Gorillaz In High School: Chapter 8

HOLO, It's me. Simply Nailogical, anyone? Anyway, I hope that you guys enjoy this next chapter. I want to make up for how long it took to write the last one, so here we go! BTW, I got a PM from someone asking me to make SMUT, and I'm just gonna say that I don't write SMUT. So, deal with it ya little naaaaaassssssssssstttttttttyyy. Alright, I hope you enjoy!

The next week was literally hell on earth. With Paula's excessive flirting, 2D was dying a little bit more inside every day. Teaching Paula all of the songs wasn't proving to be very hard, as she was a decent guitar player. Not as good as Noodle, but decent. She was also invading their personal information. It made all four of them, well, uncomfortable. She was somehow able to gain information that nobody but them knew. It was very suspicious.

Noodle wasn't acting normal either. She wasn't really talking, and whenever somebody would ask her why, she would start crying. It seemed as though she had to say something, but never could. It was definitely strange. The only one who could get any words out of her was 2D, and every time he could it was something about being fine, and ok, and that they shouldn't worry about her. But they were.

She wasn't eating as much, and she looked like she was barely sleeping. She couldn't even find the strength to play video games or play guitar anymore. And weirder still, her health didn't seem to be improving. The doctor had told them that she would feel much better after about a week, but that she wouldn't fully recover until about a week after. However, her condition seemed to be worsening by the day. They were all very confused. Maybe it had something to do with Paula.

Some days, Paula would come over to their house to practice. There, she would practice, and then sometimes cook dinner for the five of them, including Noodle. Then, she would crash on the couch. The first time she did this, the band was furious. But everyone reluctantly got used to it. She would often just wander throughout the house, clearly not respecting anybody's personal space. But that was expected.

Soon enough, the concert arrived. They were all very stressed, everybody except Paula. She was as cool as a cucumber. There was something… off about it. It seemed so planned. What are the odds that there was a concert that was announced to the band a week before they performed? Why was it announced after Noodle got sick? It only intensified that uneasy feeling that the band had felt in the past week. Enter the bitchy substitute of a guitar player.

Twas the night before the concert, and everyone was very stressed. It was very different without Noodle. Usually she would be there to support them, but she couldn't. She wasn't there for them. She was currently in her room, barely being able to lift her hand. Paula was in the kitchen, preparing dinner. She planned to sleep over, so that in the morning they could go to the theatre and start setting up and practicing. She was making a beef stew, which they had started brewing the night before. The guys were in the den, tired and fed up. All four of them were hungry, and dinner was taking too long. They all agreed to go to the kitchen to get a snack. As they walked into the kitchen, they were greeted with a terrible sight.

Paula was pouring something into Noodle's bowl! But what was it? Murdoc, Russel, and 2D gasped in anger and shock. They could see Paula's smug look, as she could not hear them. She had headphones in her ears, and it seemed as though they were turned up to full volume. They quietly exited the kitchen, exchanging nervous glances. They began to whisper amongst themselves, discussing what they had just saw. "She was pouring something into her food, and not anybody else's," Russel observed. "I wonder what it was?" Their ears perked up as they heard Paula leave the kitchen, presumably to use the restroom. This was their chance. They ran towards the kitchen, and threw open the doors. And there is was. On the counter, was a bottle labeled 'ipecac'. Russel lunged at it, and checked the label. His eyes widened, and his teeth clenched together in anger. "Everyone," he said at 2D and Murdoc. "Try to find any more bottles of this. And dump out Noodle's soup before she brings it up to her." Over the next few minutes, they were able to find 4 more bottles, scattered around the kitchen. 2D dumped out Noodle's soup, and refilled it with more soup that was in the crock pot. Then they quietly left the kitchen.

"Wot are we gonna do?" 2D asked, frustrated tears in his eyes.

"Here's the plan," Murdoc said. "We need her for the concert, so we'll keep her around for now. However, she cannot stay in the house, and cannot get even close to Noodle or her food. Now that we have her ipecac, she can't put anymore in her food, if she stays out of the house. And she can't say anything because it would reveal her plans. She will stay for the concert, but as soon as we're done, we confront her, and she's out." The guys nodded in conclusion. They were very aggravated, as they could not say anything about what they had seen. But it was for everyone's sake. Especially Noodle's.

The day had finally arrived. The concert was here. The guys packed up in the morning, less lively than usual. 2D gave a goodbye kiss to a half-asleep Noodle, and exited their room quietly. After a few more goodbyes to Noodle and a few more eyerolls from Paula, the "whole" band left.

The drive was silent, none of them having the energy to say a word. Paula looked rattled, and rather annoyed. Like something had gone wrong. Murdoc had the guts to ask. "Is something wrong, Paula?" He asked, his eyes remaining nonchalantly on the road as he steered the vehicle left towards the next exit. She snapped out of it, and plastered on a fake smile.

"No, nothing!" She said happily. "I'm just so excited that I'm a part of the band!" They met her gaze with furious eyes, as they all glared at her. She hastily corrected herself, "For the day, at least." They all looked away, as 2D went back to staring at the window. He could see that as soon as Paula looked away, Murdoc's face contorted into a sneer. It looked like he was about ready to kill her.

They drove up to the performance area, a small theater just a short drive away from downtown. They drove out to the back, where they were greeted by the staff, who helped unload their things. Paula didn't do anything, she just stood and smoked and told the people what to do. Russel saw this, and glared at her, only to walk up to where she was standing. "Hey, can you help? Your giving us a bad rep." Paula just rolled her eyes and waved him off. Russel walked away, unvictorious.

Once everything was unloaded, the band started setting up. Backstage was a clutter, filled with Paula's complaints about not having a dressing room, Russel looking for something to eat, and Murdoc trying to help 2D get his hair into place. Soon enough, it was time for them to go onstage. 2D nearly had a panic attack as he heard the announcer welcoming them to the stage. His hands shook, and he started to hyperventilate. This happened often, but usually Noodle would be there to calm him down. This time, she wasn't there. However, Murdoc put a hand on his shoulder, flashed him a smile, and gestured towards the stage. 2D took a deep breath, smiled back, and slowly made his way onto the stage, as his band mates followed in his footsteps.

They waved to the audience, all enjoying the moment of applause. Paula was enjoying it a bit too much. She walked up to the front, and started yelling into the mic. As soon as she started, the applause stopped, and the boys glared at her. She blushed in embarrassment, as she stepped back from the mic. As soon as she did, the applause started back up again. She folded her arms and gave an impatient look. The applause eventually died down, as the boys exchanged nervous glances. Paula, however, looked very different. She had a sly look on her face, as she made a signal with her hand to one of the sound men. Suspiciously, he signaled back, and walked out of the building.

The boys exchanged very nervous glances. What was she up to? Why would he just leave the building like that? They were stressing, but tried to push it to the back of their minds. Paula just looked back to the stage smugly, and looked towards Russel. He shook his head a bit, and realized that the audience was still waiting. He hastily brought his hands up into the air, and tapped his drumsticks together, indicating the start of the song.

The night continued on, with nothing else suspicious happening. Paula served as a decent guitar player, though the boys couldn't wait to get rid of her. As the band finished up their last song, the audience erupted into applause. The boys all waved and walked offstage, while Paula soaked up the fame like a hungry sponge. They all yawned, as 2D chugged a glass of water to soothe his very dry throat.

The band eventually left, after a few minutes of packing up. They piled into the van, and drove home. They first dropped Paula off at her house, as they were very tired, and decided to confront her the next day at school. As soon as they drove away, a creepy, menacing smile appeared on her face, stretching from ear to ear. They pulled up to the driveway, and entered the warm house. 2D went upstairs to his room, while Murdoc and Russel stayed down for a drink. However, they stopped in the hallway, when they heard 2D shouting for them. "MURDOC! RUSSEL! COME QUICK!" They raced upstairs, as they threw themselves into the room, tripping over their feet. "NOODLE! SHE'S GONE!"

Murdoc gasped. "GONE? What do you mean GONE?"

"She's not here! And where would she have moved? Everyone, look for her!" 2D shouted, but they needed no instruction. They immediately started running around the house, searching in every room. Russel was sweating, terrified. However, they returned when they heard a high pitched scream coming from Murdoc, who was downstairs. Russel and 2D raced towards him, and they saw him frozen in front of a closet, a terrified expression on his face. In the closet was a bottle of chloroform, a pool of blood, and a knife. And hanging from the ceiling by her waist, completely naked, was Noodle. Her back was carved with dripping words that read: "You found my secret. But you haven't seen anything yet."

BOOM! The story is going to get much creepier from here. Like a pretty little liars kind of thing. Anyway, I hope that you enjoyed! I have an account on the gorillaz amino app, my username is GorillazLover. I post art, and occasionally a fanfic! So stay tuned, and plz review.