A/N- Ok, I am sorry for the long wait. Sarah Beara Boo is offically
writing this story with me. I called her a little while ago to brain storm
some ideas, but it has taken a little while to get typed and posted, Thanks
to my reviewers:
Sarah Beara Boo – I love your e-mail, very ahhhhh, creative. Thanks, I will call you soon, or see you at the bus stop. What to write it with me? Yes, I love your idea's and totally agree with you. Charles is fine, Though I may break up with him soon, (cough......some people are really gullible.) Yes, I already love the story!!!!!! I can see it all now............... Help me make it funny, ok? I will call you during the summer and we can get together and write a fic and post it in my name!! We should write a story that includes a bunch of chapters that have Jon dying. Great!!
DITH POLO- Here you go!!!! I hope that you like it. Thanks for you compliment, do you think that it is funny?? Review Please!!
g0dDesS- I like it too, and hope that it is funny! Please review.
Artemis- Thanks, keep reviewing! Hope that you like this chapter! Sorry about the mistakes.
farleydunlop'04 - Here you go, sorry to keep you waiting!
Spacing Out – You flatter me, Thanks so much!! I hope that you like it!
A Troubled Quill- Sorry about the grammar, I hope that this chapter will be better.
Captain Birgitte – Thank you I would love for you to be my beta!! Hope that you enjoy my new chapter, sorry about the errors.
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Chapter 2- Face Paint Problems
Alanna and Salvadry met out side their rooms.
"So what do you think?" Salvadry asked Alanna.
"Boring." Came the reply.
"Yep, That's true. But we can fix it up of course...." There was a strange smile on Sal's face.
Before Alanna had a chance to ask just what Sal meant, Madam May was back again.
"Dinner will be in half an hour, so I suggest that you girls get to know one another, as you will all be in the same classes. I will come to take you to the dinning room in a while and after that, I will take you around the convent. Your lessons will start tomorrow." Madam May smiled. "I am sure that you will all be just fine."
Alanna looked around glumly as Madam May left and inspected everyone carefully. Sal was just Sal as usual, smiling and looking interestedly around. Alanna noticed that her hair shone and she looked almost ladylike except for the fact that she was swinging her feet.
The girl with the black stylish hair and gorgeous brown eyes and tanned skin, kept fingering the arch on her nose and looking at the girl beside her. The other girl had black hair and was openly sulking. Her face was in a clear pout and she glared at Alanna.
Finally Alanna turned toward the other girl. She was now wearing a plain dark blue dress and was avoiding everyone's eyes. She was much taller than everyone else, and had a boyish look about her.
"Well..." Sal said to break the ice.
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Jon looked around at the other girls. What am I doing here, he thought. Why am I pretending to be a girl!
"Well...." One of the girls said. Everyone turned to look at her.
"My names Salvadry, but just call me Sal." She said. "This is Alanna and we come from Tyra."
"Really? We come from Sarien. I am Thayet and this is Buri." Said the elegant dark-haired beauty.
"What's your name?" The girl called Alanna asked Jon.
"Jon...Ella." He quickly added, before cursing himself mentally for his mistake.
"Jonella? That's an interesting name," The girl called Sal said. "Can we call you Jon or something?"
"Sure."
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"Alanna!" Came a sing-song voice the next morning. "Wake up!"
"Shut up Sal."
"Alanna! It's Jeffery! Look! I see him!" Sal shouted hysterically.
"Huh? Where?" Alanna sat up in bed and glanced around. Scowling, she noticed that Sal was already dressed in a pale yellow dress with plain brown shoes . Part of her hair was tied up neatly with a yellow ribbon. Beside her, Thayet stood with a smile on her face. Her blue dress was very stylish.
"Who's Jeffery?" Buri poked her head in the doorway.
Alanna scowled even harder and threw a pillow at Sal. She caught in easily.
"Come on Alanna, get up. Our lessons start today." Thayet said using a coaxing voice.
"Yep, we don't want to be late. Think of what your mom would say if she thought we were slacking!" Sal added.
"Oh Joy...." Alanna mumbled as the other girls left her to dress.
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The four girls assembled in the huge dining hall. Breakfast had been porridge which they had eaten without syrup of any kind. While they ate, Madam Edith instructed them on how important eating healthy was.
Now they were lined up, watching as Priestesses and other instructors lined up and sent all the other girls at the convent in different directions. Only after everyone left, did Madam Edith speak.
"I am sure that you were instructed about your behavior before you came, however, I will stress the point that ruckus is not tolerated and you must do as you are told. After breakfast each morning, you will check the scheduled that is posted on this wall as to what class you have next. If you have homework, your instructor will tell you of when it is due."
Madam Edith walked briskly down the hall, beckoning to them as to follow her.
"I am the teacher who is in charge of the discipline and punishments of students. I help the new arrivals as well. If you have any problems, as I have told you already, you must see Madam May, as she is in charge of you during your whole convent years. Any problem that is huge, or any conflict, and you will be sent to the head Priestess' Room."
Stopping in from of a brown door, she paused and said, "Your first class today will be Appearance. In this class, you will learn important things about dresses, face paint, etc. Next, you have Deportment. In that class you will learn manners and how to walk and act like a lady. Lunch will then be served. After lunch, you have Outdoors Education. You will learn how to ride and will probably do walking and running to keep fit. Your last class for the day will be health. You will learn the importance of being a lady and handling situations."
Opening the door, she led them all inside. A few other girls were sitting on chairs in the middle of the room. A stylish woman with a broad smile came and ushered them into the circle.
"Good morning girls!" She said jubilantly. "I am Madam Buttercup and I am your teacher in Appearance. I don't believe you've met some of the other girls, have you? No? They are in their first year, just like you, except they came earlier on in the year. Well, This is Karay," She said pointing to a girl with dark brown hair in 2 braids. She smiled slightly. "Now, this is Lindsey." Again Madam Buttercup smiled and pointed to another girls, this one with blond hair, blue eyes and a kind smile. She moved over a bit to make room.
"The others are Marcy and Sharla." Marcy stared at them but Sharla only looked bored.
Madam Buttercup didn't notice anything amiss though, she just went right on talking.
"Today we are moving on to face paint. So, can everyone take a seat? Yes, that's right. Now, to see what you know, I am going to let you all put on your own make up and then I will tell you what you need to do. Ok? You all have one hour."
Picking up the necessary materials, the girls began their work.
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Jon looked at the face paint, lip rouge and so on helplessly. Glancing shyly over at Marcy, he saw her pick up a brush and a small pallet of something.
Looking down at his own stuff, her took up the brush and stared at the pallets. Some had brown, others green, red, pink, blue and orange! Sighing, he took the pink one up spread the powder all over his face. Randomly taking colors and tubes, he tried to mimic what the other girls were doing.
Later as they had finished, Madam Buttercup went around and inspected their work.
"Very nice Thayet, You have a talent. Make sure that you don't make the lipstick clump up, Karay. Marcy, very good. Sharla, nicely done, I can hardly see your eye lashes Salvadry, you need to put more mascara on......Eeeek! Jonella, what have you done!"
She clasped her hands together over her mouth. Her cheery face disappeared and exclaimed quite harshly,
"I don't know if you regard this as a joke of if you really have been brought up in some uncivilized community. Jonella, your face is as red and a cherry, your cheeks are blue eye shadow on them, your eyebrows are covered in blood red lipstick, your eye lids are brown, your eyelashes are powdered green and for heavens sake, you have scratched on black mascara onto your lips!"
Sharla had a smirk written on her face. Lindsey and Thayet both looked sympathetic. Alanna was staring at him with an amused look on her face. Sal and Karay both looked like they were trying not to laugh and Marcy wasn't looking at him at all.
"I require on essay on the products you use on your face to beautify it and how thay are used for tomorrow! Lindsey, go and take him to get cleaned up. The rest of you, pack up and get ready for your next class."
Following Lindsey out the door, Jon's face was even more red. Looking down with shame, Jon silently wished that he had never been born.
"Don't worry," Lindsey said kindly. "I'll help you with the essay, and so will the others. Though I don't know about Marcy and Sharla. The others will though."
Lindsey smiled. "It'll be alright."
"Of course!" It was Sal, Alanna and the others. "We'll help."
And for the first time in his whole life, Jon felt like he had friends.
Even if they were girls.
Even if he had to pretend to we a girl and invoke there pity to get them to like them.
Even if he had to spend the rest of his life in a convent.
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A/N- Please, Please review. I think this chapter is funnier, but I could still use your ideas!
Coming up next, Jon tried to act like a lady, learns something about girls and experiences other brutal embarrassments.
Sarah Beara Boo – I love your e-mail, very ahhhhh, creative. Thanks, I will call you soon, or see you at the bus stop. What to write it with me? Yes, I love your idea's and totally agree with you. Charles is fine, Though I may break up with him soon, (cough......some people are really gullible.) Yes, I already love the story!!!!!! I can see it all now............... Help me make it funny, ok? I will call you during the summer and we can get together and write a fic and post it in my name!! We should write a story that includes a bunch of chapters that have Jon dying. Great!!
DITH POLO- Here you go!!!! I hope that you like it. Thanks for you compliment, do you think that it is funny?? Review Please!!
g0dDesS- I like it too, and hope that it is funny! Please review.
Artemis- Thanks, keep reviewing! Hope that you like this chapter! Sorry about the mistakes.
farleydunlop'04 - Here you go, sorry to keep you waiting!
Spacing Out – You flatter me, Thanks so much!! I hope that you like it!
A Troubled Quill- Sorry about the grammar, I hope that this chapter will be better.
Captain Birgitte – Thank you I would love for you to be my beta!! Hope that you enjoy my new chapter, sorry about the errors.
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Chapter 2- Face Paint Problems
Alanna and Salvadry met out side their rooms.
"So what do you think?" Salvadry asked Alanna.
"Boring." Came the reply.
"Yep, That's true. But we can fix it up of course...." There was a strange smile on Sal's face.
Before Alanna had a chance to ask just what Sal meant, Madam May was back again.
"Dinner will be in half an hour, so I suggest that you girls get to know one another, as you will all be in the same classes. I will come to take you to the dinning room in a while and after that, I will take you around the convent. Your lessons will start tomorrow." Madam May smiled. "I am sure that you will all be just fine."
Alanna looked around glumly as Madam May left and inspected everyone carefully. Sal was just Sal as usual, smiling and looking interestedly around. Alanna noticed that her hair shone and she looked almost ladylike except for the fact that she was swinging her feet.
The girl with the black stylish hair and gorgeous brown eyes and tanned skin, kept fingering the arch on her nose and looking at the girl beside her. The other girl had black hair and was openly sulking. Her face was in a clear pout and she glared at Alanna.
Finally Alanna turned toward the other girl. She was now wearing a plain dark blue dress and was avoiding everyone's eyes. She was much taller than everyone else, and had a boyish look about her.
"Well..." Sal said to break the ice.
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Jon looked around at the other girls. What am I doing here, he thought. Why am I pretending to be a girl!
"Well...." One of the girls said. Everyone turned to look at her.
"My names Salvadry, but just call me Sal." She said. "This is Alanna and we come from Tyra."
"Really? We come from Sarien. I am Thayet and this is Buri." Said the elegant dark-haired beauty.
"What's your name?" The girl called Alanna asked Jon.
"Jon...Ella." He quickly added, before cursing himself mentally for his mistake.
"Jonella? That's an interesting name," The girl called Sal said. "Can we call you Jon or something?"
"Sure."
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"Alanna!" Came a sing-song voice the next morning. "Wake up!"
"Shut up Sal."
"Alanna! It's Jeffery! Look! I see him!" Sal shouted hysterically.
"Huh? Where?" Alanna sat up in bed and glanced around. Scowling, she noticed that Sal was already dressed in a pale yellow dress with plain brown shoes . Part of her hair was tied up neatly with a yellow ribbon. Beside her, Thayet stood with a smile on her face. Her blue dress was very stylish.
"Who's Jeffery?" Buri poked her head in the doorway.
Alanna scowled even harder and threw a pillow at Sal. She caught in easily.
"Come on Alanna, get up. Our lessons start today." Thayet said using a coaxing voice.
"Yep, we don't want to be late. Think of what your mom would say if she thought we were slacking!" Sal added.
"Oh Joy...." Alanna mumbled as the other girls left her to dress.
!#$%&()!#$%&()!#$%&()!#$&()
The four girls assembled in the huge dining hall. Breakfast had been porridge which they had eaten without syrup of any kind. While they ate, Madam Edith instructed them on how important eating healthy was.
Now they were lined up, watching as Priestesses and other instructors lined up and sent all the other girls at the convent in different directions. Only after everyone left, did Madam Edith speak.
"I am sure that you were instructed about your behavior before you came, however, I will stress the point that ruckus is not tolerated and you must do as you are told. After breakfast each morning, you will check the scheduled that is posted on this wall as to what class you have next. If you have homework, your instructor will tell you of when it is due."
Madam Edith walked briskly down the hall, beckoning to them as to follow her.
"I am the teacher who is in charge of the discipline and punishments of students. I help the new arrivals as well. If you have any problems, as I have told you already, you must see Madam May, as she is in charge of you during your whole convent years. Any problem that is huge, or any conflict, and you will be sent to the head Priestess' Room."
Stopping in from of a brown door, she paused and said, "Your first class today will be Appearance. In this class, you will learn important things about dresses, face paint, etc. Next, you have Deportment. In that class you will learn manners and how to walk and act like a lady. Lunch will then be served. After lunch, you have Outdoors Education. You will learn how to ride and will probably do walking and running to keep fit. Your last class for the day will be health. You will learn the importance of being a lady and handling situations."
Opening the door, she led them all inside. A few other girls were sitting on chairs in the middle of the room. A stylish woman with a broad smile came and ushered them into the circle.
"Good morning girls!" She said jubilantly. "I am Madam Buttercup and I am your teacher in Appearance. I don't believe you've met some of the other girls, have you? No? They are in their first year, just like you, except they came earlier on in the year. Well, This is Karay," She said pointing to a girl with dark brown hair in 2 braids. She smiled slightly. "Now, this is Lindsey." Again Madam Buttercup smiled and pointed to another girls, this one with blond hair, blue eyes and a kind smile. She moved over a bit to make room.
"The others are Marcy and Sharla." Marcy stared at them but Sharla only looked bored.
Madam Buttercup didn't notice anything amiss though, she just went right on talking.
"Today we are moving on to face paint. So, can everyone take a seat? Yes, that's right. Now, to see what you know, I am going to let you all put on your own make up and then I will tell you what you need to do. Ok? You all have one hour."
Picking up the necessary materials, the girls began their work.
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Jon looked at the face paint, lip rouge and so on helplessly. Glancing shyly over at Marcy, he saw her pick up a brush and a small pallet of something.
Looking down at his own stuff, her took up the brush and stared at the pallets. Some had brown, others green, red, pink, blue and orange! Sighing, he took the pink one up spread the powder all over his face. Randomly taking colors and tubes, he tried to mimic what the other girls were doing.
Later as they had finished, Madam Buttercup went around and inspected their work.
"Very nice Thayet, You have a talent. Make sure that you don't make the lipstick clump up, Karay. Marcy, very good. Sharla, nicely done, I can hardly see your eye lashes Salvadry, you need to put more mascara on......Eeeek! Jonella, what have you done!"
She clasped her hands together over her mouth. Her cheery face disappeared and exclaimed quite harshly,
"I don't know if you regard this as a joke of if you really have been brought up in some uncivilized community. Jonella, your face is as red and a cherry, your cheeks are blue eye shadow on them, your eyebrows are covered in blood red lipstick, your eye lids are brown, your eyelashes are powdered green and for heavens sake, you have scratched on black mascara onto your lips!"
Sharla had a smirk written on her face. Lindsey and Thayet both looked sympathetic. Alanna was staring at him with an amused look on her face. Sal and Karay both looked like they were trying not to laugh and Marcy wasn't looking at him at all.
"I require on essay on the products you use on your face to beautify it and how thay are used for tomorrow! Lindsey, go and take him to get cleaned up. The rest of you, pack up and get ready for your next class."
Following Lindsey out the door, Jon's face was even more red. Looking down with shame, Jon silently wished that he had never been born.
"Don't worry," Lindsey said kindly. "I'll help you with the essay, and so will the others. Though I don't know about Marcy and Sharla. The others will though."
Lindsey smiled. "It'll be alright."
"Of course!" It was Sal, Alanna and the others. "We'll help."
And for the first time in his whole life, Jon felt like he had friends.
Even if they were girls.
Even if he had to pretend to we a girl and invoke there pity to get them to like them.
Even if he had to spend the rest of his life in a convent.
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A/N- Please, Please review. I think this chapter is funnier, but I could still use your ideas!
Coming up next, Jon tried to act like a lady, learns something about girls and experiences other brutal embarrassments.