A week later…
Spinelli sighed and tugged on her halter top, trying desperatly to hide some of the tan stomach that it showed. She was beginning to wonder why she had let Carmen talk her into this. She really didn't like how her outfit fit, it was too tight and revealing. But it did serve its purpose. She gave her reflection a last glance, just to make sure everything was perfect.
Her dark blue jeans clung tightly to her legs and went much lower then Spinelli would have liked, but if that's what "everyone" wore now, then so be it. Her halter-top was a light pink, and fell to an inch or so above her belly button. She had gotten her belly button pierced in Juvi Hall, and it was now decorated with a large silver stud. Her now too large bust was hidden modestly, but bordering on too low.
Carmen had tried to convince her to let her hair hang loose, but they had compromised with a slim pink hair band, and it now flowed in waves down to her mid-back. Her hair was loaded with an anti-frizz and shine spray that only increased the natural to die for hair. Her large, dark brown eyes were framed with a dark shade of pink eye shadow and a coating of sparkles dusted her cheeks and eyes. They had painted her lips in a light pink that matched her nails and toenails perfectly. Her feet were adorned with a pair of white high-heeled sandals that showed of her slender feet. She wore a large silver hoop earring in each ear, accompanied by two other smaller ones. Long silver dangling bracelets clinked softly on her wrist as she rubbed her bare arms. All in all she could have passed for a 17 year old Ashley. Which was almost exactly what she was going to do.
"Come ON girl! Are you gonna stare at yourself FOREVER? We've got to go!"
Spinelli grinned to herself and slowly made her way down the stairs, savoring every moment she had to herself. Trying not to trip with her heeled sandals on she entered the kitchen, where Carmen was waiting with breakfast. Handing her a paper plate of turkey bacon and a few scrambled eggs Carmen dragged her out the door.
"Let's get out of here before the parental units wake up." She whispered and grabbed a plastic fork off the counter.
"Hold it!"
Carmen and Spinelli turned and faced their father, who was in a light blue bathrobe and looking quite confused.
"Too late." Carmen whispered and grinned softly. Spinelli gave an innocent smile and clasped her hands together.
Bob Spinelli stared at the two of them, puzzlement written clearly on his face. "What are you doing? And why are you dressed like that? Pookie, explain."
Spinelli bit the inside of her lip and let their new "Pookie" explain. "Well," Carmen started carefully. "It IS Ashley's and my first day of school, so we thought we might try a couple new looks." She gestured at her goth outfit, then to Spinelli's preppy one. "We thought that by changing ourselves it might help us get used to all the changes in the others."
Spinelli mentally laughed. How did Carmen do it? Where did this stuff come from? "After all Bob," she said, not bothering with "Dad" or Daddy', "It's important for me to get used to my new, 'healthy' environment." She was quoting from the judge so that it would sink in better. "Don't you want that?"
Bob all of a sudden looked uncomfortable, and glanced nervously up the stairs to his bedroom. "Of course we want you to fit in, but isn't this a bit extreme?"
Spinelli gave him a quick peck on the cheek and walked briskly out the door; she didn't want to be present when Carmen started explaining how important it was for Spinelli to get comfortable in her new life. So she sat, as best she could in those pants, on the porch step and put her chin in her hands. Closing her eyes she practiced focusing her mind on the real world. Carmen had invented these games for her to play; they helped her ignore the flashes, or at least the less strong ones. That is what allowed her to touch people without flashes, although Spinelli just liked avoiding human contact whenever possible. By focusing on the real world she was able to tune out the other one.
"You ready Ashley?"
Spinelli looked up to see Carmen hovering over her, both of their backpacks in hand. Tossing Spinelli her's she slung her own onto her back. Spinelli stood up and did the same, a scowl beginning to form on her face.
"I can't understand why you think it's so important for me to go by that! I HATE that name and you know it!"
Carmen grinned and started walking down the road. "It fits your new personality better. Spinelli is the girl who blew up the school, Ashley is the one who took it over!"
They both laughed as Spinelli caught up to her. "True, true. Oh, I can't wait to see everyone's faces!"
^^^^^^^10 Minutes Later^^^^^^^
Spinelli stared absentmindedly at the white walls. The principal was telling the two of them how they wouldn't be treated special, and no weapons were allowed at school, and blah de blah de blah. Spinelli really wasn't listening, and from the "I'm oh so interested in what you have to say" look on Carmen's face, neither was she. Spinelli was becoming bored quick. She came early just for this?
"Excuse me sir," Carmen said. "But I don't believe you'll have a problem with us this year. And the busses are going to come soon, we'd like a chance to figure out where our classes are before everyone gets here."
The principal looked surprised, then nodded politely. "You may go, here are your schedules."
Spinelli took the piece of paper that he was offering her and looked it over. Carmen ignored hers until they got out into the hallway, where she pulled it out of her purse and compared it to Spinelli's.
"Hmm…" Carmen said quietly. "Not as many together as I had hoped, but we've got the same lunch at least."
Spinelli peered over Carmen's shoulder and studied them.
Ashley S.
1st period- Social Studies
2nd period- Art
3rd period- release
4th period- English
LUNCH
5th period- R.E.A.C.T
6th period- P.E
7th period- Algebra III
Carmen S.
1st period- Art
2nd period- English
3rd period- Release
4th period- R.E.A.C.T
LUNCH
5th period- Social Studies
6th period- P.E
7th period- Algebra II
Spinelli sighed; she had really been counting on sitting by Carmen in all the classes. Now she would HAVE to talk to other people, and she wasn't sure she liked that idea. Being feared is bad enough, if only people didn't pretend like they weren't. It made Spinelli uncomfortable, even more so when they started watching their words for anything that might offend her.
Carmen's sigh matched Spinelli's, but was for a different reason. "So we've got one class together, plus Lunch."
Spinelli looked at her and pointed at Release. "That's two classes and Lunch. You forgot this one."
Carmen grinned evilly. "No I didn't. We're not going to see each other during that time."
Spinelli glared at her. Whenever Carmen got that look it meant that something bad was gonna happen, usually involving Spinelli. "Why not?" she demanded, dreading the answer. She wasn't disappointed.
"Because…" Carmen said slowly. "You're gonna become a cheerleader. And they practice during Release."
Dun Dun Dun Dun…..
Cliffhanger. Kinda Sorta Maybe. Will Ashley S. ACTUALLY go for it? Or will Carmen end up with a broken arm? That's it for chpt 5! I'm gonna start working on chpt 6 now! And yes people, I know that Release is actually Seminary or a 7th class like English, my sisters in seminary in fact, but in this school, it's a break.
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Spinelli sighed and tugged on her halter top, trying desperatly to hide some of the tan stomach that it showed. She was beginning to wonder why she had let Carmen talk her into this. She really didn't like how her outfit fit, it was too tight and revealing. But it did serve its purpose. She gave her reflection a last glance, just to make sure everything was perfect.
Her dark blue jeans clung tightly to her legs and went much lower then Spinelli would have liked, but if that's what "everyone" wore now, then so be it. Her halter-top was a light pink, and fell to an inch or so above her belly button. She had gotten her belly button pierced in Juvi Hall, and it was now decorated with a large silver stud. Her now too large bust was hidden modestly, but bordering on too low.
Carmen had tried to convince her to let her hair hang loose, but they had compromised with a slim pink hair band, and it now flowed in waves down to her mid-back. Her hair was loaded with an anti-frizz and shine spray that only increased the natural to die for hair. Her large, dark brown eyes were framed with a dark shade of pink eye shadow and a coating of sparkles dusted her cheeks and eyes. They had painted her lips in a light pink that matched her nails and toenails perfectly. Her feet were adorned with a pair of white high-heeled sandals that showed of her slender feet. She wore a large silver hoop earring in each ear, accompanied by two other smaller ones. Long silver dangling bracelets clinked softly on her wrist as she rubbed her bare arms. All in all she could have passed for a 17 year old Ashley. Which was almost exactly what she was going to do.
"Come ON girl! Are you gonna stare at yourself FOREVER? We've got to go!"
Spinelli grinned to herself and slowly made her way down the stairs, savoring every moment she had to herself. Trying not to trip with her heeled sandals on she entered the kitchen, where Carmen was waiting with breakfast. Handing her a paper plate of turkey bacon and a few scrambled eggs Carmen dragged her out the door.
"Let's get out of here before the parental units wake up." She whispered and grabbed a plastic fork off the counter.
"Hold it!"
Carmen and Spinelli turned and faced their father, who was in a light blue bathrobe and looking quite confused.
"Too late." Carmen whispered and grinned softly. Spinelli gave an innocent smile and clasped her hands together.
Bob Spinelli stared at the two of them, puzzlement written clearly on his face. "What are you doing? And why are you dressed like that? Pookie, explain."
Spinelli bit the inside of her lip and let their new "Pookie" explain. "Well," Carmen started carefully. "It IS Ashley's and my first day of school, so we thought we might try a couple new looks." She gestured at her goth outfit, then to Spinelli's preppy one. "We thought that by changing ourselves it might help us get used to all the changes in the others."
Spinelli mentally laughed. How did Carmen do it? Where did this stuff come from? "After all Bob," she said, not bothering with "Dad" or Daddy', "It's important for me to get used to my new, 'healthy' environment." She was quoting from the judge so that it would sink in better. "Don't you want that?"
Bob all of a sudden looked uncomfortable, and glanced nervously up the stairs to his bedroom. "Of course we want you to fit in, but isn't this a bit extreme?"
Spinelli gave him a quick peck on the cheek and walked briskly out the door; she didn't want to be present when Carmen started explaining how important it was for Spinelli to get comfortable in her new life. So she sat, as best she could in those pants, on the porch step and put her chin in her hands. Closing her eyes she practiced focusing her mind on the real world. Carmen had invented these games for her to play; they helped her ignore the flashes, or at least the less strong ones. That is what allowed her to touch people without flashes, although Spinelli just liked avoiding human contact whenever possible. By focusing on the real world she was able to tune out the other one.
"You ready Ashley?"
Spinelli looked up to see Carmen hovering over her, both of their backpacks in hand. Tossing Spinelli her's she slung her own onto her back. Spinelli stood up and did the same, a scowl beginning to form on her face.
"I can't understand why you think it's so important for me to go by that! I HATE that name and you know it!"
Carmen grinned and started walking down the road. "It fits your new personality better. Spinelli is the girl who blew up the school, Ashley is the one who took it over!"
They both laughed as Spinelli caught up to her. "True, true. Oh, I can't wait to see everyone's faces!"
^^^^^^^10 Minutes Later^^^^^^^
Spinelli stared absentmindedly at the white walls. The principal was telling the two of them how they wouldn't be treated special, and no weapons were allowed at school, and blah de blah de blah. Spinelli really wasn't listening, and from the "I'm oh so interested in what you have to say" look on Carmen's face, neither was she. Spinelli was becoming bored quick. She came early just for this?
"Excuse me sir," Carmen said. "But I don't believe you'll have a problem with us this year. And the busses are going to come soon, we'd like a chance to figure out where our classes are before everyone gets here."
The principal looked surprised, then nodded politely. "You may go, here are your schedules."
Spinelli took the piece of paper that he was offering her and looked it over. Carmen ignored hers until they got out into the hallway, where she pulled it out of her purse and compared it to Spinelli's.
"Hmm…" Carmen said quietly. "Not as many together as I had hoped, but we've got the same lunch at least."
Spinelli peered over Carmen's shoulder and studied them.
Ashley S.
1st period- Social Studies
2nd period- Art
3rd period- release
4th period- English
LUNCH
5th period- R.E.A.C.T
6th period- P.E
7th period- Algebra III
Carmen S.
1st period- Art
2nd period- English
3rd period- Release
4th period- R.E.A.C.T
LUNCH
5th period- Social Studies
6th period- P.E
7th period- Algebra II
Spinelli sighed; she had really been counting on sitting by Carmen in all the classes. Now she would HAVE to talk to other people, and she wasn't sure she liked that idea. Being feared is bad enough, if only people didn't pretend like they weren't. It made Spinelli uncomfortable, even more so when they started watching their words for anything that might offend her.
Carmen's sigh matched Spinelli's, but was for a different reason. "So we've got one class together, plus Lunch."
Spinelli looked at her and pointed at Release. "That's two classes and Lunch. You forgot this one."
Carmen grinned evilly. "No I didn't. We're not going to see each other during that time."
Spinelli glared at her. Whenever Carmen got that look it meant that something bad was gonna happen, usually involving Spinelli. "Why not?" she demanded, dreading the answer. She wasn't disappointed.
"Because…" Carmen said slowly. "You're gonna become a cheerleader. And they practice during Release."
Dun Dun Dun Dun…..
Cliffhanger. Kinda Sorta Maybe. Will Ashley S. ACTUALLY go for it? Or will Carmen end up with a broken arm? That's it for chpt 5! I'm gonna start working on chpt 6 now! And yes people, I know that Release is actually Seminary or a 7th class like English, my sisters in seminary in fact, but in this school, it's a break.
Places to reach me:
Brink_babe2002@hotmail.com
Dolphin_luver55@hotmail.com
Or My Yahoo messenger name: Brink_Babe2002