Disclaimer: Hellsing is not mine. Sal is mine, and so are her classmates.
Chapter four
Beep- beep-beep
Sal slammed her fist on the alarm clock that had awoken her, tearing her away from such a beautiful dream. She and her lust object had been… very intimate with each other. It was fun, damnit, and now… she was awake! She decided that (for about the millionth time this week) live sucked and all was unfair. She got out of bed, showered and opened her closet in search of clean clothes.
Completely opposite of other girls her age, Seventeen-year-old Sal never cared much for clothes, as long as it fitted and didn't smell. She spent the money meant for clothes on posters with her lust object on them, not to mention her website (tribute to said lust object who was so delicious he deserved to marry her and have five hundred babies together). Concerning said lust object, there was a slight glitch in the program… he was an anime character from Gundam Wing. Darn it! She thought time and time again, as she looked at the poster hanging above her desk. Sometimes, life was just so unfair!
She went downstairs, got herself some breakfast, discovered once again that she was running late and ran out the front door to catch the bus. As usual, she was just in time.
'Look who's late, again!' Dot smiled, as her friend sat down next to her. Sal gave her a glare.
'Don't do that, Sal. It's hell on one's features.' Janet said. Janet wanted to become miss world someday and did everything within her power to keep her facial features intact and unwrinkled. Therefore, she never smiled or frowned or got upset. She was, what you could call an average luster, lusting after Legolas. She thought he was, pretty.
'So, have you heard?' Tony asked Sal. Tony's full name was actually Antoinette, but she hated it, so she changed it into Tony. All things considered, she was more of a Tony to begin with. She usually lusted after old guys. And was a fervent fan of Hellsing.
'Heard what?' Sal answered.
'Dot here has auditioned for Harry Potter and the Goblet of fire!'
Dot's cheeks slowly turned strawberry. Her love for magic had caused her to fall in love with the Harry Potter books, with Snape in particular. To her it was 'professor Snape this' and 'professor Snape that' all day long. She also had a love for acting.
'But Dot, who the hell are you going to be?' Sal asked.
'Ehm, well, I was thinking about being just an extra. If I'm lucky, that is.' Dot answered truthfully. The others nodded, understanding that getting in was hard enough without expecting some big part.
The bus rolled peacefully through the fence, and came to a halt next to the other busses. In front of it stood a great building, with many windows. And swarming with teenagers of various height, weight and age. Next to the stairs leading up to the main door was a sign.
Smarrock HighSchool for the seriously over-lusting
Posters, pictures or any kind of image containing lust objects is forbidden. Nor shall lust objects be discussed in classes, and discussions about lust objects kept to a minimum during lunch. Dreaming, scheming and overall plotting are against regulations and will be met with hostility from the staff. Drawing your lust object is out of the question. Writing fan fiction about said lust object will lead to being expelled, and trust us, you do not want to be expelled. Oppose these rules and face the scaffold, and evil cackling will immediately ensue.
Signed,
The staff
The bell rang and all entered the school. No more lusting for a reasonable amount of time. Life was so unfair!
'Class, today we will do something completely different. And for this experiment, I need volunteers.' Mr. Sinjohn said. Of course, everyone raised their hands. Anything that had nothing to do with classes could possibly be worse then classes, therefore was good for them. 'I think I'll choose… Dot, Sally May , Antoinette and… Janet.' The rest of the class sighed, and put down their hands. There were more than a view very disappointed looks in the crowd, as the four friends followed their teacher out the door.
' Sir, what kind of experiment is this?' Dot asked.
Mr. Sinjohn smiled but didn't answer immediately.
'You can tell us, sir. We won't spill the beans to anyone.' Tony added. She was always the most curious of the group.
'Let's just say, that… it may change your point of view.'
He kept smiling all the way to the basement.
The basement had always been off-limits, for as long as the students could remember. Strange noises were sometimes heard coming from within, but never had they seen anyone coming out of it. Some of the students had given up their valuable lusting time to find out what exactly it was that was hiding there, but no one had ever found out. The security was really good around that place. And now, after years of wonder, it would finally be known what was down there.
But could they handle it?
