High School Without The Musical chapter 7.

Harley's POV. Again.

At about 10 at night, we turn on Grey's Anatomy and Lucian gets out his Mac.

"Brain tumors aren't all they're cracked up to be." He says,

"You have one...?" He moves closer to the computer,

"Let's change the subject..."

"What're you doing on there anyway?"

"I'm on Ebay."

"Buying what?"

"Defibrillator."

"Why?"

"It's cheap." Nando butts in,

"They're good for spreading peanut butter."

"And how would you know that?"

"I tried it." Lucian starts in again,

"Did you know, I'm half-Romanian?"

"You told me that when we were eight."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You said your family was from Transylvania."

"I know someone there!"

"Who?"

"My cousin Janice." Nando starts screaming,

"OMIGOD! WHEN I WAS LITTLE, I HAD A PET ROCK THAT I CALLED 'DOC FRANK' AND IT WAS A ROCK WRAPPED IN FISHNET MATERIAL! I'LL GO GET IT!" He runs upstairs and starts rifling through the kitchen, He runs back down holding a rock encased in a roll of netting. Lucian says,

"Do you still have Big Wilma?"

"Y'mean the walrus? I gave her to Teresa."

"I still have Blackie."

"Your velvet pillow?"

"Yep."

"Isn't your bed,like, plexiglass?"

"Let's not go there." Ash goes,

"What, you need to be quarantined? You have contagious problems? Remedial protection?"

"You fool, it looks nice. Like an igoo-ish thingy."

"Smart Elite 4 person says thingy, I can see the headlines now..."

"At least I know what avarice is."

"Being a genius-freak-nerd person isn't my job."

"Watchyer mouth, Soot."

"DON'T CALL ME SOOT!"

"Fine...Coal."

"NWAAAAGH!" Ash scuttles around the floor like a freaked-out cat, vibrating. Lucian starts changing colours faster than a chameleon sitting on a video game screen, then slows down to a light dimmer.

"Why the hell do you change colours?" My phone rings, and Dawn screams out 'BABY-CHEESE ALIEN!' Obviously completely smashed. Lucian takes out his phone and calls Dawn,

"Pick up, you little- HI DAWN! What? No, unicorns are not real... You didn't see one, It's the letter after K, No, you're stupid... Bees can't do that, how many beers did you have last night? EW! GET SOME HELP, YOU SICK, PERVERTED- No, Jesus never rode on a dinosaur... or an egg...YEAH, WELL YOU SUCK THEM! I DON'T CARE! YES, NO, IDIOT!"