Hoooooowdy-ho!

Happy Holidays!

Back with yet another chapter of Killer Klowns and Skittles~

Goshers, I have yet /another/ idea for an OC story XD

One that I actually planned out the ending and all, it's based off of a movie (NO, not Twilight. A /GOOD/ movie that is neither Twilight or Harry Potter!)

But I'm going to save that for when I finish one of the fanfics I'm working on currently~

So here we go, more of Rhiannon's dramatic life XD

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch him now, here he come

Wowzeroonie.

I'm still in 'Holy-SHIT' mode because of the whole Clyde thing. Chelsea had bombarded me with questions the second I stepped inside, asking all about Clyde. Did I kiss him? Yes. Do I like him? I don't know. Am I over the SG? I don't think so. After she finished playing Twenty Questions with me, she left, saying she wanted to go 'blow shit up' with Kenny. Thus leaving me all aloney and on my owney, but that's okay with me.

I trudge up to my bedroom, totally bored out of my mind. The bowling party isn't until eight, I think, and it's barely even noon yet. I close the door behind me and stretch a bit. I've always been a bit lazy, or the kind of person that would rather be invited than invite. I don't want to become to much of computer addict, so I fight my urges and leave it untouched on my dresser. I wander around my house aimlessly, taking pictures of myself and just random things. I sit on the bay window at the end of my room and look out onto the street to people-watch.

I spot Craig and Tweek outside Craig's house, building a snowman. Tweek's trying to pick up stones, but Craig throws a snowball at him and he freaks out, and starts throwing snowballs back at Craig. Craig started laughing, and when Tweek turned around to pick up more snow, he ran over and tackled him to the snow covered ground. Tweek turned so he was lying on his back, and his face was bright red. Craig kissed Tweek's nose, then rolled off him and ran inside, with Tweek following right behind him. Dude, I have to know what is/was going on between those two.

Some kid with shaggy black hair and big dark eyes was walking down the street. He stopped in front of my house and looked up at me, so me, being a genius, tried to duck and ended up falling backwards and hitting my head. That was going to hurt tomorrow morning.

After a few minutes of just lying on the floor, staring at my ceiling blankly, I jumped up when my cell rang. Maybe it was Christophe begging forgiveness... or someone saving me from my boredom.

"Hey'o." I greeted, putting the phone on speaker. I've sort of been freaked to holding it near my ear after hearing the radiation can give you cancer.

"Hello, Rhiannon." a female voice said from the other end. You know what never occured to me? How is everyone getting my number?

"Why hello, stranger." I replied.

"Oh," she laughed. "Sorry, it's me, Wendy Testaburger. Want to hang out a bit before the party?"

How the hell did she get my number? "Sure, but how'd you get my number?"

"Facebook." she replied simply. "Meet me at Shakey's in half an hour."

"Sure thing, see ya then." I hung up.

Well, I had plans. So I didn't have to hang around and spy on people like a creeper. I took a quick shower, in case I smelled funky. I put on bright blue skinny jeans, a white shirt with 'Paramore' written on it in bright pink, rainbow converse, and a blue checkered bandana around my neck. And, of course, a little black bow in my rainbow hair. I put on eyeliner and mascara and the whole pancake or enchalada or whatever, and some ice blue lippy.

I threw on my neon orange and green plaid parka with the faux fur on the hood and started walking to Shakey's. It was pretty cold out today. But everything looked so Christmas-y. Probably because Christmas is fast approaching. All the houses have twinkling lights all over them, and Santa blow-up dolls (no, not the sexual ones). I love this time of year, honestly.

On my way to Shakey's, I passed quite a few people. Like Lulu, who was with Kenny. They were walking out of TGI Friday's.

"Hey," I smiled and waved at them.

"Hi!" Lulu greeted. "You're going to the bowling party tonight, right?"

"Of course!" I replied.

"We'll see you there, then." Kenny said, before tugging Lulu along somewhere else.

A little ahead of me, I saw Silas. He was with a girl I haven't seen before. She had short messy light brown hair with bangs, and blue eyes. As I got closer, I noticed she had freckles. She was wearing a white parka with mixed gray fur on the hood and skinny jeans tucked into shin-high gray heeled boots.

"Hi, Rhiannon!" Silas said, grinning at me.

"Hey Silas." I smiled back. "Hi Girl."

"Hello, I'm Emily Malkinson, nice to meet you." She smiled at me, shaking my head.

"Oh! You're the diabetic kid's sister, right?" I said. Scott was in my math class.

"Yeah, that's me." She replied.

"Well, I gotta get going, I'm meeting Wendy at Shakey's," I said. "I'll see you two at the bowling party, catch ya' on the flipside."

They waved at me, before looking at something on Emily's phone. She looked a little younger than the rest of the kids I knew. Maybe she just had a baby face.

I made it to Shakey's five minutes late, but that's alright. I noticed this place was themed like the fifties, with pink vintage wallpaper, and pictures from the the twenties and fifties all over the place, including a neon sign that said 'I Love Lucy' on the wall. There was even a jukebox, that was playing some nifty song, and that famous picture of Marylin Monroe in that white dress getting blown up by wind hanging over it. The waitresses were dressed in high-waisted light pink poodle skirts with white dress shirts tucked into them, and a black or pink scarf tied around their neck. On their feet they were wearing rollerskates.

I walked in, before spotting Wendy at a booth in the back. I walked over, sliding into the seat across the table.

"Hey," I said.

"Hey!" She smiled at me. She wasn't wearing her pink hat today, surprisingly. She was wearing a red tank-top underneath her jacket, which was a red and black plaid jacket with black fur on the hood. I didn't want to look under the table like a weirdo to see the rest of her outfit, but it's safe to assume she's wearing pants.

"What's up?" I asked, shimmying out of my jacket and putting it beside me.

"Nothing much, actually." She shrugged. "I heard about what happened with Christophe... I'm sorry."

The way she said it, it almost sounded as if we had been married and he died in war. "It's alright... well, that was a lie, I'm still pretty miffed."

"God, I would be too!" She exclaimed. "Stan and I... we break up a lot and all, but I'd get so angry if he dated another girl... like that Madison girl. She likes him."

"Really?" I said, but I knew that already. I didn't want to rat Madi out, though.

"Yeah." Wendy said.

"Hello, my name is Wonder, and I'll be your server today," a waitress skated over to our table.

She looked pretty young. She had shoulder-length cinnamon brown hair with bangs, and ENORMOUS blue eyes, like Allison's from America's Next Top Model. She also had freckles.

"Oh, hello, Wendy." She smiled at Wendy, then smiled at me. "Hello."

"Hey, Wonder." Wendy smiled. "I'll have the usual."

Wonder nodded, then turned to me. "And you?"

"I'll have a vanilla milkshake," I replied, and she jotted that down in a little black book.

"Okay, your orders will be right up!" She skated away.

"Wow, she has big eyes!" I commented.

"Yeah, I'm so jealous!" Wendy pouted. "By the way, that's Wonder Blake, she's in our grade. She's part of the school Rock Ensamble, and she's really shy. She sings at Coffee Shops a lot and stuff because her sister died a few years ago. Have you ever heard that song 'Let Me Out', by a rocker blonde girl named London?"

"Dude, yes! That was my favorite song when I was little!" I jumped a little in my seat.

"That was Wonder's older sister." Wendy informed me.

My mouth popped open. "Dude, seriously? Daaaaamn..."

"Yeah," Wendy said.

Wonder skated back towards our table with a tray holding a vanilla milkshake, and a strawberry-banana smoothie. "Enjoy." She smiled, setting down our drinks before skating off.

Wendy took a sip of her smoothie. "So, Christophe was looking for you at the Chance,"

"I know." I said grudgingly, drinking some yummy vanilla shake.

"You should give him another go," She said. "I've known Christophe for a while, and yes, he's hard, but he's also really... he feels like shit, alright?"

"Did you just call me down here because he asked you to?" I asked hesistantly.

Wendy sighed. "Gregory asked me to. Says Christophe's been bitching to him that he feels like a douche for doing that just for a screw, blah blah blah."

"You can just tell Gregory to tell him to suck my dick." I spat out.

Wendy sort of smiled at my retort. "You don't have a dick."

"Well..." I started.

"I get it, though."

"Good," I said.

We sat there, both drinking our drinks, waiting for the other one to say something.

"Hey, you know a lot about people, right?" I started.

"Weird question... but yes." She nodded. "Why?"

"You know Pom- er, Craig? And Tweek?" I said. I was determined to get to the bottom of this.

"Yes,"

"What's going on between them? On Facebook, Tweek had a picture of Craig kissing his cheek, and it said 'when life was good' with a little heart next to it. And I saw Craig kiss his nose today." I spilled out.

Wendy bit her lip. "Well... they used to date. But then Vivi came into the picture."

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young

Can we climb this mountain? I don't know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy, easy now, watch it go

Uh-oh, cliff-hangerosity!

Ugh, I keep putting off the bowling party, I know!

But I wanted to get a chapter out, and I also don't feel like writing right now XD

Awesomeosity OC's:

Lucy Montgomery - Kootie Bomb

Vivi Sykes - PiScEs-BlOsSoM69

Rylee Ann Royce - tazrr.

Keira Keen - RemmyBlack

Bain Cynis - Anonymous Void

Chelsea Marie Richey - Psycho-Pyro-Maniac

Angela Margaret Carnahan - Dylan2910

Lynda Kara Rivera - ToOoFaKiNd

Lulu Morgan Summers - Especially Kenny

Silas and Ozzy Landon - Reneko-Chan

Madison Jones - Humdiddly

Marisa and Vito Sossani - live . laugh . shop

Lucky Day - Doomed-Orange-Parka

Dani Jones - Robyn

Jackson Robert Williams - LongLiveKenny14

Amy Grey - LaughingAngelsGibberish

Johnny Sandders - Commander of the Rabbids

Mary Christmas - CrystolConeticut

Emily Malkinson - Botherer 1337

Wonder Blake - Vegasbbyxx

OC's coming up in the bowling chapter:

Joey Marino - Kootie Bomb