A/N: So, you guys seemed to be really liking this story so, I feel like I should update fast to avoid being hunted down and killed. Without further ado, the story!
The Big Black Book
Chapter 4
Jeanette's entrance
Jeanette pulled abruptly into a parking spot. "Jeanette, you can't park here!" Eleanor exclaimed Jeanette looked at her angrily. "I…It's the senior lot…" She said, trying to scrunch down as small as possible. Jeanette rolled her eyes. She grabbed the red pass that hung from the rear view mirror and it turned blue. Eleanor and Brittany's eyes went wide.
"Fine, it's a senior pass." Jeanette spat, she slid out of the car and threw her new messenger bag (black as well) over her shoulder. Her heels clacked on the asphalt as she walked away. It was then her sister's stomach caught up to them and they got sick from the ride. They both vomited in the storm drain today, but looked at her oddly as she entered the building.
"Okay, what is going on?" Brittany asked Eleanor who shrugged.
Jeanette Stepped into the building and went almost unnoticed. Not any different. She thought as she clacked down the hallway. That's when people started turning and gasping. People were getting out of her way and whispering. She smiled a crooked smile. "Seville!" She called out, a few feet from the brothers' lockers. Alvin shut his locker and looked at her.
"Oh my, you must be new to the school!" Alvin said walking forward and taking her hand. Jeanette recoiled. "No, it's okay, I know my way around here miss." Alvin reassured her. Jeanette took her hand back and raised it up to strike him.
"J-Jeanette?" Simon's voice came from behind Alvin.
"No, Si it's obviously… holy crap it is Jeanette!" Alvin exclaimed and looked at her closely.
"I'm not an art exhibit." She snarled at him. Alvin shrank away and hid behind Simon.
"Jeanette, why the… new look?" Simon asked apprehensively. Jeanette simply smiled.
"You said you liked how I'd changed." Jeanette told him as she leaned against the lockers.
"Yeah…" Simon's face was blood red. "Um… I.." Jeanette smirked and patted him lightly on the chest.
"Pick me up at seven, don't be late." She told him. Her lips touched his cheek and he felt extremely warm to her touch. She pulled away and sauntered down the hallway quickly. Leaving Simon and Alvin standing there dumbfounded.
"What did I miss?" asked Theodore as he poked his head out of his locker.
"Ladies!" Jeanette called into the clearing. She stepped in to see everyone there in their usual get ups. They all stared at her with wide eyes.
"What the hell?" Rebecca exclaimed.
"Um, Jeanette isn't the cape a bit much?" Kyra asked gently. Jeanette rolled her eyes at her.
"Snake skin plus blood of any animal, living or dead means invisibility, chapter 76. Magic clothing and its properties." Jeanette quoted. She slid a claw down her hand, causing blood to trickle down her palm. Agatha and Hestor winced. She vanished the moment the first drop made contact with the material.
"Holy crap!" Kyra exclaimed. Jeanette waved a hand and the blood flew from the cloak and sizzled in the fire. She closed her eyes and the cut on her hand quickly shut. The girls in the group collectively looked at each other.
"So, like I said, I studied and memorized the book." Jeanette said, she took a seat on a log and snapped her fingers, turning the fire black. Rebecca smiled.
"I think the coven definitely now has a secret weapon." Rebecca told the group, they all nodded. Jeanette smirked. "Good job Miller, now when do we take down the preps?" She asked, slamming one fist into the other and pitching her cigarette into the fire. Jeanette put her elbow on her knee and rested her chin on her palm.
"I'm not sure; I didn't think we were actually going to be fighting back?" Jeanette questioned. The others took a turn to roll their eyes.
"Of course we were going to get revenge on them. Why wouldn't we. They've made my live a misery. I should afford them the same courtesy." Hestor piped up. Kyra rolled her eyes.
"You spilled soup onto the head cheerleader. Of course they made your life a living hell. No Hestor, they gave you a swirly and soaked the dress you were wearing that day. I remember." Kyra explained to Jeanette.
"It's still what made you and I start this." Hestor said, crossing her arms defeated. Jeanette smiled.
"I suppose at a football game or at a talent show would be the best time to do it." Jeanette suggested. The group smiled.
"There's a football game tomorrow. Cheerleaders, football time and friends of the jocks." Kyra suggested. Jeanette felt a lump form in her throat. Eleanor, Brittany, Simon, Alvin and Theodore will be at that game.
"Um, my sisters and friends will be there." Jeanette explained. The group looked at her.
"And they're jocks and preps. Thus, they need taken down a peg." Rebecca said. Jeanette nodded, some confidence filling her spirit.
"Okay then, tomorrow." Jeanette
Jeanette met her sisters at the car at the end of the day. She got in the front seat without there being any protest from them. "Ummm, Jeanette?" Eleanor spoke up from the back seat.
"Yes?" Jeanette asked her. She could hear Eleanor swallow the lump in her throat.
"Umm, why did you decide to… you know… ummm…" Eleanor stammered.
"Dress like Elvira?" Brittany offered from behind a magazine. Jeanette rolled her eyes and the magazine disintegrated in Brittany's hands. "AAHHH!" Brittany and Eleanor screamed.
"Don't you dare!" Jeanette snapped. She glared at Brittany in the rear view mirror. Brittany shrunk down, scared. Jeanette returned her eyes to the road. The rest of the ten minute ride went on in silence. When Jeanette parked the car in the driveway, Brittany and Eleanor shot out of the car like bats out of hell. She rolled her eyes and grabbed the mail. Walking inside, she flung it down onto the table. She walked up the stairs and tried entering her room. She found that Brittany had locked it. Jeanette growled and she heard the lock undo itself as the door swung open. Brittany looked on in shock from her bed. Jeanette snarled. "I have a date with Simon tonight; do NOT show your ass." Jeanette threatened, getting an inch from Brittany, clutching her shirt cuff with her 'claws'.
Brittany swallowed a lump in her throat. "Y-yes Jeanette. Can… can I go change my pants now?" Jeanette let her go. Brittany scooted back on the bed as far away from Jeanette as she could get. Jeanette swung her hand and the closet opened. Jeanette unlatched the cloak from around her shoulders and hung it up in the closet. She reached up and pulled the now three foot long swath of hair on her head up into a ponytail. "Brittany!" Jeanette snapped. Brittany clenched a pillow.
"What?" she squeaked out sheepishly.
"Help me pick out an outfit." She instructed. Brittany nodded and walked to Jeanette's closet. Her mouth dropped open.
"What happened to anything that was in here yesterday?" Brittany asked, looking at the hulking mass of black that was now Jeanette's closet. Jeanette shrugged.
"It's a better color." She said blankly. Brittany nodded slowly and looked through the collection with a minimal amount of complaints. She finally settled on a small black strapless dress, she grabbed the high heels that Jeanette hadn't worn today and handed those to Jeanette. Jeanette smiled.
"Go get ready?" Brittany offered. Jeanette nodded and left. She went to the bathroom and started the shower while washing the make-up from her face. After leaving the sink black, she stepped into the shower and let the water run over her skin as she thought about the past few days and how she might be being too mean to Brittany. Then memories from over the years flooded her mind and she realized the water was boiling and dialed down her emotions. She finished quickly and dressed, adding minimal eyeliner this time. She ran her fingers through the mass of hair on her head and focused her anger into her fingers, drying her hair as she ran her hands through it. She heard the doorbell ring. She smiled.
"Jeanette!" She heard Eleanor call from downstairs. The time had passed by quickly. She finished getting ready and walked down the stairs slowly. Simon stood in the parlor and she finally got to live one of the moments she'd always wanted to, the stair scene from any romance movie.
"Jeanette you look beautiful." Simon said, he had on a blue button up shirt and slacks on. He offered her an arm; she took it and grabbed a purse.
"Don't wait up." She barked at her sisters before she left the door. With any luck I'll be home once they're asleep.