Desdemona was in the hospital until about the age of nine, they didn't expect that long, but that's how long it was, illness after illness, allergy after allergy, she was finally going home. Brooke was so happy to finally have her baby home. Aurora was fourteen, Magdalene, thirteen, Fareeda, twelve, and Tassia, eleven, and of course, Rikard and Desdemona were nine. By then they all had nicknames, Aurora was Ora, Magdalene was Dallie, Fareeda was Frae, Tassia was Tassi, Rikard was Ricky, and Desdemona was Dezzy. Ora, Dallie, Frae, Tassi, Ricky, and Dezzy, what names they were. Practically everyone in Tree Hill had heard of the Scott five, not really knowing about Dezzy. She was sort of a myth, the town talk, subject of fine tales. Some people refused to believe she actually existed.
Ora and Dallie went to Tree Hill High, Ora was the head cheerleader starting at freshman year, because of her social status and her genes. Dallie was a cheerleader, but not the perky enthusiastic one like Ora, it was sorta forced upon her, not of her own free will. When she was about ten she ditched the whole army thing. She was now solely interested in playing ball. Frae was the super genius, scholar- type. She was quiet and shy, but extremely smart. She never broke a role, the exact opposite of Tassi, who was a year younger than her, who had broken every rule in the book, and was the reason why they had so many rules, because of all the stuff she did. She wore mini skirts and tube tops and five inch heels, turned in her work late and messy, lost all locker privileges so she refused to carry any books. Her hair was a different color every school year since fifth grade. This year her hair was scarlet. A furious scarlet it was. Teachers could believe that she was Brooke's daughter, but not Lucas'. Ricky was in fifth. He was an average student, and didn't do much wrong, and he played basketball. Dezzy, couldn't really do anything, this was her first ear actually in school. Everyone talked and pointed. She didn't care. She wore clothes like her sisters, short and revealing. Her blonde hair was golden, and her blue eyes sapphire, that could charm any guy. She was smaller than the rest, but about average height. Ricky was so protective of his little sister, and basketball games during recess she was his team's cheerleader, which the guys loved, so they usually won.
"Frae, wait up," Tassi called, running after her.
"What?" Frae said turning around to her sister.
"I have a test next period," Tassi said between the groans of other students as they blocked the hallway, she flicked them off to continue talking as a teach walked by.
"You know the drill Ms. Scott, principal's office," the teacher said, ushering her there. She was secretly happy about it, no test next period, and she didn't have to bug Frae about it either.
"Okay Ms. Scott, which parent would you like to disappoint yet again, first," the principal asked.
"Uh, probably my mother, daddy might not be too thrilled about it," Tassi said in a casual tone.
"Please stand up Ms. Scott and hands at your sides," the principal said, realizing what the girl was wearing, Tassi did as asked, he skirt was about three inches too short, "You may also notify them about your attire as well as your hand gestures." Tassi sat down and started mocking the woman, if she was going to get suspended at least make it for the most things possible. "I can see you Ms. Scott, you may also tell them you were mocking authority." "Oh and could you do the honors of telling them that because I'm here I'm missing a huge test in Mr. Frank's class right now," Tassi said, putting her legs up on the desk.
" How about you tell them, skipping class, and that is not the proper wat for a young lady to sit," the principal said back.
"And your not sitting properly for an old fart bag either," Tassi retorted.
"Even more for your parents to be disappointed in you for," the principal said, writing everything down, then looked up at her shoes, "Open-toed shoes Ms. Scott, are against the dress code." "Lemme guess, I get to tell them of that disappointment too, wow," Tassi said sarcastically, "and call me Tassi, I ain't Ms. Scott, that be Ora, Ora's Ms. Scott, and Frae's Ms. Scott, me and Dallie or just that, me and Dallie." The principal just wrote more down. "So how long, when will you finally allow me back into this crap hole, I mean wonderful institution?" Tassi said leaning back to reach the phone.
"I don't know, I'm sure we could work something out," the principal said, trying to keep a nice tone.
"Aight, hold on old fart bag, my ma's on da phone, Hey ma, yea old fart bag's got me a-gain," Tassi said stressing the word again, "of course I didn't do anything wrong, you wanna talk to old fart bag do ya, hold on," Tassi held the receiver out to the principal.
"Hello Ms. Davis, yes I have Tassia here with me, well her attire is not appropriate for school, she's using profanity, using profane hand gestures towards unsuspecting students, causing a commotion in the hallway, skipping a test, and is certainly not being ladylike," the principal said to Brooke, who was droning her out.
"Okay lady, you want me to come get the little rebel or what?" Brooke finally said after she realized that the woman was finished talking.
"Yes," The principal said, annoyed.
"Great, I was on my way there anyway," Brooke said making it up as she went along, "I was so busy this morning, I forgot to write Frae a note, she has a doctor's appointment this afternoon, so if you could be so nice as to dismiss Frae for me, that would be wonderful,." "Can do, I'll get right on that, Fareeda is such a nice girl," the principal said hanging up and calling Frae down to the office.
"Frae, wait up," Tassi called, running after her.
"What?" Frae said turning around to her sister.
"I have a test next period," Tassi said between the groans of other students as they blocked the hallway, she flicked them off to continue talking as a teach walked by.
"You know the drill Ms. Scott, principal's office," the teacher said, ushering her there. She was secretly happy about it, no test next period, and she didn't have to bug Frae about it either.
"Okay Ms. Scott, which parent would you like to disappoint yet again, first," the principal asked.
"Uh, probably my mother, daddy might not be too thrilled about it," Tassi said in a casual tone.
"Please stand up Ms. Scott and hands at your sides," the principal said, realizing what the girl was wearing, Tassi did as asked, he skirt was about three inches too short, "You may also notify them about your attire as well as your hand gestures." Tassi sat down and started mocking the woman, if she was going to get suspended at least make it for the most things possible. "I can see you Ms. Scott, you may also tell them you were mocking authority." "Oh and could you do the honors of telling them that because I'm here I'm missing a huge test in Mr. Frank's class right now," Tassi said, putting her legs up on the desk.
" How about you tell them, skipping class, and that is not the proper wat for a young lady to sit," the principal said back.
"And your not sitting properly for an old fart bag either," Tassi retorted.
"Even more for your parents to be disappointed in you for," the principal said, writing everything down, then looked up at her shoes, "Open-toed shoes Ms. Scott, are against the dress code." "Lemme guess, I get to tell them of that disappointment too, wow," Tassi said sarcastically, "and call me Tassi, I ain't Ms. Scott, that be Ora, Ora's Ms. Scott, and Frae's Ms. Scott, me and Dallie or just that, me and Dallie." The principal just wrote more down. "So how long, when will you finally allow me back into this crap hole, I mean wonderful institution?" Tassi said leaning back to reach the phone.
"I don't know, I'm sure we could work something out," the principal said, trying to keep a nice tone.
"Aight, hold on old fart bag, my ma's on da phone, Hey ma, yea old fart bag's got me a-gain," Tassi said stressing the word again, "of course I didn't do anything wrong, you wanna talk to old fart bag do ya, hold on," Tassi held the receiver out to the principal.
"Hello Ms. Davis, yes I have Tassia here with me, well her attire is not appropriate for school, she's using profanity, using profane hand gestures towards unsuspecting students, causing a commotion in the hallway, skipping a test, and is certainly not being ladylike," the principal said to Brooke, who was droning her out.
"Okay lady, you want me to come get the little rebel or what?" Brooke finally said after she realized that the woman was finished talking.
"Yes," The principal said, annoyed.
"Great, I was on my way there anyway," Brooke said making it up as she went along, "I was so busy this morning, I forgot to write Frae a note, she has a doctor's appointment this afternoon, so if you could be so nice as to dismiss Frae for me, that would be wonderful,." "Can do, I'll get right on that, Fareeda is such a nice girl," the principal said hanging up and calling Frae down to the office.
