Welcome to NHS
By Swifty Li, as told to Keza: Queen of Procrastination
AN: Wa-hoooaaa many, many responses to that casting call. Ark! I need more original male characters, so if you have any of those, e-mail me and tell me. Oh, and of course anyone can still be in it. Woo.
Stormbringer: Yes. Good, good movie.
Omniscient Bookseller: Oh dear… Well, don't kill yourself in a review to me! And if anyone gets our friend Race, it's you. -_^ OH and I'm probably gonna use Teacher, if ya don't mind.
AngelicOne: Whee! Thanks.
Slick: School with Newsies… Um… Ew -wipes drool of the keyboard-
Deejay Supastar: I was going to have Pie be the narrator, but changed to Swifty. Pie is the best though.
-grin-
Kitten-Luv: Oh, Swifty absolutely loves high school, let me tell you. And chuckling is good for the mind and body. Hehe.
SexyDaddyMagent69: HAHA bottle 'o hot guys! Well put, well put.
Shortie: MUAHALICIOUS! Sounds like a yummy flavor to me. *muah hah hah*
Misprint: School. Nine hours? Ark. I'm so, so, sorry. YES! Mullet-Itey. -cracks up-
Dragonfly: I always draw on my hands… At least my right one (I'm a lefty!) It's fun!
Falco: The scary Hot Topic guy would like to say "hey." He also wants to lecture you about Brooklyn…
Derby: ^________^ eeehehe faces are fun.
Mondie: Keezles, eh? I must admit that's a new one. And of course you love Pie! Everybody loves Pie!
Aki: Swifty is getting dizzy. O_o
ThumbsuckerSnitch: -snorts when she thinks of how she's going to portray Snitch- Well, you asked for it!
Hotshot: Don't worry, more chapters equal more fun! Oh boy! And, who's the jock, etc? You will see. You will ALL SEEEEE!
Ok… Cutting down on the caffeine, I swear.
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The teachers here have some very effective torture methods. Ninety minute science, at the period right before lunch - well, that's one of their favorites. I stumbled into class late, thanks to a stubborn locker door, and scanned the class for a free seat. Uh oh…
The only open chair was one of the last places I'd want to sit - next to Chamelion. Nothing against the girl, she was nice and friendly and all… But she also had a major crush on me. And the rumor was that today we were watching "The Private Life of Plants." You know, the movie about plant sex. In other words, things could get really awkward. Any other place to sit? Nope, not unless I wanted to sit next to Snitch - but that would probably mean losing my new watch.
I slid in next to Chamelion and nodded a hello, then found myself standing a moment later as Slacker entered the class and snapped at me to move so she could sit next to her friend.
"That time of the month, eh?" I heard Racetrack snort from the back of the room. He was trying to light a cigarette. You'd think that after spending eight years of your life in detention, you might learn. Racetrack didn't. He was always doing stuff like this - smoking, gambling, mouthing off. Several other unmentionable things. He was a bad seed, but still an ok guy if you caught him on the right day.
So I sat next to Snitch after all, who spent most of the time listening to his endless array of rap music. During the movie Chamelion kept giving me meaningful glances, but I was too busy worrying about something being stolen from me that I didn't do anything about it.
Despite 90 minutes of plant sex, the class wasn't too bad. What with Race offering Ms. Records, a cigarette and Kid Blink getting pushed off his stool by Tiger (he was probably attempting advances again. Boy never quits!). Still, when the lunch bell rang, everyone was a bit queasy.
"I haven't seen Polecat for a few days," I commented to Pie-eater as we made our way to the cafeteria. Ruin walked with us - that girl kind of creeped me out, but she was a good friend of Pie's, so I didn't say anything. Though anyone who gets their nickname because of a temper and tendancy towards violence is one to be weary of.
"Neither have I," Pie admitted. He stopped to grab his lunch. "She hasn't called lately either."
Ruin looked to me in mock horror.
"Oh no! Don't separate Pie and his girlfriend for long, he may explode!" I snorted, Pie-eater glared.
"You're just jealous," he retorted.
"Oh, that's right. I forgot."
"Uh oh," I murmured as we turned a corner. Skittery and Snoddy - the class bully and his minion - had a boy up against a wall and clearly wanted something. Meanwhile, several of the 'popular' kids looked on with smirks.
"It don't mattah if it's a fag's money!" Skittery was saying. "It's still money, and you owe me!" The victim, a boy with glasses and floppy blonde hair - we called 'em Dutchy - didn't cower.
"I don't 'owe' you anything!" he insisted.
"Aw, jus' soak 'em and get it over with," someone sneered from the other wall. Ah, of course. Little Spot Conlon and his gang of 'friends.' He had his arm wrapped around Sky, his latest girlfriend, and was playing with the key on his neck. Sky had a smirk to match his, and I noticed her wink at Ruin. The two were mortal enemies, though I don't know why. Pie-eater held onto the back of Ruin's shirt. She twisted to glare at him. Sky just snapped her gum smugly and wriggled closer to Spot.
"Don't you guys have someplace to go?" Snoddy asked as he noticed us.
"Let go of Dutchy," Pie-eater replied coolly.
"That's funny, I didn't know the fag had a name," Skittery glanced over his shoulder - checking for adults - then refocused on holding Dutchy against the wall. "Betcha like being this close to me, eh?"
"For Christ's sake, let go of the boy!" a new voice snapped. Skittery fell over backwards as Lute appeared and nailed him in the back of his knees with her flute case. Dutchy jumped away from the wall and gave him a satisfying kick in the crotch before joining us on our quest for food.
"Hey, thanks Lute," Dutchy muttered, obviously embarrassed.
"Nooo problem!" she winked and tipped her Boston Red Sox hat. "Hey, any of you seen Snitch today? I think he's trying to avoid me or something."
"Yeah, I saw 'em in science," I told her. "He seemed pretty normal."
"Alrighty, then, I'm off to find him," she skipped away.
"WAIT! Lute!"
"Yeah?!"
"TELL HIM TO GIVE ME BACK MY DAMN WATCH!" Lute rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's antics and nodded.
"That was a good move," Ruin mused as we sat down in the cafeteria and Dutchy left to find Specs. She was still talking about Lute and her flute case. "I wonder what would happen if I did that with my bass clarinet case…"
"That thing's bigger than you!" Schizo exclaimed. She had just joined us. Ruin grinned wickedly.
"I know."
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Ah, well, still not too long, but I'm working on introducing the characters and such, so that's why! I swear! Don't fret if you haven't been mentioned yet, I'll get ya in next chapter and such. Now…
SKY is owned by Falco (hahaaa you're a snobby bitch! Snobby bitch!)
RUIN is owned by moi
LUTE is owned by ThumbsuckerSnitch
SCHIZO is owned by Holly
TIGER is owned by Blinks Tiger
SLACKER is owned by JLove
CHAMELION is owned by Aki
POLECAT is owned by Deejay Supastar
Whew. Hope I got 'em all right!
