise their arms up into the air. The girls went back to the desks they sat at and continued talking about themselves for the remaining hour they were in detention.