A/N: 'Ello. New short story. I can't work on Forward to the Past at the moment…or for a while until I get some help, which no one seems want to offer. Secrets in the Forest is in progress.
No these chapters won't be that long. Anyways this is an AU. And all of the characters maybe sissy/odd/Jeremy are same are OOC. They are all in eleventh grade junior year in high school. Unless I say otherwise. All of the characters unless otherwise stated are either 16 or 17 years old.
Reviews will greatly be appreciated, that's what keeps me writing. So if no one or not many reviews…I know the stories not good enough to keep on continuing.
Enough of my blabbering. Enjoy the work. I hope
IMPORTANT: their buildings are like amazingly fancy. Their rooms are pretty big, and they connect to a different room with a jack-and-jill bathroom.
Love Ain't All That
Chapter 1: Daily Life (?)
By: devilofheaven
"What the fuck!"
"You? What the fuck are you doing here you bastard?"
"What are you doing here? This is so over your league! Oh my gawd, you pushed him to do this didn't you! You're rap-, you BITCH!" And with that; she jumped; her claws out and a mad glint in her eyes.
"I heard we've got a new girl at school." A blond boy informs a table of two; one girl and one boy.
"Really? Who is she?" The boy sitting at the table looks up; his face full of acne and his huge glasses along with his over-gelled hair definitely did not help his appearance.
"Why do you care Herb?" The girl asks in disbelief. She turns her head up to the blond boy. "Who told you this, Nicholas?"
"Uh..." He ponders, moving into the seat across from her, "It was Sarah."
"Sarah?" She stands up in protest. "She didn't even tell me. I'm going to have a talk with her. Mark my words." She angrily whispers before sharply turning around and walking away.
Walking away; right into a chair that is. She furiously gets up, wiping dirt off of her pants to look around for the culprit. She snarls once seeing who it was; and storms over.
"Odd."
"Why Sissy, nasty fall you had over there." He says in an innocent voice.
"You know what?" She opens her mouth to begin ranting, before remembering what she had to do. "You're just lucky I have something else on my mind at the moment." She snarls before stomping out of the cafeteria, this time without any obstacles.
"You know, you have got to stop annoying her on purpose." Jeremy chuckles, dipping his French fry into a pool of ketchup.
"But why?" Odd smirks and laughs when Jeremy slightly pushed him.
"Hm, I'm going to go look for Ulrich. See you later." Jeremy stands up, pushing his glasses up with his index finger. "Yes, Odd, you can have the rest of my food."
"Who said I wanted that?" Odd calls out after Jeremy in a slightly hurt voice. But Jeremy did nothing, except wave his hand above his head in a careless way.
Jeremy passes the empty yard to the buildings. He makes his way to Odd's and Ulrich's room since they were roommates. Slowly, he wraps his right hand into a fist and pounds on the door with the tip of his knuckles. When he didn't hear a response; he worriedly opens the door to find Ulrich. Asleep. In his bed. Lying on his stomach. With his face straight into the pillow.
Sighing, Jeremy walks over to Ulrich's bed and lays a hand on the mattress. "Ulrich. Wake up."
"Mhfrmmon." Ulrich mumbles incoherently.
"What if you're not breathing?" Jeremy speaks his concerns out loud. After getting absolutely no response from his friend this time, he looks around the room staying in the position he was in.
Over by Ulrich's desk their stood a few pictures; one including him and Odd in 'gangster' clothes. "Yo dude; get your ass off of the bed." Jeremy mimics.
"Eh, shuddup." Ulrich groans, lifting himself up in the form of a pushup. Once he gains balance on his two feet, he looks at the blushing Jeremy and sharply comments, "And don't swear in front of me."
"Oh sorry." Jeremy smirks.
"Like I said before: shuddup." Ulrich warns smiling, placing his index finger in front of Jeremy's face for a second. Ulrich takes off his muscle shirt, and struts into the jack and jill bathroom. (MEANING: there's 1 other room that connects to that same bathroom.)
"You're so lucky no one's in the other room." Jeremy mumbles.
Ulrich nods in agreement while brushing his teeth. After rinsing, he comes back into the room and changes into his normal green attire.
"Eh, our last day of winter break before school and you just have to wake me up." Ulrich grumbles, going down the stairs into the lobby two steps at a time. "I have to talk to Jim about soccer, you go ahead. I'll catch up with you later."
Once in the main building, Ulrich shook his head, not wanting to believe that his winter break was almost over.
"MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" Nurse Dorothy loudly speaks, wheeling a bed of a badly beaten girl followed by another bed with another beaten girl.
"It's her fault she doesn't tell me anything!" One of the girls yelled; Ulrich didn't care to find out who it was.
He walks patiently into the main office and sits at one of the empty seats. He notices the secretary who was tying furiously. Tip-Tap. Tip-Tap. Tip-Tap. Tip-Tap.
"WHAT! THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL THAT I'M GOING TO ROOM WITH THAT BITCH!"
Ulrich jumps the same time the secretary's constant typing ceased and the same time a loud object fell from the principal's office.
"Ooooh…sorry." The same voice whispers.
"Ahh, Ulrich." Ulrich's head whipped from staring at the principal's door to his coach. "My star player, what's up?"
When Ulrich stands up, Jim wraps his buffy arm around Ulrich's neck. "Um, I was wondering, what time do the try-outs begin?"
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6 P.M.
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"She's such a sissy, hence her name: Sissy." Odd laughs, blindly throwing popcorn in his mouth.
"Hm; I wonder. Ulrich have you used up all of the glue I lent you a few weeks ago?" Jeremy asks mischievously.
Ulrich looks up from his textbook. "I dunno."
"You're such a bookworm." Jeremy exasperates. Ulrich looks up at Jeremy, raising an eyebrow. "Okay. Maybe not as much as one as me; but come on, stop studying. Even I'm relaxing."
Rolling his eyes, Ulrich places his book at the foot of his bed.
BANG!
"Wha was at?" Odd questions looking at his bathroom door. Popcorn spilled out of his mouth in every direction while doing so.
"Maybe we've got a new roommate." Ulrich logically answers.
"Great." Odd mumbles, going back to his popcorn.
Jeremy laughs and says goodbye to his friends, walking over to his room. It was convenient and inconvenient having all of the juniors and seniors stay in one building. Of course, he could always visit his friends since it was just a few stairs away. But, when it was past hours, he had to sneak up to his room which was a bit difficult.
He slides into the elevator with a punk dressed girl. He presses the button with a '5' on it; his room floor. "Hey." He motions to the girl.
"Hi." She says back in a bit of a troubled voice.
"What's wrong?"
"Uhm, I'm a bit confused on what floor everything is on."
"Oh. You must be new." Jeremy casually says, leaning against one of the walls. First floor is kind of like a lobby, the second floor is a girl's floor. The third is a guy's, the floor I came from. The fourth is girl's, and so on it that pattern. I'm in the fifth floor. And there's a huge kitchen and main room in every floor. But most hang out in the main room at the top floor; where no one stays. It's just basically like an extra room." Jeremy finishes explaining.
"Um. Okay."
"Sorry if I confused you, I know it's a lot to take in. Well, I'll see you later." He hops out of the elevator and disappears around the wall.
The poor girl stares at the place where he stood nearly a second ago in confusion, and presses the button labeled '3'.
A/N: like I said before: short. Oh well. Makes it easier for me to write. Since this is a bit of a weird and boring chapter, I'll try to post the next chapter as soon as I can; regardless of the amount of reviews.
One other thing which no one helps me with. Jeremy with Aelita ? or Odd with Aelita ?. I don't care if no one tells me; but don't get mad at me if I ever go against your favorite; It'd be your fault. :wags finger:
0.o
Byebye.