(10,826 words) I am so god damn sorry for not updating this. I finished this 4 months ago but my beta's computer broke and it has taken this long to get it back to me. Does it make up at all that it's the second longest chapter I've ever wrote? I've got another chapter finished so I'll update that tomorrow.
There may be plenty of mistakes because I didn't look through this very well.
People are allowed to have questions (Either put in a review or PM) about certain things because I've done the school system like the Australian school system, it's very different from American as far as I know.
Muck up day is awesome, but apparently it's been cancelled because some boys thought it would be funny to bash the crap out of a teacher. So I can't possible do anything that's in this chapter. Though on my last day in high school I'm going to wear Len cosplay under my uniform and take my school shirt off so I'll cosplay Len the entire day. And hoping I have a free period on said day, are going to run into a year 7 classroom (As Len) and scream 'there's a troll in the dungeon, just thought you'd like to know' and faint.
Serah is based off me in this, that's why she's sanity lacking, and Fang is based off my friend (0erbayunfang). Just a little different.
Hope you enjoy
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6) Day of insanity and destruction
"I can't believe you actually got me to do this!" Fang called out form Serah's room. Snow was walking by them, getting ready to leave the house himself. When he got to the door he found he couldn't have gotten himself to move even if he tried. Serah was standing next to him replying to all Fang's complaints. He knew there was a reason the raven-haired girl had stayed over an extra night.
Today was the year 12's muck up day, tomorrow was the last day of school for the year and the two would be graduating. They'd worry about that later; they were far too concerned about today to worry. He knew Serah, with her insane streak, meant to cause havoc. Now they would never wear uniform on the day, in fact when he had he'd gotten away with wearing a trench coat, but what Serah had on took the cake.
It wasn't quite the orange sailor uniform with its massive blue bow on the front and smaller yellow one on her waist, or the tiara and orange heels, or the knee length golden blonde wig; it was all of it put together. She was dressed up as freaking Sailor Venus.
"How do people wear stuff like this on a daily basis, for the love of Etro? Could you explain that to me?" came more of Fang's complaints. He couldn't see her with the door closed of course, but now he was getting curious about that too. Dear goddess, Serah had gotten her to wear something weird as well.
"Why are you complaining? You're the one that agreed to this." Serah replied back whilst adjusting her tiara properly on her head so it stayed on better.
"What's going on in there?" He managed to ask finally.
The pink haired girl tilted her head slightly to her left to look at him, grinning mischievously. "Well, maybe the awesomeness that is me convinced her to wear a certain cosplay of mine. In fact, the very same one that Light flipped at me for buying."
"Oh, god." He hit his head against the wall. He didn't need her to finish; there was indeed a certain cosplay that her big sister had absolutely flipped at her for getting, and for good reason too.
"Are you ready?" Serah asked the silence that had been created by Fang's sudden lack of complaints.
"Um, yeah," she mumbled. It came out extremely un-Fang like, obviously sprouting from her uncomfortableness. "Are you going to come out then?"
"Is anyone out there but you?" She asked, still feeling seriously uncomfortable.
"Snow's hitting his head against a wall beside me," she stated, like it was perfectly normal. When she was in her insane mood, everything was normal; even when in truth it was nuts.
"Go away Snow." She ordered, but he didn't hear it because he was letting out shocked laughter because he'd already figured out what his fiancé had made her do.
"If you can't wear that in front of Snow, how the hell are you going to wear it at school today?" She questioned jokingly, with a hint of evil. How right she was there.
There was a pause. "Fine." She muttered more but it was too quiet to make out with a door between them. In the second before the barrier was swung open Serah leaned over to Snow and whispered in his ear, "She'll complain now but when we get there she'll be so distracted torturing people that it'll become an object to confuse the hell out of them with." She stood back up straight then as Fang opened the door revealing what Serah had made her put on.
Snow couldn't hold back anymore and burst out laughing. For in Serah's door way was Fang, dressed up as Tifa Lockhart.
"I hate you." She rolled her eyes and disappeared down the stairs.
"Jeez, I figured you'd made her wear that but it's so much funnier actually looking at it." He chuckled with his head placed gently on the wall to keep his balance.
"See, this is what cameras were made for." She announced in a sure tone bringing out a camera from behind her back. "Sneak attacks make for the best photos." Her way of saying that she was going to take the pictures when her friend's back was turned.
"Hey, is my bow on right?" she toyed with the massive red bow attached to her wig.
"Alright I guess, does it matter?" The reply was given quick and fast; he knew he'd set off another level of her insanity.
"Why it's the most important part of the costume!" she yelled in a tone that made him feel he was about to be lectured horribly. But that lecture never came and she flipped right back to a semi-normal self.
"Hey my plushie's downstairs right?" she asked in a childlike voice, looking up to him with begging eyes. If what she and Fang were wearing wasn't going too far that plushie would.
"You're kidding right?" He let out one stunned laugh.
"Noooo," she drawled, acting like she was confused by his disbelief.
He gave in, knowing he couldn't win. "It's on the couch, near the corner last time I saw it," he answered simply.
"Good, now I should get going, plus I think you're going to be late because you should have left half an hour ago." She said it like she was talking to herself instead of him, only the last part sounded as it should have.
"See you later then." She gave him a quick kiss on the lips then picked up her bag which was placed near the phone and dashed downstairs and out of his sight.
All he could think was that her fellow stupids were doomed. And that he was going to be seriously late today, not his fault it he wanted to know at least some of Serah's sanity challenged ideas for the muck-up day. Those costumes had to have something to do with it, especially Fang's.
On the path to school, as Serah and Fang were in perfect walking distance to it, a million and one looks were delivered to the strangely dressed duo. Contrast to her earlier complaining Fang was laughing at the two year 8 boys that had passed them a minute ago. One had called Serah 'Sailor Moon' to which she replied that 'She wasn't her, she was Minako-sama', and last time Fang checked 'sama' meant someone you hold at highest respect. The other boy had whistled at her costume and got a salute from her middle finger as a result.
Serah wasn't laughing at all; she may as well not even have taken notice of all the eyes if it hadn't been for the last two that vocally made themselves known. She was fixing up her skirt at random intervals (like how Fang had to pull hers down) but was mostly fiddling with the 82.5cm Hylian Loach plushie wrapped around her neck like a scarf.
"Hey, Serah?" Fang voice cut in, for even she was curious if the girl had even taken notice. She suspected that she was simply well-adjusted to it thanks to her habit of wearing the oddest things in public, things like Sailor Fuku's, Lolita dresses and like now, cosplay.
"Yes?" She tilted her head innocently, with a smile.
Why did something feel wrong with it?
"Have you realised how many people are staring at us?"
"Of course," she replied, "but it's not like I need to react to them, in fact not reacting makes them more confused and that, my dear, is the point of this. Besides it'll get worse before the day meets its end." She lifted up the small faded-yellow bag, referring to its contents.
"Ah, true." Fang turned her head away and viewed the path ahead of her, laughing softly to herself. "So god-damn true."
When they arrived at the school gate every eye was set on them; some stared in disbelief, others laughed their head off, whilst the ones who knew about Serah's little insane streak simple shook their heads and sighed.
Near a table beside a tree Fang found Vanille and pounced on her. The shocked redhead had no time to react and was pushed onto the ground.
"Look what she's got me wearing; she's going to kill us all one day!" she screamed overdramatically into her friend's ear.
"Fang, you're choking me!" she screeched and the raven-haired girl jumped up immediately; then right away fixed up her mini skirt realising how stupid it was to do that in this outfit, she could only hope that not too many guys were watching. She was way too used to wearing pants; skirts were an alien existence to her.
Vanille got up with the help of the table beside her and shook off the leaves that had clung to her uniform.
"If anyone's going to kill us all it will be you at the rate you're going." She said matter-of-factly.
"Hey..!" Fang tried to say but was interrupted mid-sentence by Serah, who said, "Oh how dare you," with a hint of sarcasm. "If anyone is going to kill us it's this guy." She lifted up her loach plushie.
Oh goddess, she was being serious.
The pink haired girl (turned blonde) got looks from more than just Vanille and Fang, in fact it wasn't simply a couple, it was everyone in earshot who weren't looking already. It was weird enough to say such a thing, but be serious too? Now that was just crazy.
Vanille broke the silence that had gathered, "No. Just no." She shook her head and turned to her taller friend intent on starting a conversation but was promptly interrupted again.
"Hey where is Hope?" She inquired curiously, tilting her head like a confused puppy.
Vanille looked back to her. "My best guess would be hiding. From you." She added in.
"I can see why." Fang chuckled and patted her friend on the head, treating her like she would a puppy.
Further conversation was cut short when the bell rang.
"Damnit." Fang complained, "I didn't get to talk at all, did we really arrive that late?"
"Yes because you wouldn't stop complaining." Serah replied to her rhetorical question as she walked off.
"Hey come back here!" She turned hastily to Vanille and gave her a hug before making after her nutcase of a friend.
"Bye! I'm sorry she's missing her sanity!"
For all it was a normal day, excluding the year 12's of course. A teacher had rounded them up at the beginning of first period after all other students had run off to their classes. They were told certain things they weren't allowed to do and what was simply going too far. From the tone of his voice it was clear that he knew this would all be ignored. Every couple of seconds his eyes darted to the bag Serah had on her back, extremely suspicious of its contents, and to a similar bag on a tall boy's back. He'd been known as the prankster since his first year, and Serah was simply insane.
After that, he shooed them off and they scattered like frightened bugs. A large group of girls dressed in colourful tank tops and short shorts ran down to the oval, where they would gossip and chat for the rest of the day instead of torturing the other students and the teachers like all else planned to. A group of boys ran into D block (the school's main block consisting of the maths, English, history and geography classrooms) to cause havoc there; example, put honey on the railings and throw water balloons at any poor person out of the safety of a classroom.
The remainder thought out what to do first or simply chatted before they joined in. Serah and Fang were away from them, getting the same looks as before, but not as many because the ones sitting near their proximately were getting used to the peculiar sight.
"So what's first on our agenda of doom?" Fang inquired while once again pulling down her skirt.
"Hmmm, well some of my ideas need people we know, and I don't know where they are, so how bout we use the megaphones first?" It was almost funny how calmly she could say that, acting like for everything else, that it was normal.
Fang nearly jumped for joy. "Oh yes great idea, freaking awesome!" Then she paused and looked confused again. "But which part of that plan should we do first?"
Serah knelt down to the ground and pulled out aforementioned megaphone along with a green iPod Nano. She stood back up straight and lifted them both up like she was making her friend choose between them. "Hey as long as it's for torturing others, are you fine with me playing catchy K-Pop songs through this?" she tilted the megaphone.
Fang nodded her head chuckling. "Hey, if you got me to memorise a bloody Chinese song you can do that. I'll live."
Serah nodded slowly in response, "I have earmuffs if you wa-"
"But then I won't get to hear their screams!" she interrupted loudly, attracting a look from the closest person in their proximity who looked at them, severely confused.
Serah gave another nod, but not slowly like her last and this time a smile was planted on her features. "Good, and if it makes you feel better I'll play Fantastic Baby to ease you into the torture."
They walked off to D block to carry out their devious plans.
They were up on the second floor of D block, and Serah was currently playing 'Bonamana' by Super Junior through the megaphone grasped in her right hand. The iPod was placed right where a person would usually put their mouth, so to protect her hearing she had on the pair of earmuffs that she'd mentioned before to her accomplice. Fang was used to hearing roaring music so she was perfectly fine, and knowing that it was more torture to the students deep in work she wasn't even bothered by the foreign music.
They'd entered the bottom floor at the top of D block near the English classrooms, playing as Serah had promised, 'Fantastic baby'. They'd run into a group of boys sprawled across the ground laughing their heads off, when they passed they admitted to covering the railings on all three stair cases with honey and maple syrup, so they'd been given a fair warning not to touch them. The group also admitted that they were going to attack the science block next, it had massive ramps so it was a perfect place to go. In the years past it had been a common occurrence that at least some year 12's on muck up day would paint the railings with something sticky, but it'd only ever happened before in D block, so they decided they'd go further with it.
After they left, Serah and Fang had gone on a loop around the bottom floor before they went up to the second floor, before they did the song she'd been playing had ended and the iPod had immediately started playing 'Lucifer' by SHINee. And when it had Serah's eye had twitched, Fang got a little confused over why and Serah had to explain it was because she had heard that song a millions times too many; she wasn't sick of it, it was just that when she heard it, it would be firmly stuck in her head for the remainder of the day.
Serah had to give Fang the megaphone and iPod to Fang because out of boredom she'd started to do a little dance, it being a combination of dances she'd seen in videos. She had to wonder if it was the Korean song booming around the building or someone dancing dressed up as Sailor Venus that attracted the attention of others.
About the time 'Bonamana' had stopped playing and the IPod had begun playing 2hot by , Fang had called out and cut through her semi-trance.
"Hey I can see Hope!" She laughed, and ran to the classroom; it was the same math classroom that Serah had always been stuck in whenever she had had that subject. Haha, maths was horrible enough to have, having two crazy people outside the door wasn't going to help, especially because this particular classroom had a massive window next to the door.
Fang was laughing her head off and was knocking on the glass; she had the teacher glaring at her and had the entire class laughing at her. Hope was, well, he was banging his head on the table trying to drown everything out. His class was stupid enough; he didn't need crazy women to add to that.
"Aww, Hope's being mean, come on let's go." Serah whined childishly, tugging at her friend and pulling her away from the window. The raven-haired girl yelled out complaints but Serah chose to ignore them: they had more people to torture.
When they were about three feet away Serah turned the iPod back on and began playing, for once, what was not a Korean song but a Japanese one. Once she held it back up to the megaphone, Fang's curiosity got the better of her and she found herself asking what on earth it was.
"The hell song is that? Doesn't sound Korean to me."
"How wonderful, you can spot the language difference! Yeah it's Japanese." she giggled with a hint of evil. Her friend raised her eyebrow.
"And your point of that is?" she inquired with a tilt of her head.
"It's been given a title of 'a psychotic love song'. I've seen an MV of it that had subtitles so I guess I see what they mean." She shrugged, but from Fang's expression she wanted more information than just that.
"It's called Yanderenka. In the MV the guy was in love with someone but she didn't love him back, in fact she loved someone else. So he crept up on her, and grabbed her from behind and oh Lord I though he was going to choke her." Serah let out what may have been the most evil chuckle that Fang had ever heard from her.
"Jeez, what happened? Did he really do it?" Fang sidestepped to put some distance between the pair, she really didn't feel like she could trust Serah at the moment.
"Worse. He shot her in the temple, then ended up cradling her dead body because he realised he'd just murdered the one he loved." She spoke it so easily that it was unnerving.
"What on earth was wrong with him?" She yelled, not giving care to any students doing their work as they were already being disrupted enough by Serah's loud music.
Serah made another shrug of her shoulders. "Because he thought it would end his pain." She said it like it had been the most obvious thing in the world. "But in truth it only made it worse so then he shot himself."
"Oh joy…" Fang sighed, taking another step away from her accomplice, where did she find these songs?
"Oh joy indeed. He keeps dying," she giggled.
"What?" Fang asked immediately. How can someone 'keep' dying?
Serah looked to the taller girl just as, for the millionth time today; she was fixing up that god forsaken pencil skirt.
"What?" She responded confused, like Fang was the one not making sense, "He keeps dying! What's there to get confused about?"
Fang stared blankly for a second; sometimes you had to wonder if that insanity of hers had a limit.
"How can he keep dying? Is this in his music videos or something?" She yelled again, still without care for fellow students.
Serah paused in thought, the hand holding the IPod moved away so she could hold her chin in thought.
"I don't think it really matters when it comes to Len."
Fang gave her another blank stare. "What do you mean it doesn't matter?" She shook her head. The thoughts were dancing around her brain but it failed to translate the girl's words.
"Well Miku's died in a video and Miku's certainly not dead." How was she saying this so easily?
"Wha..? Who's Miku?" She yelled through gritted teeth; she wasn't angry, but she was edging on annoyed.
"Who's Miku? Blasphemy! How dare you say that?" She put on an extreme amount of fake shock, going as melodramatic as she could.
Fang stopped walking along and put her head into her hands. No, just no. How did anyone live with her when she got like this!? She knew that she had sane moments aplenty, but this was ridiculous none the less.
"Alright, who sings this song? Yada whatever it's called anyway?" again said through gritted teeth, with her head lifted up slightly from her hands.
Serah stopped in her steps and looked back to her, face a plain as could be.
"Kagamine Len? He's the guy on the desktop of my laptop remember?" She answered simply.
The guy on her laptop desktop, but that guy, wasn't he some Anime character or something? That's what he looked like. How could it be HIM singing the song. Dear Etro Serah made no sense.
"How…?"
"Oh hey!" She was interrupted as the song ended and begun another one, one Serah recognised as 'Daughter of evil' by Kagamine Rin.
"He dies in this one too!" She pointed to the green object like an excited five year old.
Alright, face palm time.
When the bell for second period rang they had to run to the walls and stay flat against them as the students turned into a stampede. One bad thing when your school was small and had over 1200 students was human stampedes.
As it cleared they were more confident to make an attempt of going down the staircase without the thought of being knocked over having to go through either of their heads. Serah had always had the irrational fear that someday she really would be pushed down them and crack her head open. It'd never even come close to happening of course, but it'd stayed in the back of her mind for the entire time she'd attended the school nonetheless.
As they got to the bottom Fang yelled out randomly and made Serah jump. "Hey I can see Vanille!" It had sounded like a squeal; um…Fang doesn't squeal…those stupid things known to most as 'popular girls' squealed not Fang. Maybe it was because it meant she could annoy the crap out of someone she knew and they didn't have a wall in-between to ruin the moment.
"Vanille!" Fang yelled out and ran to the door of her classroom so she could pull the redhead into a hug.
Vanille screamed from the sudden attack and struggled in an attempt to be released from her attacker. When she managed to loosen the hug and get a view of who it was, she sighed deeply, seeing it to only be Fang. She guessed that was a good thing; maybe not at the moment, but it could be worse.
"Hi, do you think you could let go?" She sighed chuckling.
"Huh?" Fang's eyes went wide open when it occurred to her she was yet to let go. "Oh yeah, sorry about that." A side effect of living as an only child with busy parents, when she hugged you, she didn't like letting go. Well Vanille was like a little sister to her, she cared for her a lot.
"Sorry, we didn't get to chat in the morning like we usually do," Vanille started an apology but Fang stopped her.
"Hey it's fine we can talk later!"
Vanille let a small smile grace her lips.
"Alright then."
"And now, to ruin the moment!" Serah screamed out of nowhere, attracting a look on or two as she stepped besides her two friends. She brought out a bottle of glue and poured a quarter of its contents onto Vanille's head before lifting up a small transparent package filled with what Vanille found out was, a lot of large white feathers. She was frozen as Serah took it all out and stuck it on her head. She had feathers glued to her head.
She had feathers glued to her head….urgh.
"Fang, you knew she would do this didn't you!" She screamed and made half her class jump back, she didn't sound angry, but the loudness of the accusation was something to make you flinch.
Fang stepped back and bent down, because she couldn't hold herself up correctly from all her laughing. Her face had turned bright red; she knew it would happen, certainly, just not then.
"Oh dear Etro I'm sorry, I knew she said she'd do it, but I didn't believe her!" She put a hand on the carpet before she really fell over.
"It's Serah. You realise that right?" She rolled her eyes and asked, whilst the very girl stood angelically besides her, beaming brightly.
Fang nodded as talking was something beyond her.
Vanille let out another sigh; she decided to make another question to the pink-head about her non-existing sanity, but guessing what she was going to say, Serah interjected with a completely irrelevant sentence.
She leaned over and draped her arm around Vanille's tiny shoulder, giving her a devilish smirk.
"The Hylian loach is my rebellious teenage son, Vincent Valentine is the father." She nodded as she twisted around her humongous plushie around her fingers. Vanille opened her mouth but was promptly stopped yet again.
"Tiffany's better than Seoyeon. Accept it, it's a scientific fact; your teacher's over there, goodbye." She did a small wave before dragging Fang's guffawing form and running off, leaving Vanille confused as all goddess damn hell.
What does anyone see in her?
The insanity-challenged duo ran down the path to the school's oval, as they'd had enough of D block for today. The boys would be fine torturing the students all by themselves: she deeply believed that the legion of water balloons they had was plenty enough.
As they got to the bottom of the path they neared a group of 'popular girls' who mocked them and glared as they passed by.
Fang leaned over to whisper into her shorter companions ear just as they were about to pass the slutty group all dressed in clothes highly reminiscent of one working in a red lights district.
"Watch this, mind-fucking time!" She sniggered and crept up to them, her skirt was beginning to get too high on her legs, but instead of fixing it up she kept it the same way because she knew it would make what she said next all the more confusing.
"What do you want?" The tall blonde one sneered; she stood to the right with her back pressed against the rail. She was the worst there was definitely; wearing a white-blue tank top showing off her navel and black denim shorts the length of underwear.
Fang simply smiled, and began with a fake (not like they'd notice) probing voice filled up with curiosity.
"Sweet Etro, do your mothers really let you dress like that in public?" She looked shocked and disgusted; sure they were her true feelings but she had amplified them in that sentence. All the more to confuse them with.
All eyes went to her clothes. They were worse than half that was there.
"What?" A short brown-haired one mumbled, as bewilderment took over her badly-working mind.
"I said, do your mothers really let you dress like that in public? It's disgusting." She started moving her hands about, to emphasis her thoughts. She wasn't one of those people with the habit of talking with her hands, but she felt this moment was aided by it.
"Seriously, I bet you have actually been asked by a guy to have sex with him because he mistook you for a prostitute. I mean really; look at you, miniskirts, and tiny little tank tops showing everything off. Jeez act your age!" She practically yelled.
The entire group turned to ice. Didn't she just describe exactly what she was wearing?
"Hey what's wrong with you stupid bitch, you're dressed up, like, heaps like us and all. The hell?" The blonde one stepped forward and complained. It was Fang's time to freeze up; except for her it was intentional, and all the more to screw with their pretty little minds.
She threw her arms up in the air and screamed as loud as her voice would let her. "I don't count, I'm motherfucking Tifa Lockhart!" And with that she went on her way down the rest of the path down to the oval, her grin as wide as her face.
Serah followed closely behind her, and certainly didn't miss when one of the girl's yelled back, 'spaz' to which she replied the only answer she knew, 'thank you! Now go back to King's cross.'
When the two got out of ear shot Serah ran up to walk side by side with the raven haired girl, and in a giggling voice she happily mentioned, "You realise that before you did that Abbi said, 'Hey Italians are the ones with the Turbans right?'"
"How the hell have they not repeated yet?" Fang face palmed and made a growling sound. It didn't seem right that they could succeed and she could fail.
Serah patted her friend on the shoulder sympathetically.
"The world hates you."
The oval was large, not as large as some schools in their area, but large enough. To its right were a netball court and a covered area which housed two basketball courts. The markings were painted into the ground and the concrete was old and cracked in places. Luckily these places were mostly dotted about the edges for any sportsmen that wanted to actually use them for what they were made for. The green supports that held up the roof of the covered area were heavily graffitied and creaked when you put pressure against them, e.g. resting your back against them.
Behind this area was the Agriculture plot, basically a miniature farm. They weren't the richest school but they had a lot considering what money was given. The plot had a building in the middle, inside fishes were kept. Outside were a couple sheep and pigs, chickens, ducks and two cows. Though she'd been informed that the two were called 'Travis and Toby', she had named them, since the school had gotten them only a couple months back, Gustav and Cherrybelle. The other names were far too boring, her friends agreed.
At the end of the oval, near the fence that separated the school grounds from the council oval, a handful of waggers were smoking and, more than likely, getting stoned. There was a reason that the school had the reputation it did. At the basketball courts a group of year 12 boys and a small group of girls were laughing and exchanging stories about what they'd done already.
Serah and Fang walked to the back and sat down against one of the roof's legs, facing the Ag plot. Serah made out one of the boys calling her Sailor Moon for what had to be the fiftieth time that day already, and another that wolf whistled at Fang on account of her whorish outfit. All her friend did as a reaction to him was give him a middle fingered salute, and further on from that she completely and utterly ignored his idiotic yelling.
"So what are we going to do after recess?" Fang asked with a roll of her eyes as the boys started up again.
"Maybe the honey filled water balloons? That stuff is sticky, that's going to be pretty annoying." She giggled and shifted he position to try and find a comfortable one. Strangely enough, considering the fact that she wore an alien thing known as a pencil skirt, Fang had gotten one right away.
"Seems like a good idea, then more of the megaphone tricks I guess."
"Hmm." Serah replied as she settled down into a comfortable position, but as she did she noticed someone and instantly jumped up, making Fang flinch from her suddenness.
"Hey, I know that guy!" She screamed and pointed a finger to the other side of the court, right before the shade was invaded by the sun's rays.
"Who?" Fang turned, unable to make out whom on earth she was talking about, but before she had time to figure out anything she was being dragged off the ground by a squealing psycho person.
"Come on, come on, let's go!" She pulled and tugged her along crossing both courts over to a boy and girl Fang didn't recognise in the slightest.
"Heeey!" Serah called and waved with one arm; the other had a firm hold on Fang's wrist.
A boy with short messy brown hair looked up to them, followed by a thin girl with long dark hair that managed to shine both grey and blue at the same time.
"Hey I know you, right?" Serah inquired, with a tilt of her head.
Oh Etro, Fang thought, she wandered all the way over here without knowing if this man really was the person she was looking for…
"Umm," The guy mumbled, taken aback by the girl's sudden appearance. "Maybe…your face looks familiar…I guess." He shrugged, not having much of a clue at all.
"I'm Serah." The petite girl whined, acting completely sure she'd met this man before and he'd just forgotten her name annoyingly enough.
Recognition dawned on his face, "Oh, you're Lightning's sister! Wasn't your hair pink last time I checked?" He asked, confused; no-one's hair could change like that so fast.
"It's a wig," she explained, flicking a couple of the bright blonde strands.
He nodded and leaned over to get a proper look at Fang, who had her head in her hands at the moment.
"Is hers too?" He said, referring to the knee length hair tied close to its end.
"Yep," Serah nodded yes, giggling childishly to herself, Fang looked perplexed, and to her it looked funny.
"Alright!" Fang yelled and cut into the conversation, "Who the heck is this guy?" She pointed at him while glaring at Serah, who only smiled back.
The guy, realising he hadn't introduced himself stood up and stopped any more possible yelling. He held out his hand for Fang to shake and simply told her, "My name's Noel; I'm sorry if you got confused. I know her sister from work." Fang didn't shake his hand, but she calmed down fast and took the seat on the edge of the netball court (As it rose slightly above the ground of the other two courts), where Noel had previously been sitting.
He sighed when he noticed she'd done that so he sat down next to her, the girl with him stood up quickly and moved so she could sit by his side.
Fang lifted an eyebrow to Serah, expecting to be told who she was, but her friend shrugged her shoulders, meaning she didn't know either.
Noel took notice of that and was about to answer, but the girl herself answered and cut him off.
"I'm Yeul; it's nice to meet you," she informed them in a polite, but weak sounding voice. She wore a short white dress with long decorated lace sleeves. It gave her an adorable look, even with it ending at the part of the legs that the popular girls' skirts ended at.
Serah nodded and smiled back at her before sitting down herself, next to Fang.
"Heeey Noel?" She asked out of the blue.
"Yeah?" He didn't want to put trust in the tone of her voice, he'd been informed of her insane streak, and he feared he had just encountered it.
"This is my rebellious teenage son, do you like him?" She held up the Loach plushie wrapped around her neck like a scarf.
He looked at Fang in hopes of answer, but she shrugged instead. "I don't know, but things like that make me seriously wonder how on earth she has a fiancé."
The silence after felt almost awkward; Fang had a feeling that if she talked it would invite in Serah's insanity and Noel felt similar. Yeul made no comments as she hadn't been in the conversation and had nothing she could think of to say.
Finally the silence became too much for Fang and she needed to break it. Leaning forward so she had a good view of the sane girl sitting near her she began asking, as it was the one of the few things that she could think of to say, "So Yel—?"
"Yeul," she was corrected.
"Yeah, Yeul whatever; where do you work?"
The small girl fiddled with her fingers and looked down, an aura of shyness about her. "I don't have a job; big brother looks after me. He says I shouldn't anyway."
Fang nodded, taking that in, and was quick to continue in case Serah tried to interrupt with more gibberish.
"Big brother? So what are you two, siblings or something?" Fang inquired in a lazy tone.
Yeul was silent for a second before she started to laugh to herself and hid her face in her hand so no one would see her red face. Noel made a snorting sound of surprise and his face turned red too.
"No!" He yelled. "She's my girlfriend!"
"Oh jeez, sorry." She laughed off her mistake, "Yeah, look I don't know who the hell I'm talking to right now so—"And then out of nowhere a flying apple hit her in the eye.
"Fuck!" She yelled as she kneeled over in pain. "Did I just get hit by a baseball?"
Serah and Noel instantly knelt beside her like they could help her in some way.
The hit made it too painful for Fang to open her right eye and the tears that had started up made her unable to keep the other one open. The fact that she was laughing seemed unbelievably out of place.
"Oh, someone is going to die now. Someone is going to die," she growled as she slowly regained her sight and the pain lessened.
Realising it was the smart thing to do Noel and Serah took a step back, and Fang jumped back up, injured eye still closed.
"Who the hell did that? Answer me, you bastards!" The ones around her took another step back.
Across the court a boy looked on in fear. In his mind he knew he was in trouble, and his obvious fear made it clear to Fang he was the culprit. She took off after him and immediately he made a run for it, along with his friends as the swearing girl chased them around the oval.
Serah shrugged it off and turned to Noel and asked a simple question. "So Noel, what are you going to do?"
He was silent stuck watching a rabid Fang, until after a minute he realised he'd just been asked a question. "I'm going to gladwrap cars."
"Alright." As always she treated it like it was normal. "I was wondering what that bag was for."
When recess came around, Serah and Fang stayed in the same area, talking to Noel and Yeul; the latter of which didn't talk much at all. Vanille eventually came down, with the white feathers still glued in her hair. She complained that she'd spent the better half of the break trying to get them out. Fang promised her they would in the shower (hopefully), but the redhead still remained sceptical over it.
She sat down and ate what she could of her lunch as the break was almost over and a water balloon fight had started out amongst a group of year 12's and year 10's who decided to join in as well. A crowd had gathered and were pushing everyone else around. Fang, who had calmed down luckily enough, helped pull her away before she got into more of a mess. It was bad enough having feathers glued to her hair.
Noel had disappeared a while ago with Yeul so they didn't get caught up either. Serah followed suit when both her two friends had gotten up, and pushed through the ever-growing crowd of excited idiots.
It was common for fights to start out, and this was how they would act whenever that happened no matter how many times the teachers flipped at them for it. She guessed this wasn't very different, even if it wasn't punches and kicks being thrown, but water balloons filled with things they were never made to be filled with instead.
They walked all the way to the fence and stood near there for the remaining five or so minutes. The conversation stayed between Fang and Vanille and Serah was shut out for the current time; as they could tell her insanity had taken over and it'd be best to let her calm down first. But Serah never ended up becoming bored thanks to her precious loach Plushie hanging around her neck that she started off a conversation with as a substitute.
It was all dribble including the random question of 'where the hell did Hope disappear to?' and also one of her many attempts of singing, which she decided to do in Japanese as she had found she was best in that language. She kept quiet so Fang didn't hear and voice a complaint, if Vanille did she would complain that she should be singing in Korean instead. She didn't know much Korean, it was much harder to memorise, she was surprised enough that she even had memorised the chorus to 'Gee'.
The bell rang just as she was half way through a sentence, and she took on the thought that the bell was trying to kill her again, because it was insanely loud. She clasped her hands over her ears and bent her knees, almost turning herself into a ball on the ground. She'd completely forgotten her place in the song.
Fang came up and started kicking her knee to gather her attention. After the crowd had dissipated Serah stood back up with a deceivingly nice smile.
"Oh, what now?" She lifted an eyebrow, strongly believing that it was right to find that expression untrustworthy.
"I'm going to go help gladwrap cars!"
She pivoted and ran up back to the main area of the school.
Um…what?
Fang ran after Serah to find her walking up the path near the office. When she caught up she was rounding the corner that led to the path that ended at the bottom of the car park. Near a set of railings she could make out Noel and that Yeul girl talking to each other; about what she couldn't tell from this distance. She could hear them but it was far too quiet to properly make out.
"Hey!" Serah yelled and waved, running up to them.
Noel turned to her, gave her a small smiled and waved back. Yeul let a tiny smile slip onto her lips but did nothing else.
"So I'm guessing you want to help?" Noel said with a laugh.
Serah nodded cheerily. "Hell yeah! Why would I want to miss out?"
Fang crept up behind them and snuck up on Serah before jumping on her, wrapping her arms around her neck.
"So what's going on here, eh?" She snickered evilly.
"Wha…! Fang, I can't breathe!" The girl screamed in the raven hair's ears.
Sulkily she jumped off her almost as fast as she'd jumped on and rounded around her to stand in front of Noel with a smirk present.
"So what's going on here now eh, you gotta tell me since she failed." She nodded her head to Serah, who was kneeling on the ground rubbing her throat trying hard to regain her breath.
"Um, that's because you almost choked her…" He sighed then he shook the thought out of his head as Serah visibly became better. "We're going to gladwrap the cars."
Fang face-palmed the second that sentence left his mouth.
"And I thought you were the sane one!"
Though it may have seemed she would complain over people's lack of sanity at first, when they actually got to glad-wrapping the cars Fang shut up and just enjoyed the ridiculous act they were committing.
The bag Noel had been carrying around had been stuffed to the brim with rolls of gladwrap. They'd already glad-wrapped an entire car and were onto a second one. From the amount they had they'd be able to cover at least six. From how used she was to Serah usual level of craziness this seemed almost normal, but when her mind finally got to the point of realising that this was a sane person's idea she had to ask the big question.
"So Noel?" she piped up as she rolled a lot of gladwrap under a car which he picked up (Yeul and Serah were off doing another car), "Where did you come up with the idea to do this? It seems too sanity-challenged for a guy like you from what I've seen."
He threw the roll over the rook and back to her before answering.
"Someone at work knew I was in year 12 so they walked up to me about a week back and told me to do something that involves teachers, cars and shitloads of gladwrap. So I bought shitloads of gladwrap and came up with this," he replied simply, and knelt down the catch the roll as Fang bowled it under the car again.
"What was the expression on the guy's face at the counter?" she couldn't help but ask. A smirk snuck on and decided to stay there.
"Priceless."
"Hell yeah it would have!" Serah yelled over to them, laughing, before returning to glad-wrapping the car she and Yeul were working on together.
Fang shrugged off the random comment and continued in the pattern she and Noel had got stuck in. "This reminds me of something that happened a couple of years ago on muck-up day. So, did this person know about that?"
Noel nodded yes with a slight laugh. "If you're talking about the thing with the motorbike, then yes."
It had been the best prank ever pulled on muck-up day: two year 12 students, one being one of the popular jerks and one who had never been found out had done something so weird it lost its logic. The two had snuck their English teacher's beloved motorbike out of the car park and brought it all the way to the other side of the school to the bottom of D block, where they proceeded to take it up a flight of stairs (yes stairs) and managed to haul it into a classroom, where they wrapped it in gladwrap. Held to it with said gladwrap were empty soda cans and textbooks stolen from all around the school. After this they annihilated the classroom, meaning they smashed all the chairs and tables. Best thing was; no one heard anything at all. Now that was where it lost its logic; they destroyed a classroom without anyone hearing anything. That shouldn't even be possible.
It was even better than what Snow did, and he and a couple of his friends went fishing on a pond on the school grounds in a rubber raft. They kept falling out, according to them.
"Were they one of the year 12's at the time?" Fang inquired for more detail over this person.
"Better," Noel chuckled. "They were the accomplice that was never found." He laughed and watched as her eyes went wide.
"Holy shit! Really? So who is he?"
"She, to be honest." He corrected her, and she froze.
"Hey…didn't you say Lightning worked at the same place you did?"
He threw the piece of gladwrap at her, which she caught just in time, before giving her an answer.
"Have you even thought for a second how Serah has been glad-wrapping that car over there when she never took any of mine?" He grinned and she turned her head back to her friend, when she turned back she had an eyebrow raised. She'd figured it out, but her mind wouldn't go about calling it the truth until she got confirmation.
"Light was saying to both of us for the past month to gladwrap the cars. I know we'll never go near what she did, considering she also did it with someone that she hadn't liked since primary school." He paused for a second and let the weirdness of that thought run about in his head before going on, "But it's not like we couldn't do something nuts still right?"
All up they covered a total of 11 cars entirely in gladwrap, and another had its bonnet covered completely with it. The small group stayed lazing about in the car park, joking around and having idiotic conversations. At one point Serah had gotten up onto a car with the megaphone and started singing in Japanese. Fang had growled and instinctively Noel shuffled away from her.
She admitted she didn't think it was that bad of a song, as she'd heard it in English, but English was the way she'd prefer it to stay. When the crazy girl had gotten bored of simply singing it she changed it to humming and began doing a dance to the song on the roof of the car. It made for the strangest sight considering she was dressed up as Sailor Venus and had an 82.5 CM toy loach wrapped around her neck. If that group of waggers 100 metres off from them were tripping, she felt just a little sorry for them; it would be even weirder than it already was for them.
Fang sighed outwardly for what seemed to be without reason, but less than a second later the answer was given.
"Damn it this wig is itchy!" She suddenly grabbed the synthetic black strands and ripped it off from her head. She didn't take off the hair net Serah had put on her, she simply relaxed more without having the annoying sensation from the wig anymore.
"No, you're not supposed to take it off!" Serah faked horror at the sight.
Yeul looked to Noel like he had answers for the oddity of the current situation, but he could think of nothing but giving a shrug as an answer. He didn't really know them either; he was perplexed.
When Lightning had told him that Serah was weird when she wanted to be, he should have believed her more.
The bell for lunch rang and Fang got up to go find Vanille; Serah followed her after finally getting off that damn car. She'd stopped the singing and dancing long before and substituted it for staring blankly into space, but had never stepped foot off the metal vehicle.
They walked down to the hall, where Serah was surprised to find not Vanille first, but Hope. And he was on the phone too…wait…he never used his phone. Who was he talking to?
Quiet as a shadow she snuck up behind him and listened in to what he was saying.
"I've been trying to hide the whole day…yeah I know it won't, you don't have to tell me that twice, I trust you ... How do you put up with her when she gets like that?"
Was he talking to Light? Hmmm…only one way to find out.
"Hello." She slid up to him with a sneaky smile. "You're not talking about me are you?"
He blushed from embarrassment from being caught and tried to hide his face in his hand, hastily he mumbled into the speaker. "Ah, I think I have to go now." Obviously the person on the other end made a reply because then he shut it and ran like hell.
She would have gone after him, but – just her luck – the horde of people that made up the school really started to get thick the moment she thought of doing so. So instead she travelled down to the oval to find where Fang had gotten to. The raven-haired girl had taken off everything that had been on her head and must have stuffed it into her bag. She'd better not have done anything bad to that wig: it had cost her a lot.
The three ate lunch like normal; the other two hadn't seen Hope at all so she didn't get to find out where he had gone off too. She'd gotten a look when she took out her lunch, which had been a bento box full of candy, but Vanille and Fang shook their heads knowing full well that this was just Serah being Serah. Even her asking her plushie if he wanted a bite was normal when it came to her.
Lunch came and went and everyone started walking up to the classrooms for last period. Vanille stood around them for longer than she should've begging Fang for something Serah couldn't hear as all the remaining people hanging about were all talking loudly and she had begun pacing about waiting for the crowds to leave.
"Come on Fang, it's only last period, and I have science anyway! I won't miss out on a thing; we'll probably watch a movie like we usually do!" she stubbornly begged, grabbing onto Fang's wrists and pleading with her.
"Your teacher's lazy, ain't he? Jeez, watching a movie just 'cause it's last period…bet all the bad students love him." Fang rolled her eyes, concentrating on that rather than the redhead's request.
"Not really, when we actually do work you get in heaps and heaps of trouble if you don't do it and when you do work you bet you're going to be made to do lots."
"Well okay then but it's still a no." She concluded and pulled away from her grasp.
The crowd had virtually all left except a handful of waggers and lazy idiots so Serah had heard a slight bit of her friend's conversations; so curiosity getting the better of her, she walked over to them to find out what on earth was going on.
"What's all this then?" she giggled. Fang rolled her eyes for the millionth time today and the smaller out of her friends looked back to see her.
"Fang told me what you guys are going to do now and I want to join in," Vanille whined.
Serah tilted her head and though it over for a minute, finger resting against her bottom lip in contemplation.
"You know I think out of us I'm the good girl, why are you telling me this? Fang's your best chance."
Vanille whined much louder, "Se-chan!"
"Go to class Vanille, you're probably not going to do much anyway. It's fifth period," she commanded with a sigh. Vanille wasn't a bad kid, but sometimes the idea of wagging didn't seem bad to her, even when she has yet to do it.
At least she'd never be like Fang, from year 7 to 9. Fang probably skipped around half her lessons each week. There was a reason why she was still in high school at age twenty, after all.
"She said she's probably going to watch a movie." Fang said with a small laugh, proving Serah's thoughts correct.
"I can bet both of you it's going to be an episode of Mythbusters or the Big Bang Theory, and it's going to be one I've already seen a million times before. That's not fun!" she complained further. "Come on, it's one period, I don't care if I get in trouble, it will be time well spent, and besides there's plenty other students who have been hanging out with the year 12's all day!"
Serah looked towards Fang, giving her the responsibility of the choice. There was silence as the raven-haired girl thought it out. It was broken with a loud outwards sigh that escaped her. "Fine whatever, but if you get in trouble it's your fault not mine."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Vanille jumped up and wrapped her tiny arms around her taller friend's neck.
Fang returned the hug but put her down quickly as her grip was almost suffocating her.
"Well, let's get going then," she chuckled and looked over to Serah, who was giving her an evil grin.
"What's up with you?"
She let out a giggle, then said in a sing song voice this line from a song she knew well, "Girl's generation make you feel the heat, and we're doing it we can't be beat—"
"Shut up, do not utter those cursed words near me!" The tall girl broke out into a full out sprint and chased after her down the length of the oval. Serah ran as fast as she could, but keep in mind heels were never meant to be used as running shoes.
Vanille sighed and followed after them at a steady pace. 'Gee' would've made it worse.
At the end of the oval Serah was sprawled on the ground exhausted and Fang was clinging onto a fence struggling for breath. Vanille hastily strode the rest of the distance to them. She went to Fang's aid first, as despite the appearance of the situation she knew Fang would be in the worst condition.
"I have some water in my bag if you like?" Her friend nodded in silent response so the redhead opened up her bag's back pocket, dug out the half empty bottle and handed it to her friend who took it and gulped it down greedily.
"You'd think if you had asthma you'd know not to rabidly chase someone across an entire oval by now." She looked down to Serah who was still out of breath on the grassy ground.
"And you're not much better, aren't you the one always complaining about being unfit and having breathing problems?"
Serah pouted childishly and did her best to say, "But – huff – she would have – huff – killed me!"
"No she wouldn't!" Vanille yelled back, annoyed. Though it was common for them to chase each other around like that, it wasn't for them to do it for such a distance.
When the two had recovered they made up a plan on getting around the fence, for their target was just out of reach of the school's grounds.
Vanille managed to squeeze through the tiny gap in the chained-up gate and helped get the three bags through after her. Serah walked up to the corner of the fence and tried to use the corner itself to get a better grip with her hands and feet. When she reached the top she lifted herself over and clung fearfully to the metal on the other side so she didn't fall. It wasn't much of a distance to the bottom, but the ground did happen to be rocky and she did indeed happen to be in heels. Fang went last, climbing up just near the gate. Usually it would have been easiest for her, but in the pencil skirt and the steel capped boots that added on a tonne of weight, it became much more difficult to attempt. She flipped herself over using all the strength in her arms and climbed down with the assistance of her friends.
With that gone and done with they travelled across the council oval, which was just behind their school, and strolled to the path next to the tree-lined lake.
"So where is this spot exactly? I don't really come here." Vanille piped up in question, looking up to her taller friends.
"Over there," Serah happily pointed and immediately began walking in its direction.
They stopped in front of a tiny wooden jetty that looked like it was about to break apart. Vanille voiced the thought that was on the back of all their minds: "Um, you sure it's safe?"
"Sure," Serah answered right after the words had left her mouth. "I've used it plenty of times." She placed the bags on a seat by the jetty and took out two reels that had what looked like hooks attached.
"Sometimes I wish I had an actual fishing rod." She giggled and handed a deep blue one to Fang, keeping the red one for her. She ran to the end of the jetty, put a piece of bread on the end of a hook and cast it off into the water.
"She likes fishing doesn't she? Why doesn't she have one?" Vanille asked to Fang who was now as well at the end of the jetty and attaching a piece of bread to her hook.
"Just because she's the master fisherman in video games, it doesn't mean that's the same in real life. Though I will admit we have both used these reels a couple of times, and she still beats me." She threw out her line as well.
Vanille sat down behind them at a safe distance so whenever they threw out the lines again she wouldn't chance getting a hook stuck in her hair.
Though Serah seemed to be more patient, she pulled out her line the most. She said it was because her fingers were repeatedly twitching and it was tricking her into thinking a fish had taken her bait. She knew it wouldn't happen as much if she stopped thinking about her fingers twitching, but she couldn't get the damn thought out of her head.
So it was actually a surprise that she was the first to catch a fish. As expected of her, she screamed when it bit and she knew for sure there really was a fish there this time. She went into hypo mode as she reeled it in, talking to it and saying 'come to mamma' like she did when she was playing Zelda.
When she caught it she was showing it off and laughing her head off, even more hypo than what she usually was when playing video games.
At the end of the day, Serah caught three fish and Fang caught one, and she complained that Serah was stealing hers. And as well as fishing, when they got bored, Serah went off and began dancing the dance that she had done on that car earlier in the day. And at one point, which may have been named the weirdest part of the hour, Serah had spotted two pelicans and named them two ridiculous names; being Sephiroth and Gilligan Chicken Pie. Fang had questioned her on naming a random pelican of all things after an evil video games character, and naming one with the oddest thing she could muster. But it was Serah after all, so even her answers were nuts.
I have done what happened in the last bit except I wasn't wagging it was the sports carnival and we got permission to leave the school grounds to go fishing. And yes there were two pelicans called Sephi and Gilligan.
My sister is making Sailor Venus cosplay for me, so soon I shall have Serah's cosplay. Nyan. Not getting a loach plushie any time soon unfortunately.
Jya ne
~Serah Villiers Valentine