Meanwhile in a New Jersey High School

"Ugh! So much homework!" Victoria complained.

"It's not that much." stated her friend Katlyn. "All you have is science, math, and Franch. I've got," she counted on her fingers, "let's see. Homework in every subject! God you complain too much!" Cherokee High School was no picnic, it was true, but it was more fun than middle school had been. With halloween just around the corner, they could dress up in costumes, where as in middle school they would have givin you a detention if you so much wore vampire fangs. Now juniors in tenth grade, they had more than enough homework to educate a third world country!

"Katie, baby, chill out! You're too stressed." Travis came up behind her and massaged her shoulders beside the heavy back pack straps. They had been going out for only a month and already seemed like they were a newly married couple.

"I know. I know! But exams are coming up and I haven't even started studying yet and-" she was cut off by a quick kiss.

"Babe, you're smarter than the rest of us. You'll do fine."

Katlyn sighed. "I suppose you're right..."

"Hey! God thanks. I feel so smart now." Victoria smacked Travis in the chest. Her green eyes flashed at him in mock anger.

"God did I say everybody? I meant-" He grinned sheepishly.

"It's too late. You've scarred me for life. I guess I'll have to work at McDonalds for the rest of my life, considering my lack of brains." Victoria flashed him a smile. Her chesnut brown hair shimmered in the Autumn sun. She felt an arm snake around her. "Hey!" she jumped and turned to look at the owner of the arm. She truly smiled. "What happened to detention?" She asked Jonathon, her boy as well as best friend for over two months.

"Detention? Eh, I blew it off. Who wants to hear Ms. Robinson blowing off steam sor an hour and a half? TGIF, yeah?"

The four of them all nodded. It was good to see the bright yellow of the busses. Katie and Victoria linked arms, matching their footsteps to swing in eachother's paths. They had never been able to master the 'cult walk' as they called it without one of them falling over. The two boys linked arms with their girlfriends and they tried despatetly not to fall over. This failed, however, when Katlyn fell to the cold hard cement for seeminly no reason what so ever. Victoria, being the best of friends with the fallen girl as well as the first to link arms with her, was the first one by her side, begging her to wake up.

"Katie? Katie? Katlyn wake up! It's not funny!" She lightly slapped the side of Katlyn's face. Nothing. "Help!" she cried out. The three teens crowded around the slim figure lying cold on the ground.

"What happened?" Travis asked, panic apparent in his voice.

"I dunno!" Victoria was practically in tears. "She-she-she just collapsed! I didn't see that anything was happening she didn't say anything she just...fell!" Comforting strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a safe embrace. She buried her face in Jonathon's shoulder. Travis could only stare at his present love.

At Frank's Lab

What happened!" Frank yelled at Riff as Magenta lay on the ground.

"Master, I can assure you I have no idea. We were...getting you wine and she just collapsed." Riff's voice was strong, but in his eyes you could see his heart breaking.

"Columbia!" Frank called to the air. Loud shoe taps could be heard as Columbia made her way down the stairs.

"Oh God!" Columbia's hand flew up to her baby pink lips to cover her gaping mouth. "Wh-What happened?"

"We don't know." Riff's drawling voice answered.

"Well, at least she isn't dead..." Comlumbia stated aloud.

"What makes you so sure?" Frank asked arrogantly.

"Her chest's moving. She's still breathing."

"That's odd..." Riff stated, "She wasn't breathing a moment ago." Magenta's eyes fluttered open. But they were different somehow, wider, more innocent. And baby blue. Her voice no longer had the Transylvanian snap it once had.

"Wh-where am I? Who are you al? What the Hell is going on?" Her mind was racing. "Vicki? Travis? Jonathon! Where the fuck is everybody! Who the hell are you people? AND WHERE AM I!" Her mind raced with questions. Then her eyes fell on Frank. "God, I must be in some freak show cuz that," she pointed at Frank's apparel, "Is not normal." Frank's eyes flashed in anger. Riff decided to take a shot at it.

"Magenta, do you remember anthing? Do you remember who I am?"

She pondered the question. "I'd definitly remember someone with a giant hump on their back. And I don't remember ever meeting anyone like that. And Magenta? Who the fuck is Magenta? I'm Katie! Katlyn! Who are all of you?" The rest of them just stared at her. Then she looked down at her clothes. She fingered her hair, which was once smooth ande blonde, and realized it was now red and wild. "Oh shit."

"Frank," Columbia whispered into his ear. "I think she's delusional. Does she have amnesia?" Frank shrugged.

"I most certainly do not! I think you might be the delusional one. What's up with the glittery hat? Looks like some Halloween store thing."

"Frank, what's Halloween?" she questioned. Again, he shrugged. Riff spoke up again.

"You really don't remember any of us? Me?"

"How could I if I've never seen you before?"

"Give it a rest, Riff Raff!" Frank stomped a stiletto heeled foot. "It isn't her!" Riff stared at the ground and turned to leave.

"I suppose not." Frank followed Riff out of the room. Columbia made a move to leave as well, but stopped.

"You really have no idea who any of us are?"

"I told you already. I've never seen any of you before! Where the hell did all of my friends go? I have to get back to school! I have exams in a week!" It was useless.

"Well until good ole' Frank gets around to finding out why you're here, I guess you'll be stayin with us for a while. Want me to show ya around?" Katlyn nodded. "Oh and by the way, I'm Columbia." She flashed a movie star grin.

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FYI: teehee. I couldn't resist it! I used my soon to be High School. However, none of the teacher's names are true to this school, or any school for all I care. Had to throw that in for all you stalkers out there, just to be on the safe side...and Katie, Travis, and Victoria are based off of me and two of my friends. Apologies to Jonathon, you were created from no one. So I might as well say it: SHOUT OUT TO KATLYN AND SEAN!