Disclaimer: I own none, only Casey. I may not even own the plot which may be owned by Ivorycat (read her stories, they're good!). She also may be writing for this, so look out for her input. Joss, the insane god he is, owns the whole cast of characters you see, save again, for Casey, she is mine.
Attention: Look, there will be talk of, if not seen, cases of child abuse from Holtz. This happens because in my time line, Holtz took much of his anger out on Casey, and some out on Connor. But Connor was the favorite child of the two. More about that later. There also may be instance of corporal punishment. I would like to inform people that child abuse and corporal punishment are two different things. Corporal punishment will only happen when there is need for it to happen, and it will always be done in a loving environment.
Author's Note: I am going to try and put my teenage characters though what normal teenagers go through. That may be bad grades, idiot teachers, sexual harassment, drugs, alcohol, and that such. Some may be embellished a little, but guess what? If they are, that's because I have yet to experience them in my high school. Now don't say that I make this some kind of soap opera, because quite frankly, life is one.
Summery: The plans are started.
Chapter Seventeen: Gathering the Troops
Casey sat on the stage, legs swinging back and forth as about fifteen people sat in front of her. "Why are we here?" a burly wrestler, named Mitch, asked. He was sitting with the fellow jocks, and for once look severely out of place.
When everyone heard the quested, a murmur started up, eventually creating a rather loud noise. Casey tried to yell, to get people's attention, but it didn't seem to work. Shooting a glance to her brother, Connor nodded and stood up. He let out a war cry that had everybody look at him.
"Thanks," Casey flashed a smile his way before getting down to business. "Okay, I got people to get you here because we all have one common enemy, and that's Falkner. Now what's the best way to get back at him? To embarrass him. Now I've set it up that we can do it. And I have permission. His to be exact." She sighed as another murmur went up.
"And what to get for it?" the same wrestler asked this question.
Casey sighed and looked at the people, "I didn't think I had to make some motivational speech, so I wont. But we can pull this little stunt off without getting in trouble. We all hate Falkner. I mean, he makes kids who have no reason to be involved in drugs take drug tests. Targets the jocks, and don't think I don't notice. We have a comment enemy, and I think we should fight."
"So what do we have to do exactly?" Ashley, one of the more shy people asked from the second row.
Casey sighed as she popped a mint into her mouth. "We take over the talent show. We present it as one, but it totally goes in a different direction."
"Like what?" Ashley challenged.
"We talk about what's really on our minds. Drugs sex, whatever we want. We may add a little show like thing to it. But it will be us, and nothing else. So what do you guys say? Yes or no?" Casey looked at the people who sat in front of her.
"I'll do it," Seth shrugged and walked over the Casey. Connor, Claire, Kevin, and Lissa followed. A murmur went up as people saw this and one by one people stood up and walked towards the stage.
"So, how do we set this up?" Mitch asked.
Casey grinned, "Well here's the plan. We get a couple acts, all having to do with problems we face today. Like a skit, dance routine, piano recital, whatever. But it's all going to be produced by us. Its called creative liberty."
Mitch looked at his friends, guess he became the unofficial leader of that pack. They nodded to him and he turned to Casey, "We're in."
"So are we," Kara, the head cheerleader said.
Casey looked to Kevin who looked to the artists. They nodded, "They're in," Kevin announced.
"Let's show him what we got," one of the actors said, Seth just smiled in satisfaction.
One by one, people said they would join and by the time three o'clock came around, people were leaving, save for a small bunch. The only people that were left where Connor, Casey, Claire, Kevin, Mitch, and Ashley. The six looked at each other before Mitch opened his big mouth. "How are we going to pull it off?" he asked Casey who just crossed her legs and looked at him square in the eye.
"Because the six of us are going to head it," she snapped back.
Connor looked at his sister in horror, "Me? Since when was I dragged into this?"
Casey just flipped him off, "Since now. So who wants pizza?"
Author's Note 2: Okay, it's started. And I thank everyone who is reviewing, I love it! Special thanks to gidgetgirl and Ivorycat. I love your reviews, along with Lian. Oh and gidgetgirl, expect a twist in the story with your ideas. You will like it. Promise. Just make sure I have 60 or more reviews everyone, or else I will not post. Next chapter? Well Charlie's here again!