"For every obstacle, lies an opportunity." -Anonymous
Humphrey: Said every optimist ever.Kate: Says the pessimist.
Ironic.
Lilly's: You're the last one to talk about pessimism.
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Creativity and Sabotage
Humphrey's Residence
28 September 2019
Saturday 17:23
Narrative P.O.V.
The air is cool this afternoon as Humphrey stands in his backyard, taking photographs of the Autumn sunset. Photography wasn't the omega's strong suit in visual art but he's eager to fill in the room for improvement. Humphrey looks up at the pinkish sky and wishes the next week will hopefully turn out to be more 'normal' and slow paced unlike his first month back at school. Part of him enjoyed the last few experiences, the other hated them.
"The race was fun but the loss of Kate's parents and Lilly's guardians is still a hard blow." He says to himself as he sits on the backyard bench. The doorbell soon rings and Humphrey is quick to guess who would be at the door. He gets up and runs into the house. Humphrey makes it to the door and looks through the peephole only finding just Lilly outside. He unlocks the door and the two omega's greet one another.
"What brings you here, my honored guest?" Humphrey asks. Lilly smirks at her friends question. "School, some plans and just fun in general." She answers. "Huh... school and plans? Need help with anything?" Humphrey asks the snowy wolf. "Well yes but actually no. There's an art competition coming up hosted by the 'Cock Suckers Enterprise' and the chosen art works will be exhibited at the their main lodge for God knows what reason (because plot)." Lilly explains to Humphrey. He thinks about possible reasons for CSE to exhibit random high school art in their main headquarters.
"Are they gonna be unveiling something big during this or revealing a new energy drink that'd need a whole exhibition ceremony?" Humphrey asks. Lilly shakes her head before responding. "Jokes already, huh? Your humor's been sucking recently." Humphrey looks down at the floor after hearing this. "Ouch, damage much?" He mumbles.
"But back to the question, I do think it's for an announcement or unveiling like you said, maybe related to the partnership with a local high school. They clearly had the money and could've gotten real artists and their works to show off but they chose the school." Lilly explains. Humphrey shudders at this news. "Shit we might aswell marry the them. I hate how uncomfortably close this enterprise is getting with the school." He states. "Same here. I like to think Nigel is too drunk on the money flowing into the school that he just signs every single thing away."
"Welp, now what's your plan on this art competition?" Humphrey asks the white furred wolf. "Wow, do I really have to spell it out for you?" Lilly asks with an unnoticeable smile on her face.
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Jasper High
30 September
Monday 08:20
Humphrey's P.O.V.
"So you two are gonna enter this art thingamajig... for what?" Reba asks Lilly and I. "Well, last week Kate tried to get the school some field trip passes to CS Headquarters because you know how the school is already close with the thing now. The best she could do was get eight of us who get their works chosen a pass to the HQ. Plus our works will be on display there so it's a double win." Lilly explains.
"You're forgetting one tiny, minuscule and almost irrelevant inconvenience: Jason-Fucking-Jericho was sent BY CSE to make sure YOUR ASSES drop out of the school or get wacked behind the scenes." Garth tells us. I honestly forgot this guy was one of us now and that he actually cared. And he's adapted my shitty sense of humor, nice. "We'll have to deal with his obstacles as we go on. We have to make sure atleast one of you gets in." Kate tells us.
"Like CSE will let their enemies walk into their front door, yeah right." Shakey says. "Mr. Van Paol selects the art, not CS." Lilly states. Shakey tilts his head to side, probably not on the same page as Lilly. "Whatever artworks Mr. Van Paol picks, CS will display regardless of who created them. If Humphrey and I get picked, we WILL have to be there, whether Swift likes it or not." She further explains.
"If they do let you in, it's obviously a trap. They have the power to just say: no." Garth says to Lilly and I. "Trap or not, we're going in." I state. Shakey snickers at my sentence for some reason. "What?" I ask the shorter wolf.
Immaturity of the HIGHEST order.
History Class
I intentionally arrive to the class later than everyone else to avoid an early confrontation with Jason. Mr. Allen bears a disappointed look on his face. I don't blame him. I've never been this late to a single one his History classes until now.
"Humphrey was out banging a girl in the stalls probably." Jason says outloud. The class immediately starts to murmur and gossip about me while Jason grins deviously. 'Motherfucker.' I mouth at him. I walk to my desk with my bag hanging from single strap around my left shoulder.
(Sabotage By Beastie Boys)
I stop at the desk when Salty shakes his head at me right before I grab the chair. "Oh..." I say after the realization of the fact. I pull the chair out but instead of sitting on it immediately, I drop my bag on it first to test something.
Listen all y'all, it's a sabotage!
The chair's legs snap under the weight of the bag albeit not being that heavy (well, I was carrying a bunch of extra books so...). I don't know how Jericho could've managed to weaken the steel legs so easily in such a short time before classes started.
I can't stand it, I know you planned it!
I'm telling y'all, it's a sabotage!
"Thanks." I say to Salty. "Don't mention it." He responds with a waving motion. "Shakey wanted me to tell you that he got stronger locks for you, not that you need them with you carrying everything in your bag for some reason." I glance at Jason eyeballing the hell out of me from his seat. "It's complicated, I'll explain it another time." I tell Sylvester then walk over to an empty desk.
Art class sadly wasn't different from History class even though Jason wasn't in my class. Lilly and I had to suffer from another one of his weirdly immature yet elaborately set up traps and pranks. His current plan is to probably bully and embarrass us into waving the white flag. Yeah... not happening...
Art Class
Mooch and I walk to our group of desks with Lilly. My instincts told me to be extra cautious now. Jason could've sneaked in here before school started to sabotage my seat or something like he did in History. What if he already expected I'd catch on to his plan? The anxiety was starting to kill me and Lilly saw it.
"Lay off the conspiracy theories, Humphrey. Now you look like scientist trying figure out what a black hole is through theorem and calculations." Lilly jokes. "Why does that sound like it's through personal experience?" I ask her. She shrugs her shoulders then moves closer to desk to sit on her stool. I grab her arm and pull her away from the stool's leather seat. "What the hell?" She asks me.
I ignore her question and look down at the newly waxed floors. The reflections were so clear... that I could see some sort of trigger or switch beneath Lilly's seat and probably mine too. Of course. "Step away from the stools." I tell her. She looks at me as if I'm crazy but she still does as I say. I open my school bag and toss my stationary bag onto the orange leather seat of her stool.
Listen all y'all, it's a sabotage!
Lilly and Marvin yelp and stumble in suprise at the explosion of white powder from the seat. My instincts were right for once and anxiety turned out to be my best friend. "What the fuck?" Candu asks, seeing our corner off the room covered in white powder.
I can't stand it, I know you planned it!
I'm gonna set it straight, this Watergate
Van Paol was at a loss for words as he too had no idea what the fuck happened at our group. "Uh, our stools were rigged... with powder bombs?" Lilly didn't know how to tell our teacher. Gregory Isaac Van Paol gapes his mouth as if he's seen a miracle in front of him. "This is..."
I can't stand rocking when I'm here
'Cause your crystal ball ain't so crystal clear
"This is... ART!" Mr. Van Paol says. The class looks at the teacher with confusion and some worry. If he said it's art, I might as well nuke my seat next in front of everyone. I lift up the stool and set it down in the center of the art room. "YOLO." I drop my bag on the seat, not caring if I'd be too close to the powder blast. R.I.P shiny waxed floors.
I'm trying to tell you now, it's sabotage!
PRENK 101: This was positively embarrassing... on Jason's part. This was way more fun than humiliating especially in an art classroom where messes are acceptable. That dumbass really should've put some more thought into his pranks.
"Yo I'm so confused, how did you know-" Mooch asks but Lilly answers before he finishes his question. "It's a long story."
"Okay." Mooch instantly brushes it off. If only Reba was like that if she believed me when I lied about the bullet. Lilly looks at me with her arms crossed. "What?" I ask her. "Well we'll start with the obvious: you ruined my autumn sweater." She replies as she removes her powder covered purple sweater. "So you would've been fine with a powdered ass instead?" I ask as a joke. "Yes. Maybe..." She answers shyly. "Yeah, that's what I thought." I say as I poke her shoulder.
"Snow, Williams, can I speak with you in private for a minute?" The art teacher asks. I started to worry if it was about the powder seat stuff. Lilly and I follow Van Paol to the art storage room. It was kinda dark and dusty as usual, perfect scene to get scolded for something you didn't do. "Now then, CS's little campaign has opened up many doors for the school and possibly doors to students careers..." Van Paol says. Lilly and I weren't sure where he was going with this and he could see that himself. "Okay, cutting to the chase: I'd like you two to enter an art exhibition contest. I'm sure Katherine Quinn must've told you about it since she was partially the reason this exists." He tells us. Yes, Lilly and I already knew about because of Kate but why did he mention the future careers and stuff? I doubt anyone in the school would willingly work for CSE unless it's just money they're after.
"Yeah, we'd like to be a part of this but... why ask us first?" Lilly questions the art teacher. "I believe that anything can be art like those ruined stool seats, therefore I believe in you." Van Paol states. "Thanks...?" I try to accept his savage backhanded compliment. Lilly says nothing but also doesn't seem bothered by it... atleast from the outside, anyway.
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Afterschool
I wait at the front gate with Shakey for the rest of the Six to join us. Maybe we should've picked different group name.
"How much danger do you think we're in?" Sam asks me out of nowhere. "Huh?" I ask. "Danger. CSE. How deep are we in this shit?" Shakey asks again. "Actually you aren't on their radar yet. As far as that enterprise is aware, Kate Lilly and I are the only students who know what's in their closet." I reply. Shakey narrows his eyes at me after giving my response. "Why don't you just tell everyone else in the school?" He asks. "We already went over this dude. We can't have someone gossiping to the wrong wolves. Plus there could be one or more John Wick students like Jericho."
"Oh yeah, you told me he shot your stationary bag then caught the fucking bullet casing as it ejected from his gun. Baadaaass." Shakey says. "Don't compliment the bad guys..." Lilly tells as she arrives with Garth, Kate and Reba. "Did I miss something?" I ask the group of four. "Nope, we just met up on the way." Kate answers.
"You mind if I stay at your place for the next two weeks?" Lilly asks. I look behind me then to the sides to see who she's asking. Garth does the same then Shakey. "Me?" I ask her. "No friggin', duh. Yes you of course, dummy." She tells me. Garth and Sam both look at me with 'pog' facial expressions. "Oouuhh..."
"Baby bird's learning to fly, I'm so proud." Garth tells me. I swear that's a line from a racing game. "Everyone here is in a relationship except for you two, it makes perfect sense now..." Reba tells us with a small smile.
"Oh.../OH NO... it's not like that.../we aren't like that.../it's just a misunderstanding.../I just need to go to his place to work on something.../ nothing special.../yeah just to work on our art stuff.../yeah... nothing weird..." Lilly and I awkwardly blurt in between each other's sentences as the group watches us like we're in a romantic comedy movie. "Wow... you two are definitely a thing." Garth says. That hurt a bit because I still have a crush on Kate and she's with him. Why am I still here? Just to suffer?
"Fine... if Kate's alright with it." I reluctantly answer Lilly. Kate says she's okay with it as long as we behave. That kinda rattled me up because she started to sound like a mom. "Now all we need is to go on a triple date and the Six will officially be a squad of couples. "Mm..." Lilly and I hum simultaneously. This pairing was so unfair...
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Humphrey's Residence
Monday 18:10
I made sure to grab all my extra canvas boardes from the garage and the last of my sculpture and carving equipment. I needed to make sure that when Lilly gets here the first thing we do is get to work on our art entry. Fun will have to wait on this one.
The door bell rings as I set the last carving knife on the table in the lounge. I run up to the front door and unlock it. I open the door and greet Lilly and Garth standing on the porch. "Behave." Garth tells us jokingly. "Mm..." Lilly and I hum harmoniously like before. Garth walks back to his ZL1 (not sure how the fuck his car wasn't impounded all those weeks ago but okay...) and enters the car. Lilly walks in the house with her bag of clothes and another bag around her right arm for her large art diary. I close the door as I hear the muscle car drive away.
Lilly walks into the lounge and sees all the art stuff packed ready and waiting for us to get to work. "Damn, you're all business tonight..." She tells me. "Well we only have one and a half weeks to turn something in." I respond almost as if there wasn't any pressure or anything. "That's more than enough time." Lilly states. "What?"
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The Lounge: No Sauce?
Garth: Ah, "Baby bird's learning to fly", was from Need For Speed Payback. Try me bitch.
Blazin' Blitz: Correct.
Kate: Are we done with filler chapters? Where's the action man?
Blazin' Blitz: You wanted action?
Kate: Yes!
Blazin' Blitz: Okay.
Humphrey: Just like that?
Blazin' Blitz: I'll make the next chapter special.
Lilly: Saucy special?
Blazin' Blitz: No. Just special.
Humphrey: No sauce?
Blazin' Blitz: Yes, no sauce.
Garth: Someone's about to get shot...
Humphrey: Nice Free Guy reference, can't wait for that to become a meme.
Kate: Remember The Most Extraordinary Life In High School saucy chapters? Me neither.
Burn Damage 999
Critical Damage 3161
Lilly: Oddly enough, TMELIHS still has more views, alerts, favorites and reviews than AELIHS.
Garth: Correction: Æ--
Lilly: Shut.
Humphrey: X Æ A-12.
Kate: Ñœ Sæucë?
Blazin' Blitz: wut?
Lilly: Okay, now the entire group has the collective intelligence of a peanut butter sandwich.