Chapter Two

Three's a Crowd

HDM: Simple yet effective, popularity vs. socially inept kids, let the good times roll

A/N: I have a Brittany as a friend, this isn't her! lol

Now I amalmost semi-ready to tell Todd about how I feel and such bull shit. Myra has actually been my little 'speech buddy' on helping find the words to say to him and if I make a mistake just exit the scene without sproating fire. Unknown to Myra, there is someone who is in my way, the bitch is named Brittany.

Brittany is the most hypocritical psychotic backstabbing bitch on this side of the Atlantic. She also has a giant crush on Todd. Yes, I know what you're thinking, this will complicate a lot of things. See, Amy has a problem with alternative teens. If we want to be simple yet ignorant, she hates goths. She believes in the very typical, stereo-typical, socially inept kids are targeted to cruel bashing. Of course, since I'm rejected by most goths and punks, I must be a monster in her standerds if there's a reject amoung rejects.

This is what happened at school:

Todd walks toward his locker, only to see Brittany standing next to it. She's wearing a Rocawear shirt and mini denim skirt showing off her ass like a tramp. She takes out a compact and puts on romeo red lipstick. She gives a look to a girl walking toward Art class; the girl looks at her aswell. "What are you looking at, freak?" she spats, the girl looks her up and down. "Teh, not much..." she said coldly and walks to her class.

"Oh, hi Brittany, why are you at my locker when you don't even have one in this corrider?" Todd says cutting Brittany off of retaliation. She whips herself around to give Todd a fake smile. "Oh hi Todd! Um, I was wondering if you would like to come to the football game with me? It'll be fun!" she said giggling. Todd gives a nervous smile to the girl. "I don't see anything wrong about it. Besides I'm meeting Pepito there aswell."

Brittany's face grimaced when she heard Pepito's name. "Oh, him, well I didn't think you were much friendly with people like him." she said in a superior snooty tone. Todd quirks his eyebrow up at the statement. Brittany shook her head and put on another fake smile. "I mean, sure why not?"

Back to present day reality:

Now I'm standing behind the bleachers of where the football game is going on. In my fingers I hold an unlit cigarette. I spot someone walking by who I know. "Hey Bri, you have a light?" I shout over to the same girl who one-uped Brittany. "Pepito you know I have to get to my appointment!" she shouts but goes over to me anyway. "No you don't, your session with the nut-job isn't until tomorrow, now light me damnit!" I spat.

"Fine basterd..." she puts her hand in her pocket to reveal a blue lighter. I put the butt into my mouth while she reluntantly lights it. I take in the smoke and breathe it in deep. I puff out the smoke in rings. "Man that feels good." I mused aloud. "Hey let me get a drag." Bri says eyeing the butt. "But it's been in my mouth Bri, how unsanitary..." I say, and with added spite I stick out my tongue. She quirks her eyebrow at me and rips the ciggy-butt out of my hand. "A lot of girls have their mouths on worse things..."

Brittany and Todd walk up to the both of them. "Speaking of which..." Bri says with a smart ass smirk across her face. I laugh coldly at the comment. "Hi guys, you know Brittany, correct?" Todd says in a friendly matter. "How can I not? She's the only one in History who thought J.F.K. was the new rapper." Bri states with a scowl on her face.

"Just because you're jealous doesn't mean you have to be hattin'!" Brittany snaps. "Oh yeah, I have brains, talent, looks, and can whoop your ass to the river and back. Yeah I'm really jealous Brittany." Bri says coldly. "Señoras, Señoras please! We don't need a cat fight, there's no ticket sale!" I say to the girls. "I'm out, I'll talk to you guys later..." Bri starts to walk away. Brittany rolls her eyes.

"Can you believe her? Why she trippin'?" Brittany asks pouting to Todd. "She's...irratable today..." Todd says to recompence our friend's actions. "Aw, you do not need to worry of my Italian amigo! She won't bite...too hard...!" I say with a smile. Todd smiles at his friend's laid-back attitude, Brittany just scowls.

Later that Night

"That bitch is going to die!"

"Don't let her get to you, chika."

I'm on the phone with Bri so she can vent. I idly play my guitar and have the head set phones on Myra gave him to use. "Is she going out with Squee?" she asked, "Because that boy's going to be handling the bitch of all maintence." I fall silent. "I wouldn't know..." I mumble. " Hey, what's wrong? You sound kind of sad..." she inquires. "It's nothing..." I sigh.

"Hey!" Bri says trying to change the subject, "Did I tell you about my encounter with a ramen noodle truck?"

"Hey Pepito, you mom says that we're eating in 10 minutes!" Myra called out in his room. "Hey I have to get going..." I say to her, "Please tell me what's up, Pepito!" she pleaded, "I won't tell anybody I promise! I never told anyone of your problem with the pet-"

"THAT'S NOT TO BE DISCUSSED!"

"But no one knows of it!" she argues, I just sigh. "I'll tell you tomorrow after school behind the bleachers."

I hung up the phone and walks downstairs to see Mother stirring the broth. "Hey sweety! How was school today?" she asked. I sat down in his seat and slouched. "Nothing amusing, mother. Normal things, normal predictaments..." I mumble. Father Satan comes into the room and takes a seat at the head of the table. Myra strolls in with her headphones around her neck. Her head is bobbing to the heavy rock blowing through the headphones.

"So, Pepito, did you work today?" Satan asked to stire conversation. I just stroll my fork across the plate, playing with the mixed vegetables. Satan scowls at my incompetent remark. "Well what about you, Myra? Surely you went to the Netherworld to train your mind?" he turns to Myra for a responce. "Huh? Yeah Papi, I went down there after school for about an hour." she says humming to the music. Satan gives off a sigh of relief.

"Pepito, you need to train your strength and the pyro abilities in order to become the Next Damnation." Satan remarks. "Father, I'm doing fine with everyting; I don't need anymore practice." I explained. "Now that attitude will denounce your place! Do you not realize that your position is in jeopardy!" Satan yelled, I cock my eyebrow at the claim. "Who will dare take my place!" I scream.

"Adriana and Keeran" Myra mumbles. I look at her. "What are you talking about!" I shout. "Adriana is my older sister and her dark soulmate is Keeran. When you turn sixteen; I'll be eighteen and we must fight for power." Myra murmers. "This can't be true! Padre, why must this be? Can you not remedy this plague upon our heads?" I plead. "There's nothing I can do; this is destiny."

End of Chapter Two

HDM: guess this is where I stop the chapter, don't worry it'll get better...I hope... anyways I will make a brief description of the people's names and what the name's mean; it kinda helps me decide who's name is who's when making up characters.

Myra: it's Latin/French for wonderful; quiet song

Bri (I used 'Bri instead of Brianne): it's Celtic/Gaelic for strong one

Adriana: it's Spanish for dark and rich

Keeran: it's Celtic for little and dark

(you'll see why these names are perfect later on in chapter)