A/N-Hello, faithful readers. You guys really are the best, y'know that?
Thank you for wasting your time to read this! :P
I hope you like this chapter, and just to clairify---
Sarah isn't exactly like the way she is in this fic. She is a brilliant 4.0 student, who just got a little too carried away one day.
Read on!
*~*~*~*~*
Elwyn walked unhappily to the library.
Evil so-called friends.
So what if she was friends with the Outcasts?
Well, when this was all over.
Wait, no. that wasn't comforting thought! She promised Cindy that she'd say she hated her dear, dear Orlando.
She sighed, and continued walking to her destination.
*~*~*~*~*~
Cindy checked her watch again.
"Hey, I got to go to lunch." She stuffed some papers roughly into her binder.
"Wait, I have an idea."
"What?" Cindy raised her eyebrow. "This isn't going to be telling us to go to home star runner .com, is it?" Sarah shook her head fervently.
" 'Course not. I think we should strike the Preps four days from now. *Then,* we go to home star runner.com."
Cindy contented herself by chucking her binder at Sarah's head, but unfortunately, Sarah had ducked, and was using Rachel as a human shield.
Later that day, three members of the Four stood in front of the orchestra room, talking to an council of students. Cellos sat with their kind to the right, and violas and violins dominated the rest, except where the basses had staked their territory. It was reletivly loud, and Laura was loosing her paitience.
"Alright. . . quiet. . ."
No response.
"EVERYONE, SHUT UP!!!"
That did it.
"Alright then." She said, clapping her hands together cheerfully.
Rachel spoke up.
"Are you guys sick of the Preps?"
Shouts of "Yes."
"Well, we have decided to wage a final war against them. One that will bring Pine Lake back to the rightful owners!"
"You mean the Principal?" whispered Laura to Sarah.
"No," she whispered back. "He long since had control over us. She means the students who aren't Preps."
"Oh."
Sarah picked up where Rachel left off.
"Except, we can't do it alone, so we'll have to side with the Band students."
A students stood up.
"Yeah right! They'll never help us!" Rachel crossed her arms, looking completely annoyed.
"It's the best plan we've got!"
IN THE BAND ROOM. . .
A similer council was being held.
Cindy was about to tell them the news.
"Alright. One final war, and then it's all over."
"But can we do it alone?" Said Random Band student number one.
"Well, that's the thing. . ." She paused, searching for words.
"We'll need allies, so, we'll have to ask the Orchestra students for help-"
"I refuse to side with them!" Said Random band student number two.
Cindy turned to the wall, sighing, and began to bang her head against it.
This was going to be a long, long day.
A/N I'm do happy that this hit the 30 review mark! Thank you guys for all your support and critiques of this fic! It means a lot to me, so big thankees!
I love you all lots!
~El
Sarah isn't exactly like the way she is in this fic. She is a brilliant 4.0 student, who just got a little too carried away one day.
Read on!
*~*~*~*~*
Elwyn walked unhappily to the library.
Evil so-called friends.
So what if she was friends with the Outcasts?
Well, when this was all over.
Wait, no. that wasn't comforting thought! She promised Cindy that she'd say she hated her dear, dear Orlando.
She sighed, and continued walking to her destination.
*~*~*~*~*~
Cindy checked her watch again.
"Hey, I got to go to lunch." She stuffed some papers roughly into her binder.
"Wait, I have an idea."
"What?" Cindy raised her eyebrow. "This isn't going to be telling us to go to home star runner .com, is it?" Sarah shook her head fervently.
" 'Course not. I think we should strike the Preps four days from now. *Then,* we go to home star runner.com."
Cindy contented herself by chucking her binder at Sarah's head, but unfortunately, Sarah had ducked, and was using Rachel as a human shield.
Later that day, three members of the Four stood in front of the orchestra room, talking to an council of students. Cellos sat with their kind to the right, and violas and violins dominated the rest, except where the basses had staked their territory. It was reletivly loud, and Laura was loosing her paitience.
"Alright. . . quiet. . ."
No response.
"EVERYONE, SHUT UP!!!"
That did it.
"Alright then." She said, clapping her hands together cheerfully.
Rachel spoke up.
"Are you guys sick of the Preps?"
Shouts of "Yes."
"Well, we have decided to wage a final war against them. One that will bring Pine Lake back to the rightful owners!"
"You mean the Principal?" whispered Laura to Sarah.
"No," she whispered back. "He long since had control over us. She means the students who aren't Preps."
"Oh."
Sarah picked up where Rachel left off.
"Except, we can't do it alone, so we'll have to side with the Band students."
A students stood up.
"Yeah right! They'll never help us!" Rachel crossed her arms, looking completely annoyed.
"It's the best plan we've got!"
IN THE BAND ROOM. . .
A similer council was being held.
Cindy was about to tell them the news.
"Alright. One final war, and then it's all over."
"But can we do it alone?" Said Random Band student number one.
"Well, that's the thing. . ." She paused, searching for words.
"We'll need allies, so, we'll have to ask the Orchestra students for help-"
"I refuse to side with them!" Said Random band student number two.
Cindy turned to the wall, sighing, and began to bang her head against it.
This was going to be a long, long day.
A/N I'm do happy that this hit the 30 review mark! Thank you guys for all your support and critiques of this fic! It means a lot to me, so big thankees!
I love you all lots!
~El