A/N- Hello all! It is I, the one and only Elwyn, writing to you from the
ever exiting organ that is my mind. A big thanks to everyone that
participated in the vote! Some of the votes were from my friends that
didn't review, so know that I did not cheat to get the result I wanted.
Iwrote this a little late, so, Wyrrm, even though you voted on the 6th, I
still counted it!
I'll have another poll soon, and read on~!
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The Four, temporarily the Three, turned around and saw...
The Principal.
"What's going on here?"
The Three looked at each other- it appeared like they were trying to break down the door. Sarah swollowed.
"We were. testing the locks.?"
"Testing the locks?" he repeated disbelivingly. Laura nodded fervently.
"Exactly."
"For what, may I ask?" Rachel bit her lip.
"To. uh."
"Yes?"
"To make sure the preps don't get in." she finished, blinking.
The Principal raised a skeptical eyebrow.
"So the preps don't. take the cleaning supplies." The Principal shook his head, and said,
"Listen, I don't want to catch you breaking down the door again. Stay out of trouble, alright?"
They nodded silently, and watched the principal turn the corner into the lunchroom. They were still for a moment, and then Rachel turned back to the door, pulling out a hairpin. They stood, watching Rachel pick the lock, until finally, the door opened.
"Hey guys!" Elwyn looked up. "Come to rescue me?"
"No, we've come to laugh in your face and leave." Said Laura. Elwyn glared back.
"Ha ha ha. Hilarious. Just untie me, alright?"
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The Four made their way very quickly back to the orchestra room, none of them wanting to meet up with any of the Nine. Sarah pulled Rachel over, and said,
"About your comment on the Preps wanting to steal the cleaning supplies."
"Yeah?"
"Well, Preps don't like cleaning."
"True."
"You suggesting Preps get high?"
"It *would* explain their lack of brain cells."
Elwyn cast a curious glance at the pair. What were they talking about?!? It made no sense. Since when did Preps have brain cells?
"Hey everybody- in celebration of Billy's recovery, I have taken it upon myself to name your instruments!"
Everyone groaned.
"Laura, your cello's name is Jim, Rachel, yours is Chip, and Elwyn, your violin is Michel."
"Great."
"That's really. great."
"Yeah, what she said." Sarah turned back, pouting.
"You guys have no appreciation for anything I do, y'know?" Laura patted Sarah on the shoulder in mock sympathy.
"Oh, we DO. Don't worry."
A/N- So how was it? Review, and tell me! I'll get the next chapter up soon! ~El
I'll have another poll soon, and read on~!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The Four, temporarily the Three, turned around and saw...
The Principal.
"What's going on here?"
The Three looked at each other- it appeared like they were trying to break down the door. Sarah swollowed.
"We were. testing the locks.?"
"Testing the locks?" he repeated disbelivingly. Laura nodded fervently.
"Exactly."
"For what, may I ask?" Rachel bit her lip.
"To. uh."
"Yes?"
"To make sure the preps don't get in." she finished, blinking.
The Principal raised a skeptical eyebrow.
"So the preps don't. take the cleaning supplies." The Principal shook his head, and said,
"Listen, I don't want to catch you breaking down the door again. Stay out of trouble, alright?"
They nodded silently, and watched the principal turn the corner into the lunchroom. They were still for a moment, and then Rachel turned back to the door, pulling out a hairpin. They stood, watching Rachel pick the lock, until finally, the door opened.
"Hey guys!" Elwyn looked up. "Come to rescue me?"
"No, we've come to laugh in your face and leave." Said Laura. Elwyn glared back.
"Ha ha ha. Hilarious. Just untie me, alright?"
~*~*~*~*~*~~*~~*~~*~*~*~*~
The Four made their way very quickly back to the orchestra room, none of them wanting to meet up with any of the Nine. Sarah pulled Rachel over, and said,
"About your comment on the Preps wanting to steal the cleaning supplies."
"Yeah?"
"Well, Preps don't like cleaning."
"True."
"You suggesting Preps get high?"
"It *would* explain their lack of brain cells."
Elwyn cast a curious glance at the pair. What were they talking about?!? It made no sense. Since when did Preps have brain cells?
"Hey everybody- in celebration of Billy's recovery, I have taken it upon myself to name your instruments!"
Everyone groaned.
"Laura, your cello's name is Jim, Rachel, yours is Chip, and Elwyn, your violin is Michel."
"Great."
"That's really. great."
"Yeah, what she said." Sarah turned back, pouting.
"You guys have no appreciation for anything I do, y'know?" Laura patted Sarah on the shoulder in mock sympathy.
"Oh, we DO. Don't worry."
A/N- So how was it? Review, and tell me! I'll get the next chapter up soon! ~El