Ya know what? I've written myself into a corner with this fic and SSwA. I have no idea (yet) what Pie Eater's big secret will be and I have no clue what this initiation will be. I'll just make something up and hopefully it'll pass as good.
*7*
Getting pass Morris was much easier than I had thought. He was easy to distract and out smart, and I didn't even have anything clever up my sleeve. The showers are directly across from my dorm, so I simply tossed on of Dutchy's cans of hairspray into a stall and watched it ricochet off the walls. Morris came running in like an angry bulldog searching around for the source of the noise. Easy as that, I just slipped past him and down to the first floor.
Kloppman was a little bit more difficult to get past. He patrolled the halls like clockwork, keen to every sound. As soon as he was far enough to the opposite of the hall, I dashed down the flight of stairs to the basement.
Quite pleased of myself for having of gotten past both guards with too little difficulty, I proudly entered the cafeteria. Instead of just three faces waiting for me, there were ten.
"Welcome to the party!," Skylar announced. "We've all come to watch you be humiliated."
Inwardly I groaned. I few simple tasks in front of a couple of guys I could accomplish without too much embarrassment. But there were too many people here now, maybe I'll just about face and go back to bed.
"So ya passed the first test, as easy as it was," Jack said. "Ready for the next one?"
"Depends on what it is."
"Nothin' too complicated, here," he handed me off a piece of lined paper.
I unfolded it and ready over the list. One bra, two Delancey flashlights, Kloppman's watch, note from Denton saying 'I love you'. Hug Jake and Ruin, get Pie Eater to pay attention for ten minutes, make Duckie smile, spend Friday in a dress.
"What's this, your to do list?"
Jack grinned, "No, it's yours."
"What,?" I laughed. "What am I supposed to do, everything on this list?"
"Yep. In no particular order either, except for Friday's task."
"We'll help you with your make up," Skylar and Queenie volunteered.
"What's this with Jake and Ruin and the other two? I only know two of them."
"Well Ruin's like a rabid dog, good luck trying to get next to her," Kid Blink said as he flicked his Zippo lighter on and off. He grinned at the sparking flames, Queenie seemed distracted by it too.
"Jake hates to be touched," Racetrack said. "Use to get the shit kicked outta him by his dad. Duckie's just as fucked up, she never smiles and I mean never."
"Pie over there can't keep still to save his life," Jack informed me pointing to the kid I had in my first period drug class. He was karate fighting with the back wall, the wall didn't protest but I wonder what it ever did to offend him. "Nothin' keeps his attention, it's kinda annoying actually."
"And this is all I have to do? Just what's on this list and I'm, what? One of the gang? Passed my initiation?"
Jack and his two cronies nodded, "Simple as that. Just as long as you have it all done by Friday."
"That's the deadline," Blink laughed.
"Hey, I'm takin' bets," Race announced to the room. "Cash only. Form a line on the left for whoever thinks the new guy can do it and one on the right for whoever thinks he can't." Two people lined up on left, a Spanish kid I'm pretty sure is named Bumlets and Skylar.
I glanced over the list again, this was either going earn me possible respect from my schoolmates, get me a black eye or land me in even more counseling.
"You accept?"
I stared into his hazel eyes, the twinkle in them made me like him despite the loathing I was feeling towards him. Plus the fact that he has to be one of the most gorgeous guys I ever laid eyes one --even if he was an ass-- didn't help me in trying to dislike him as much as I wanted to.
"Yeah, I'll do it."
He laughed, "Race, put me down for ten bucks."
"Against him, right Jacky?"
"Nah," he grinned at me. "For him."
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Ack, I couldn't come up with anything better. I once saw this guy who had to go around for a week in a cheerleader uniform when he was being hazed, that's why Davey has to wear the dress. There's more to the dress than just that, but you'll hafta wait and see.
*7*
Getting pass Morris was much easier than I had thought. He was easy to distract and out smart, and I didn't even have anything clever up my sleeve. The showers are directly across from my dorm, so I simply tossed on of Dutchy's cans of hairspray into a stall and watched it ricochet off the walls. Morris came running in like an angry bulldog searching around for the source of the noise. Easy as that, I just slipped past him and down to the first floor.
Kloppman was a little bit more difficult to get past. He patrolled the halls like clockwork, keen to every sound. As soon as he was far enough to the opposite of the hall, I dashed down the flight of stairs to the basement.
Quite pleased of myself for having of gotten past both guards with too little difficulty, I proudly entered the cafeteria. Instead of just three faces waiting for me, there were ten.
"Welcome to the party!," Skylar announced. "We've all come to watch you be humiliated."
Inwardly I groaned. I few simple tasks in front of a couple of guys I could accomplish without too much embarrassment. But there were too many people here now, maybe I'll just about face and go back to bed.
"So ya passed the first test, as easy as it was," Jack said. "Ready for the next one?"
"Depends on what it is."
"Nothin' too complicated, here," he handed me off a piece of lined paper.
I unfolded it and ready over the list. One bra, two Delancey flashlights, Kloppman's watch, note from Denton saying 'I love you'. Hug Jake and Ruin, get Pie Eater to pay attention for ten minutes, make Duckie smile, spend Friday in a dress.
"What's this, your to do list?"
Jack grinned, "No, it's yours."
"What,?" I laughed. "What am I supposed to do, everything on this list?"
"Yep. In no particular order either, except for Friday's task."
"We'll help you with your make up," Skylar and Queenie volunteered.
"What's this with Jake and Ruin and the other two? I only know two of them."
"Well Ruin's like a rabid dog, good luck trying to get next to her," Kid Blink said as he flicked his Zippo lighter on and off. He grinned at the sparking flames, Queenie seemed distracted by it too.
"Jake hates to be touched," Racetrack said. "Use to get the shit kicked outta him by his dad. Duckie's just as fucked up, she never smiles and I mean never."
"Pie over there can't keep still to save his life," Jack informed me pointing to the kid I had in my first period drug class. He was karate fighting with the back wall, the wall didn't protest but I wonder what it ever did to offend him. "Nothin' keeps his attention, it's kinda annoying actually."
"And this is all I have to do? Just what's on this list and I'm, what? One of the gang? Passed my initiation?"
Jack and his two cronies nodded, "Simple as that. Just as long as you have it all done by Friday."
"That's the deadline," Blink laughed.
"Hey, I'm takin' bets," Race announced to the room. "Cash only. Form a line on the left for whoever thinks the new guy can do it and one on the right for whoever thinks he can't." Two people lined up on left, a Spanish kid I'm pretty sure is named Bumlets and Skylar.
I glanced over the list again, this was either going earn me possible respect from my schoolmates, get me a black eye or land me in even more counseling.
"You accept?"
I stared into his hazel eyes, the twinkle in them made me like him despite the loathing I was feeling towards him. Plus the fact that he has to be one of the most gorgeous guys I ever laid eyes one --even if he was an ass-- didn't help me in trying to dislike him as much as I wanted to.
"Yeah, I'll do it."
He laughed, "Race, put me down for ten bucks."
"Against him, right Jacky?"
"Nah," he grinned at me. "For him."
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Ack, I couldn't come up with anything better. I once saw this guy who had to go around for a week in a cheerleader uniform when he was being hazed, that's why Davey has to wear the dress. There's more to the dress than just that, but you'll hafta wait and see.
