Disclaimer: I do not own Revolutionary Girl Utena, X-Men Evolution, Marvel Comics, or Iron Man.
Hi, everyone! Welcome to the first half of the second part, the May Queen and the Runaway Prince. To all of you who are currently worrying about dear Ebony Dent, you'll find out about her in part seven, Missing Link. Now, we come to Ginger Anderson, a mutant girl living in an anti-mutant world. This Marvel world is the world home to the X-Men Evolution TV show. So once you're done reading, review and tell me what you think. But before I forget…
Beware the Red Lantern. That's all I have to say about Ebony Dent's future. For now. And now…
(I just want my prince to come and find me. Where has my prince gone?)
The Sister Grimhilde Academy for Girls, Bayville, New York, Earth 101010
Girl #1:
Hey, did you hear about the new girl?
Girl #2:
New girl?
Girl #1:
What? You didn't know?
Girl #2:
No, know what?
Girl #1:
There's a transfer student coming in today from a school in Manhattan. They say her father is the head of a supermarket chain and that she's insanely rich.
Girl #2:
Just what we need. Another rich girl here at dear old Sister Grimhilde's.
Meanwhile, freshman Sophie Carradine is walking down the hall, her face inside a book. She fails to realize that her shoes are untied and promptly trips just as she reaches the head of a stairway. She lets out a startled cry as she falls, but from out of nowhere, a hand grabs the back of Sophie's sweater jacket and prevents her from falling
(She should be more careful)
Sophie looks up to see the face of her savior, a sixteen year-old girl with brown hair, brown eyes, fine skin, and a soft smile. The new girl, Ginger Anderson
Ginger:
You should watch where you're going. You could have had a really nasty spill down there.
Sophie:
Thank you, miss…
Ginger:
Oh, I'm sorry. I'm new here. My name is Ginger. Ginger Anderson.
Sophie:
Oh you must be that new girl who was transferring in today from Manhattan.
Ginger:
Word spread about me that fast?
Sophie:
Sure. Everyone's been expecting you. Even the teachers have been looking forward to finally meeting you.
Ginger:
I wonder why…
(It wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that my father is rich, not to sound sarcastic)
Sophie:
Is it true your father is the head of a supermarket chain and you're insanely rich?
(Strike that last comment)
Ginger:
Yes, but I don't think it's that important if I'm rich or not.
Sophie looks dumbstruck
Sophie:
Are you serious?
Ginger:
Yeah. Money doesn't matter to me.
Sophie begins to think if those words can be used in that order
Ginger:
You ok?
Sophie:
I've just never heard anyone say that. At least from anyone who goes to this school. Anyway, do you need anyone to show you around the school?
Ginger:
Oh, no thank you. I took a tour last week and I was just about to get settled in my room before I went to talk with the principal.
Sophie:
Ol' Stonewall? I feel for you.
Ginger laughs a little
Ginger:
Thanks.
Ginger turns down the halls and heads for the dormitory
Ginger:
See you around.
Sophie:
Later.
Ginger:
Oh, and don't forget to tie your shoes!
(I'm Ginger Anderson. I'm sixteen, and this is the world I live in. But what you've just seen, that isn't it. You have no idea what my world is like)
The Dorms
The Dormitories are well-decorated housing areas for the students. Each dorm is made up of four different bedrooms, big enough for three girls each. Ginger is in Dorm 2B, and is busy unpacking a large trunk onto her bed
Ginger:
I wonder when I'll get the chance to tell them…? They'll probably find out on their own soon enough. I might as well enjoy calm seas for now before the storm hits.
(Too bad there's no weather report)
Ginger begins folding clothes and putting them away in a closet wardrobe when she hears the door open. In steps three of the most popular girls in the entire school. Veronica Cooper, Cheryl Ryder, and Betty Lodge
(She looks like the queen bee)
Veronica:
You're the new girl, right?
Ginger laughing :
No. I just broke in and started trying on her things.
The other three girls let out an unsure laugh
Betty:
You are joking…right?
Cheryl:
No genius, she actually broke in.
Betty:
Should I call the cops?
Ginger laughs
Ginger:
Nice one.
Betty:
Thank you.
Cheryl:
For the brain dead.
Veronica making a hand gesture to Cheryl and Betty :
Both of you, zip it.
Cheryl and Betty:
Yes, m'am!
Veronica sighs and flashes a cool smile
Veronica:
I'm Veronica Cooper.
Ginger extending her hand :
Ginger Anderson. Nice to meet you.
(I honestly mean that. You never can judge a book by it's cover)
Veronica ignoring it :
You might've heard of my father, Harrison Cooper? The president of Jupiter Broadcasting?
(Or in this case…)
Ginger:
I don't really watch Jupiter Broadcasting. They never have anything good on.
Veronica looks like someone went up to her and slapped her
Ginger:
Ooh, sorry.
Veronica:
That's alright. This is still a free country, you can give me your opinion. What do you watch, then?
Ginger:
SKU News.
Veronica:
That crap?
Betty:
I like SKU News. I think, it's…
Veronica shoots her a filthy look
Betty:
It's…
Veronica:
What did I just say?
Betty looking meek :
Zipping up, m'am.
(Ouch. Time to step in)
Ginger:
So who're your friends?
Veronica:
The redhead is Cheryl Ryder. Her parents own a line of car dealerships.
Cheryl:
The Mountain Lion VT. Fastest model out there.
Ginger:
Don't those things cause more pollution then dumping toxic waste?
Cheryl:
Those tests we're inconclusive!
Veronica:
The one with the dye job is Betty Lodge. Her mom writes books.
(Not the Dorothy Lodge)
Ginger:
Your mom isn't Dorothy Lodge, is she?
Betty:
You know who my mom is?
Ginger:
She's my favorite writer besides Caroline B. Cooney. My favorite book by her was When at Dawn.
Betty:
That's my favorite too! What was your favorite part?
Ginger:
When Anna told her father off at her sister's party. What was your's?
Betty:
When Alisha and Luke confessed to killing Sinclair to save John.
(Who knew making friends would be this easy?)
As Ginger and Betty start to get into a conversation on literature, Veronica, looking more peeved, lets out a loud cough that anyone could tell meant "Shut it. Now". Betty quickly stops talking, and Ginger gets a look on her face meaning "Issues, much?"
Cheryl:
Do you need a cough drop, Veronica?
Veronica:
No, I'm fine Cheryl dear.
("Cheryl dear"? If she wasn't completely made of ice…)
Veronica putting on a fake smile :
Well, not that this discussion of fine literature hasn't been fascinating, the girls and I thought we'd be the first to introduce you to Sister Grimhilde's.
Ginger:
Oh, really?
(I'll buy that at the same time as I'd buy a dead parrot)
Veronica:
We thought we'd let you know that we are the group to join if you want to make it in this school.
(And the parrot has better conversation skills)
Ginger:
What's that supposed to mean?
(Like I didn't know)
Veronica:
Meaning we run this school…
Betty gets a look on her face saying "More like you run this school"
Veronica:
…so we just thought we'd see if you'd like to join ahead of time to avoid any mishaps.
Ginger:
Mishaps?
Veronica:
If you ever happen to… fall in with the wrong crowd. Wear the wrong thing. Say the wrong thing.
(Think the wrong thoughts, Adolf?)
Veronica:
Don't get the wrong idea. We do this with all the new girls. We…
Ginger:
Check them out?
Veronica:
…introduce ourselves and see if we can mold them into the right type of girl.
(The type with stiff hair, a Malibu dream house, and matching pink-painted accessories for her pink-plastic face)
Ginger:
Or to see if I'm going to be a thorn in your side.
Veronica's smile slowly fades
Veronica:
Whatever do you mean?
Ginger:
Don't play me. The whole "popularity" thing has never flown with me in the past and it won't start now.
Veronica:
Is that so?
Ginger:
Yes. If you're the kind of girl whom you've just presented yourself to be in twelve-foot letters, know I don't bend back for anyone who tells me to.
Veronica:
Spunky.
Ginger:
And just so you know, I don't adhere to threats. To me or anyone else.
Veronica:
Where would you get an idea like that?
Ginger:
Future warning. I know how to take care of myself.
(I have for the last few years of my life)
Veronica:
Well…
Veronica gets up in Ginger's face
Veronica:
Just watch it.
Ginger:
Sure. Betty, let's catch up later so we can talk more.
Betty:
That sound's-
Veronica:
We have plans for the rest of the day. Don't we girls?
Cheryl:
Yes, Veronica.
Betty doesn't respond
Veronica:
I said "don't we", Betty.
Betty:
…yeah.
(Poor girl)
Veronica:
Let's get going. We wouldn't want to be late for class.
Ginger:
I'm sure that's something you work hard to avoid.
Veronica laughs :
That's so funny I forgot to laugh.
Ginger:
Then what was that? Air escaping from your front tires?
Betty and Cheryl both laugh. Veronica's face has turned bright red. She huffily turns her back and proceeds out the door
Veronica:
Move it girls!
Cheryl:
Yes, Veronica.
Cheryl heads out the door and Betty begins to follow, but turns around quick
Betty:
If I've got you during Study Hall, we can talk then.
Ginger:
Cool.
Veronica in the hall :
Betty!
Betty:
Uh, coming! It was nice meeting you.
Ginger:
Nice meeting you too.
Betty out the door and in a low voice :
See ya!
(Nice girl. But Veronica needs to get her claws out of her)
Ginger:
So much for it being a free country. Smooth move, Ginger.
(And so much for calm seas. Veronica's going to give me hell for me from this point)
Turns to finish unpacking
Ginger:
Maybe it won't be so bad and I did not just say that.
(They still hasn't found out about my…gift yet. That's sure to be pleasant)
Ginger then looks up at the clock. It's 9:00 AM
Ginger:
Crap! I was supposed to see the principal half an hour ago!
Ginger dashes off with a bookbag in hand
Principal Stonewall's Office
Stonewall is currently going over some papers when the intercom buzzes. She is a woman in her earlier seventies with primed graying hair in a styled cut, a pair of glasses on a chain around her neck, and in a navy suit. She is a tall woman to be sure, and some might say domineering. If they didn't fear an untimely death
Principal Stonewall:
Yes?
Secretary Over Intercom:
There is a Miss Anderson here to see you.
Principal Stonewall:
Send her in.
Secretary in the other room :
You may go in.
Ginger in the other room :
Thank you.
Ginger enters the room, looking a little flustered
Principal Stonewall:
Please, sit down.
Ginger sits in one of the chairs in front of Stonewall's desk
Principal Stonewall:
Young lady, you do know you are thirty-five minutes let to when I asked you to be here.
Ginger:
I'm sorry, I was unpacking and I lost track of time.
Principal Stonewall:
Well you're new here, so I'll let it go. But don't let it happen again in the future.
Ginger:
Yes Principal Stonewall.
Principal Stonewall:
Miss Anderson, are you familiar with the reputation that the Sister Grimhilde Academy holds?
Ginger:
I can't say that I am, Principal Stonewall.
Principal Stonewall:
This school was founded on the ideals of educating young women to help them find their place in the world upon reaching adulthood. Of course, the world is always changing. And most of the time, it is not always for the better. This school has endured a lot in it's time and has weathered through unscathed, and it will continue to, despite certain…obstacles.
(What is she getting at?)
Principal Stonewall:
Miss Anderson, before I put the final approval on your application with the Board of Directors, I received a letter from your stepmother.
Ginger:
My stepmother?
(Oh God, what lies has Doreen spread this time to make my life miserable?)
Ginger:
Well, I wouldn't want to get my stepmother in trouble…
(I also wouldn't want her to know that everyone can tell she stuffs her bra)
Ginger:
…but what did this letter say? About me, I mean.
Principal Stonewall gets out of her seat and begins to walk back and forth behind Ginger's seat as she explains
Principal Stonewall:
It mentioned your upbringing and the effect your parents' divorce had on you at such a young age.
(Maybe if she hadn't of flouted her non-existing goods in front of my dad's face)
Principal Stonewall:
It went on to explain your relationship with certain boys…
(That's a new one)
Ginger:
I don't have relations with boys. Or anyone for that matter.
Principal Stonewall:
Virtuous. But it went on to explain the reason you left your old school in Manhattan. And about your…gift, so to speak.
Ginger:
My gift?
(Get me kicked out before my first class. Smooth, Doreen, real smooth)
Ginger:
Is that all it said?
Principal Stonewall:
No. She spoke about how you were a problem child with a difficulty when it comes to following rules, and about how you've been kicked out of countless other schools for either causing mischief, getting into fights, or destroying property.
Ginger:
I wasn't "kicked out" as my loving stepmother mentioned. I left my old school, the only school I've ever left, because my father wasn't comfortable with me in the city by myself and had me transferred here because he thought I'd be safer. You can call him if you want, he isn't doing anything at this hour.
(Not that I can ever understand why he'd even consider going near her at any time of day and night)
Principal Stonewall:
Your stepmother is an alumnus of Sister Grimhilde's.
Ginger:
I didn't know that.
(But judging from the student body it's no surprise, either)
Principal Stonewall:
She was a student here during the time when I was merely a literature teacher. And…
Ginger:
And…
Principal Stonewall:
Upon finishing reading her letter I promptly had my secretary put it in the paper shredder, then throw it in the trash.
(Whoa. Mood swing)
Ginger:
I don't understand.
Principal Stonewall places a hand on Ginger's shoulder
Principal Stonewall:
Miss Anderson, Ginger, If I may, when Doreen Phillips was a student here, she was nothing more then a dimwitted airhead who spent her time chasing boys and couldn't even string together two letters to save her life.
Ginger:
It's nice to know I'm not the only one who shares that view of my stepmother.
Principal Stonewall:
Like I said, the world is changing. And I am intent to see that Sister Grimhilde's will change with it.
Ginger:
So then you don't have a problem with my-
Principal Stonewall:
Of course not. I just hope that you won't be using it to cause problems.
Ginger:
God, no! But I might have a hard time with that.
Principal Stonewall:
Judging from that expression you've just met Miss Cooper, am I right?
Ginger:
Unfortunately.
Principal Stonewall:
Yes. My grandniece has that effect on people.
Ginger:
Grandniece?
(Grandniece?!)
Principal Stonewall:
My late sister's granddaughter and the daughter of my niece who, as you can see, somewhat proves the idea that brains do not run in the family. Veronica's mother is a fashion model who has been retired to the Caribbean for the last ten years and left it on me, the purpose of looking after her daughter while she works on getting melanoma.
Ginger:
She doesn't exactly give off the vibe of having a no-nonsense aunt as a principal.
Principal Stonewall:
She may not be able to sweet-talk me, but she and her mother are capable of doing so to the board of directors and the vice-principal, both of whom, shall we say, see the world through "green" lenses.
(That makes sense. After all, money can talk. For most of the idiots out there)
Ginger:
The vice-principal?
Principal Stonewall:
Miss Deleroy. A former associate of Veronica's mother who managed to snag the job when I became principal.
Ginger:
You have my deepest sympathy.
Principal Stonewall:
Thank you, child.
Ginger:
Will I be meeting Miss Deleroy today?
Principal Stonewall:
No. She is with our shudders cheerleading team at a state championship in California at the moment.
Ginger:
Which also happens to be taking place in a four-star hotel on a sandy beach with volleyball and glistening bodybuilders covered in tanning oil?
Principal Stonewall:
More like a two-star motel in the middle of a barren desert. Please laughs , I wouldn't give them the satisfaction.
Ginger laughs as well
(She's pretty cool, despite the fact that she shares blood with someone like Veronica. And she hates Doreen, that's another plus)
Stonewall gets back behind her desk and takes out some papers, which she then hands to Ginger
Principal Stonewall:
Here is your class schedule, and your locker number and combination, as well as a copy of the school rules and code of conduct. Each classroom is already stocked with up-to-date textbooks, so all you have to worry about is having the proper tools for note-taking. As you would've already been told during the open house, the students are allowed to head into town after classes and on the weekend, but we require that you be back by 8:00 sharp, or the police will be notified. Ah, as I can see…
The clock on the wall in Stonewall's office reads 9:31
Principal Stonewall:
Your second period class is drawing to an end.
Ginger:
Oh! Let's see…
Ginger begins going over her schedule
Ginger:
It says I have calculus first and second with a Mr. Rothenberg.
Principal Stonewall:
His classroom is two doors down from mine. It shouldn't be that hard to find.
Ginger:
Thank you.
Principal Stonewall:
Enjoy your stay at Sister Grimhilde's.
(And so that was pretty much the rest of the day from then on. I found Mr. Rothenberg's class as easy as Principal Stonewall said. Unfortunately I found Veronica as well. She was in every single one of my classes and she tried her hardest to make me miserable. It didn't work. She tried every mean, rotten, despicable thing in the book, and all I did was ignore her. She even tried sucking up to the teachers every time I gave a correct answer in class. Example time, kiddies)
In American History
Ms. Chmakova:
Who can tell me who the founder of Hull House was?
Ginger and a few other girls raise their hand, Veronica being the first after Ginger
Ms. Chmakova:
Miss Anderson?
Ginger:
Jane Addams and Ellen Gates Starr.
Ms. Chmakova:
Very good, Miss Anderson.
Veronica has turned red as the others get back to work. She then slyly raises her hand
Ms. Chmakova:
Yes, Miss Cooper?
Veronica:
Ms. Chmakova, did I mention that is a lovely blazer you have on today?
Ms. Chmakova:
…do you actually have something to add that is relevant to today's lesson or are you just sucking up as usual, Miss Cooper?
Veronica turns beet red
(Okay that was just pathetic)
In Art Class
The students are each doing a still-life of a vase of lilies that is in the center of the room. Veronica, holding a cup of black paint, walks up to Ginger's canvas as she is washing her hands
Veronica:
Oops!
Veronica "trips" and empties the cup of paint all over Ginger's canvas
Ginger:
What did do you do?!
Veronica:
Clumsy me.
Veronica giggles and walks back to her canvas
Ginger:
Crap. It's-
Ms. Case:
Brilliant!
Ginger turns around to see Ms. Case, the art teacher, admiring her ruined painting with stars in her eyes
Ginger:
What?
Veronica:
What?
Ms. Case:
The symbolism! The texture! The intent! I'm keeping my eye on you, my dear.
Ginger:
I… don't know what to say.
Ms. Case:
You must tell me where you get your inspiration from.
Ginger:
Oh, I'd have to say Veronica was my "inspiration".
Veronica has just cracked her canvas in half
(Thank God for insane art teachers)
In the Cafeteria
Veronica has just gotten her lunch tray when she sees Ginger, standing with a full tray of food. At first, she thinks "she eats THAT much?" and starts to think she might be bulimic, but then she thinks "too easy". She starts whistling a tune, then as she walks by Ginger, she elbows her in the back and makes her spill all that food
Ginger:
Veronica, what is your problem?!
Veronica:
Maybe you should watch where you're standing.
Ginger:
Apologize. Now.
Veronica:
Now why on Earth should I apologize to you?
Ginger:
Don't apologize to me, apologize to Mr. Donovan.
Veronica shocked :
D-Donovan? The science teacher?
Ginger:
Yep.
Veronica:
What were you doing with Mr. Donovan's tray?!
Veronica gulps when she hears a growl
Ginger:
He handed it to me…
A low growling sound pierces Veronica's ears, causing her to break into a cold sweat
Ginger:
…so he could tie his shoes.
Mr. Donovan bends back up, food dripping off his back and his head, looking very mad at Veronica
Ginger:
Sorry, Mr. Donovan.
Mr. Donovan:
That's alright, Miss Anderson. As for YOU, Miss Cooper…
Veronica is now crying
In Music Class
Anya Mitchell has just finished doing her scales
Mr. Moore:
Very good, Miss Mitchell. Next, Miss Cooper.
Veronica heads up to the front of the music studio. She "bumps" into Anya on the way
Veronica whispering towards Ginger :
Beat this.
Ginger whispering back :
It's not a competition, moron.
Mr. Moore:
You may begin, Miss Cooper.
Veronica does her scales as well. Some people comment that she sounds like a pop star
Mr. Moore:
Excellent, Miss Cooper. Excellent.
Veronica curtsying :
Thank you, Mr. Moore.
Mr. Moore:
Up next is…ah, our new student, Miss Anderson. Miss Anderson?
Ginger:
Okay.
Ginger heads to the front of the studio
Ginger:
I'm a little nervous though.
(I'm never comfortable performing in front of other people)
Mr. Moore:
Just do your best.
Veronica:
This oughta be good.
Ginger begins doing her scales, but compared to Veronica, she is on another whole level. Practically everyone is amazed and moved at how beautiful her voice is. People passing by the studio stop to listen to the beautiful melody. By the time she stops, everyone has a look of awe spread on their faces. Someone is even holding a lit lighter in the air
(Am I that good?)
Ginger:
I'll, uh, just take my seat Mr. Moore. Mr. Moore?
Mr. Moore has a look of unbelievable joy all over his face and is crying tears of happiness. He then gets up and grabs Ginger, who is looking very, very uncomfortable
Mr. Moore:
MY PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED!!!
Ginger:
Teacher touching student over here! TEACHER TOUCHING STUDENT OVER HERE!
Veronica's face turns brick red. She lets out an angry growl and snaps a pencil in her hand. The girl next to her lets out a startled cry and is now whimpering
(All in all, it has been a very interesting day)
After School
Ginger is wandering around the halls, looking for Betty. After about a half hour of searching, Ginger finds herself in a courtyard placed in the back of the school. There are girls talking, laughing, listening to music, some are even watching a mini TV. Tired from a busy day, Ginger rests on a bench in front of a sparkling fountain, and begins listening to the TV the other girls have, which happens to be turned to Channel Seven
E-Ko:
Hi! And welcome to SKU News. And now, the Midday Weather Report! F-Ko?
F-Ko:
Thank you, E-Ko.
A weather chart pops up behind F-Ko, with the forecast for the rest of the week lined up. She begins pointing at the individual days
F-Ko:
As you can see behind me, Mother Nature has been very kind to us this past week. Starting on Sunday…
Sunday has a sun symbol on it, with the number 75 printed below it
F-Ko:
We've been graced with warm weather and sunny skies that have lasted us all the way to Wednesday.
E-Ko:
Perfect for all of you love birds out there to spend your time at the beach or a park, just so long as you're together.
F-Ko:
However…
E-Ko:
However?
F-Ko:
Starting on Thursday, the sun will start to disappear behind a veil of gray and murky clouds, and the temperature will drop down to 70.
Thursday has a sun symbol covered by clouds and the number 70 has appeared below it
E-Ko:
Well that's alright. It may not be that warm to spend the day at the beach, but you can still enjoy a nice date at an outdoors restaurant, or go to an amusement park, or just take a walk together.
F-Ko:
Wait. It gets worse.
E-Ko:
Worse?
F-Ko:
On Friday, expect to see showers throughout the door, and the temperature dropping down to 55.
E-Ko:
55?!
Friday has a storm symbol and the number 55 below it. Rain begins to fall onto F-Ko and the sound of thunder and lightning can be heard…until the camera zooms out to reveal that C-Ko is holding a watering can over F-Ko's head, A-Ko is shaken a tin sheet, and B-Ko is banging the sheet with a hammer
E-Ko:
Would you three knock that off?!
C-Ko, B-Ko, and A-Ko all jump back into a corner, and F-Ko is holding her head down
F-Ko:
Why bother? It wouldn't make any difference. You can't change the weather.
E-Ko:
Were you dumped again?
F-Ko:
What does that have to do with the weather?!
E-Ko has now backed into a corner
E-Ko:
So, uh, is there any sign of improvement?
F-Ko perks her head back up
F-Ko:
Yes actually. On Saturday, the storm clouds will disappear, and the temperature should rise up to a nice 80, for everyone to enjoy.
Saturday has a bright and shining sun symbol with the number 80 below it
E-Ko:
What a relief.
Then the water gets poured on at heavy duty over F-Ko, and Saturday disappears for the forecast for the next week
F-Ko:
But then another storm will hit starting on Sunday, which will then continue on for the rest of the week with no chance of ever letting up!
E-Ko:
So you were dumped again.
F-Ko:
Was it something I said? Something I wore? Did he hate the way I made his lunch for him every. Single. DAY?!
C-Ko:
Calm down, honey.
A-Ko:
He didn't deserve a girlfriend as great as you.
B-Ko:
You were too good for him.
E-Ko:
Moving on…
F-Ko pushes E-Ko out of the way and starts shaking the camera
F-Ko:
Why did he have to break up with me?! We could've made it work! We could've-
The screen cuts to a photo of a mouse holding a chewed wire, with the words reading "Technical Difficulties. Please Stand By". The girls watching SKU News start to groan in disappointment. One of them mutters "Just when it was getting good"
Ginger:
And she called it crap.
Betty:
Hey!
Ginger looks to her left to see Betty heading her way
Ginger:
Hey Betty.
Betty takes a seat next to Ginger on the bench
Betty:
I was looking for you.
Ginger:
I was looking for you, but decided to take a break. Where's Veronica?
Betty:
Wondering at the marvels of opening a pair of scissors.
Ginger laughs a little when something catches her attention. A burnt-out stump behind the fountain
Ginger:
Betty, what is that?
Betty:
That used to be an apple tree until Veronica tossed a match at it.
Ginger:
Why did she do that?
Betty:
She tried getting another student in trouble. It didn't work.
Ginger:
Why do you hang out with an itch-bay like her anyway?
Betty:
Like she said, she runs this school. You've gotta pass her approval rating or else she gives you hell.
Ginger:
And obviously I flunked. Good.
Betty:
Aren't you scared?
Ginger:
Name one reason why I should be scared of her.
Betty:
…Jasmine White.
Ginger:
Who's Jasmine White?
Betty:
She used to be a freshman here, until Veronica found out.
Ginger:
Found out what?
Betty:
She was a mutant.
(Looks like I wasn't far off)
Betty:
One day, during a chemistry class, Jasmine was handling some chemicals in a beaker when it just, I don't know, blew up in her hands.
Ginger:
She could make things explode?
Betty:
Let me finish. She went to go get the janitor to clean up the broken glass. As she was leaving the classroom, the doorknob burst into flames. It turned out she could set things on fire. She was a…what do you call them?
Ginger:
Pyrokinetic.
Betty:
That's it. She would've been expelled by Vice Principal Deleroy and the Board of Directors if it wasn't for Principal Stonewall. But compared to what she went through expulsion would've been a Godsend.
Ginger:
Betty, what did Veronica do?
Betty:
Jasmine was now on the receiving end of Veronica's whip. She pulled pranks on her, tripped her in the hallways, stole her stuff…
Ginger:
Didn't she get in trouble?
Betty:
Of course. She doesn't have all the teachers on her side.
(Or her aunt)
Betty:
She got detention for weeks for the things she did. I got four days detention for helping her cut up Jasmine's favorite sweater.
Ginger:
Why would you help her do something like that?!
Betty:
She told me it was hers, and she wanted to shorten it.
Ginger:
Don't tell me you bought that crock of shit.
Betty:
No. I was just…afraid of what she would do if I didn't.
Ginger:
Then what?
Betty:
Veronica wasn't allowed in any clubs or activities after one particular prank and was even arrested.
Ginger:
The apple tree.
Betty:
Yeah. She burned it down and tried to put the blame on Jasmine. It would've worked too, until someone found Veronica's fingerprints on a box of matches she tossed behind a bush. She was forced to do three months of community service. That's when the pranks started to become more vicious, although I'm not sure that what came to follow was Veronica's responsibility.
Ginger:
Why is that?
Betty:
Do you know there are a lot of other mutants living in Bayville?
Ginger:
No, I didn't.
Betty:
Most of them go to Bayville High and live at a place run by a man named Xavier. There are a lot of anti-mutant fanatics who go to that high school, especially the principal. Word spread out that Jasmine was a mutant and the man named Xavier came here one day and offered her a place at his school. She turned him down, and said she just wanted to be normal. Then, she started getting calls from people telling her they were gonna…
Ginger:
Going to what?
Betty whispers them into Ginger's ear. A horrified look appears on Ginger's face and she gasps
(What kind of sick fuck what even think those kinds of things?!)
Betty:
The police couldn't find out who was making the calls, and Jasmine had had enough. So one night, she climbed into a car and then she…used her powers.
Ginger shouting :
And what is Veronica still doing at this school?!
The other girls in the courtyard all turn their heads towards Ginger
Betty:
I told you. Principal Stonewall tried to have her expelled, but the Board of Directors kept vetoing her decision.
Ginger:
Because of her mother's money. Betty why do you still hang around Veronica if you know what she's capable of?
Betty:
You just answered your own question. But you don't have to worry about that. You're normal. She wouldn't do that to you unless you really pissed her off.
(Now or never, Ginger)
Ginger:
Betty, I-
Ginger's words are cut short by the sound of breaking glass and a girl screaming. The other students look up. On the seventh floor, there is a girl desperately hanging from a ledge with one hand, right above the burnt stump. Students are shouting and yelling "what happened?" and "a girl fell out a window. Ginger and Betty join the crowd around the stump, but Ginger pushes her way to the front. Inside the sixth floor, a senior is trying to help the girl
Betty:
Oh my God!
Girl:
Help me!
Senior:
Give me your hand!
The girl tries to get hold of the senior's hand, but she is losing her grip on the ledge. Finally, she slips and begins to fall. Ginger points to the stump right before the girl lost her grip. Then, something amazing happens. The stump begins to grow at an incredible rate, forming branches, leaves and apples in a matter of seconds. And a matter of seconds is all it took. The girl falls through the leaves and branches, and lands in Ginger's arms. Aside from a few cuts, she is fine. There is silence, the moment is so tense you could cut through it with a knife. Ginger gently lets the girl out of her arms
Ginger:
Are you okay?
Girl:
I'm fine.
Ginger:
What happened?
Girl:
I don't know. One minute I was walking down the hall, the next I went through the window. I think I must've tripped on something.
Ginger:
What's your name?
Girl:
BLEEEEEP.
Ginger:
Well BLEEEEEP, go see the nurse. Do you need help getting there?
(Why am I asking? I don't even know where the nurse is)
Girl:
No, I'll be fine to go by myself.
Ginger:
Good.
The Girl then hugs Ginger as tears fall from her eyes
Girl crying :
Thank you.
Ginger:
It's alright. Just watch where you're going next time. An apple tree isn't gonna grow every time you trip.
Girl trying to stop crying :
I will, but still. You saved my life.
Ginger:
Just go to the nurse.
Girl:
Okay.
The Girl then walks through the crowd. That is when Ginger turns to the crowed. Half shocked, half horrified. Betty looks ashamed
Ginger:
So…
Veronica:
Did you see that? She just pointed and that apple tree just grew! She's a goddamn mutie!
The crowd is now in an uproar. Above, clouds begin to darken the sky
Ginger:
And so it begins…
Friday
Girl #1:
Hey, did you hear? That new girl is a mutant!
Girl #2:
Yeah, she saved that girl's life yesterday! I saw the whole thing. And she didn't act all high and mighty.
Girl #3:
She didn't?
Girl #2:
All she asked the girl was if she wanted someone to bring her to the nurse. Then she told her to be more careful.
Girl #3:
She's so cool!
Girl #1:
But she's a mutant, you guys.
Girl #2:
If she wasn't that girl would be dead right now. Besides, times are changing.
Girl #3:
And what about those other mutants, the ones who helped save the world a few months ago? They seemed pretty cool, too.
Girl #1:
I guess…but what do you think Veronica is going to do?
Girl #2:
Oh who cares about her?
Girl #3:
Yeah. If you ask me, someone ought to take her down a few pegs and I think the new girl is just the one to do it.
Girl #1:
You're one to talk. The other day you were just saying how much you wanted to borrow her new top.
Girl #3:
Cuz' it's a cute top!
The Dining Hall
The girls are enjoying their breakfast when Ginger walks up to a table with a tray in hand. The girls abruptly stop talking once they see Ginger. She notices an empty seat
Ginger:
Is this seat taken?
The girls remain silent
(I knew it)
Ginger:
Alright then.
Ginger begins to walk away
Anya:
Wait.
Ginger:
Huh?
Anya:
You can sit here if you want, Ginger.
Rachel Morrison has opened the seat for Ginger
Rachel:
Yeah, you're okay with us.
Ginger:
You don't have a problem with me being a mutant?
Anya:
Of course not. Especially after the way you saved that girl, yesterday.
Ginger:
Oh! That reminds me. Has anyone seen that girl at all since yesterday?
Rachel:
No, actually. Have you seen her at all, Anya?
Anya:
No. What about you girls?
The other girls all reply with either a "no" or "me either"
Ginger:
That's weird.
Anya:
Well, sit down and have breakfast with us. You can look for her later.
Ginger:
Well, okay…
(I hope that girl is alright)
Ginger takes her seat with the girls, who are each acting open and friendly towards her, disproving her previous idea of "hitting a storm". The girls start to have a conversation on how Ginger is enjoying Sister Grimhilde's so far, until…
Veronica:
I wouldn't get too close to her if I were you…
Ginger and the others turn to see Veronica, as well as Cheryl and Betty, standing in front of one the dining hall windows and blocking the sunlight
Veronica:
She might contaminate the rest of you.
Anya:
Wow, Veronica. You were able to pronounce the word "contaminate" correctly.
Rachel:
But I'll bet she can't spell it. Buzz off.
Veronica:
Fair warning, you might not see too much of Miss Anderson in the future.
Anya:
And why is that?
Veronica:
I heard that the Board of Directors, the Principal, and the Vice Principal have been up all night debating on having her kicked out. They don't feel people like her belong at this school.
Ginger:
Why would they kick me out just for being a democrat?
Anya, Rachel, and the other girls laugh. Veronica scowls
Ginger:
I told you that I'm not the type to be intimidated when we first met.
Veronica:
Well, let's just hope you don't wind up like poor Jasmine White.
Ginger:
Your dedication to the well being of others is inspiring to us all, Veronica. In fact, why should you waste your kindness and good will on us undeserving insects when there are some many others out there who desperately need it…
Veronica failing to realize the sarcasm :
It's nice to know that you realize that.
The girls have a laughing fit. Veronica narrows her eyes to Ginger, who has not shown an ounce of fear towards the supposed queen bee
Veronica:
When I'm through with you you'll wish you'd never heard the name "Veronica Cooper".
Ginger:
I've been wishing it ever since I met you.
Veronica under her breath :
Goddamn freak.
Ginger:
What was that?
Veronica:
Nothing. Come on, girls.
Cheryl:
Yes, Veronica.
Veronica and Cheryl begin to leave the dining hall, but Betty isn't moving from her spot
Veronica:
I said "come on" Betty.
Betty:
I'll catch up with you later, Veronica.
Veronica:
…whatever. Come on Cheryl.
Cheryl:
Hmph!
Ginger:
"Hmph" back atcha, you Degrassi reject!
Cheryl lets out a sound of offense and storms out behind Veronica. Betty still hasn't moved from her spot, and her gaze is fixed solely on Ginger
Ginger:
Is there something I can help you with, Betty?
Betty:
I…was wondering if you'd like to hang out in town after school.
(So she does have a backbone, after all. Go girl!)
Ginger:
Sure. That'd be great.
Betty:
Cool. Meet me at a bookstore named "Pollack's" at like 4:00.
Ginger:
Where is it?
Betty:
It's near a store named "Seazer's". It's a punk clothing store, you can't miss it.
Ginger:
(Unfortunately, breakfast was the only time of the day that was enjoyable. Veronica held true to her threat of trying to make me miserable. Throughout all my classes I kept receiving notes that said "GO TO HELL, MUTANT FREAK" or "YOU ARE GOING TO DIE, BITCH". Of course I ripped these up after I was done reading them. I've read worse. And I've read more creative ones. In art class, Veronica purposely tossed red paint all over my uniform. Ms. Case allowed me to go get changed into a clean one. But someone cut up my spare one. That wasn't all they did. My bed and my belongings were trashed. I was impressed to be honest with you. All this crap on the second day. Veronica may be spoiled, but she's dedicated. I had to get changed in a blouse and skirt and explained what happened when I got back to class. I also noticed someone stole my bookbag and turned it inside out. During lunch, she spilled iced tea on my head and I had to shower, causing me to miss the first twenty minutes of history class. By the time that was over Veronica was beaming with pride. Until I had my discussion with Ms. Chmakova. She caught me as I was leaving class. Veronica was listening intently behind the classroom door)
Ginger:
The weather report said it was going to rain today. Oh well.
Ms. Chmakova:
Ginger…
Ginger:
Yes?
Ms. Chmakova:
Is there anything you'd like to talk about?
Ginger:
About what?
Ms. Chmakova:
About… certain people.
Ginger sighing :
Ms. Chmakova, I honestly don't care about "certain people". Believe me, I have more important problems to deal with.
Ms. Chmakova:
Ginger, you know if you have any problems you can come to me or any of the other teachers.
Ginger:
Thank you, Ms. C, but I promise you, I'm fine.
Ms. Chmakova:
Alright, then. Just be careful.
Ginger:
I will. But right now, I have to hurry. I'm supposed to meet Betty Lodge at-
Ginger is cut off by the sound of someone running away in a hurry
Ginger:
Oh crap.
Ginger dashes out of the classroom and tries to follow after Veronica, ignoring Ms. Chmakova's calls
(What is she going to do? I have to make sure she doesn't do anything stupid)
Ginger hears the sound of someone getting slapped and a cry of pain coming from the courtyard. She enters just in time to see Betty being beaten up by Veronica
Veronica:You were going to go hang out with that freak?! You're no better then she is!
Veronica kicks Betty to the ground. She is on her knees
Betty:
Please…
Veronica:
Please, what? raises her foot to kick her again Please, what?!
Ginger lunges at Veronica and brings her to the ground
Ginger:
Back off!
Veronica:
Get your hands off me, you diseased freak!
Ginger:
I'm the freak? I'm not the one beating up an innocent young woman.
Ginger gets off Veronica, who then tries to punch her in the face, but misses and falls flat on her face
Veronica:
You have no idea the kind of hell I'm gonna bring on your miserable ass!
Ginger:
Spare me the melodrama.
Ginger walks over to Betty and helps her stand up
Ginger:
You alright?
Betty:
I coughs I'll be alright.
Veronica:
You're gonna be sorry, Lodge.
Ginger:
Shut the hell up, Veronica! What is your problem?! You honestly think I'm going to react to all of the crap you pull, just because I'm a mutant? I told you I don't adhere to threats, on me or anyone else. And that means on this girl.
Veronica:
You think I'm scared of you?
Ginger:
Yes, to be honest. For thousands of years people try to destroy the things they're afraid of. Because they're jealous.
Veronica:
Jealous? Of a freak like you?
Ginger:
Don't people dream about doing the kind of things mutants can do? Don't they dream of flying? Of changing their appearance?
Ginger extends her hand and opens her palm. She concentrates for a few seconds and a ball of fire appears in her hand
Ginger:
Making plants grow isn't the only thing I can do, Veronica.
Ginger closes her hand and the flames become extinguished. Now, she raises her hand in the air and causes a pillar of stones and dirt to rise out of the ground. She lowers her hand and the pillar crumbles. She points to the fountain and the water turns to ice. Then the ice melts and turns back to water. Ginger then turns her gaze to Veronica and starts to advance on her
Veronica:
St-stay back! Don't do anything you'll regret, Ginger!
Ginger:
Let me make one thing clear. I don't care about your petty xenophobia or anyone else's. Being a mutant doesn't bother me. And besides, why should I care about what you think of me? Just because you're rich? Because you have influence over this school? You can say whatever you want about me and I wouldn't give you the satisfaction of a tear. Now go crawl back into the backseat of the Volkswagen Beetle you were spawned in and die.
Veronica stumbles, then runs out of the courtyard. Betty is looking very grateful for just happened. Ginger turns her head towards Betty and smiles
Ginger:
We still going to have that talk, Betty?
Betty:
Yeah. Listen, I have to take care of a few things. Is it okay if I meet you there?
Ginger:
Sure.
(I know what you're thinking, and I had seen some of Bayville the week before. After the little debacle in the courtyard, I returned to Ms. Chmakova's classroom to get my things back I went and got changed into some of the only clothes that Veronica hadn't tried to destroy, a white peasant blouse and a black skirt. One of the cleaning ladies was already straightening up my part of the dorm when I got back. I had a car, a white convertible that Dad had given me as a gift before I transferred here. Veronica didn't trash that because I didn't tell anyone about it)
Pollack's Book Store
Pollack's Book Store is a rather large store with it's own cafe, like Barnes & Noble, only it's a family business. Ginger is sitting at a small table, nursing a cold coffee and waiting for Betty. She looks at her watch, which now reads 5:00. She has been there for two hours
Ginger:
I guess I better go.
Ginger gets out of her seat and heads outside
(Why didn't she show up? This is the right place. That Seazer's store is next door, just like she said. God, I hope Veronica didn't do anything after I left…)
Lost in thought, Ginger fails to notice the girl running down the street, and can't react fast enough to get out of her way. Both hit the ground in two seconds
Ginger:
Sorry.
Girl:
Yeah, well, watch where you're going.
Ginger:
You ran into me!
The girl has short blonde hair in a punk haircut with waterproof punk makeup and blue eyes
Girl:
Yeah, I guess you're right. Sorry.
Both get off the ground and wipe off whatever dirt has got on their clothes
Ginger:
What were you running from?
Girl:
I was running from th-oh! They're gone.
Ginger:
Who's gone?
Girl:
The guys who were chasing me.
Ginger:
Why were you being chased?
Girl:
They had a problem with me being a mutant. The name's Tabby.
Ginger:
Hi. I'm Ginger. Ginger Anderson. I just moved here.
Tabby:
Nice to meet you.
Ginger:
You said you're a mutant?
Tabby:
Yeah. You don't have a problem with that, do you?
Tabby, or as she likes to be called, Boom Boom, forms a small bomb in her hand
Ginger:
No, because…
Ginger points to the bomb in Tabby's hand and it freezes over
Ginger:
As you can see.
Tabby:
A new mutant in Bayville. How original.
Ginger:
Do you live at that place Xavier's by any chance?
Tabby:
Sure. A lot of us do.
The two begin to walk down the street and continue on with their conversation. Clouds begin to form in the sky. However, we must take a break from the conversation between Tabby Smith and Ginger Anderson and introduce you to the three young men who were chasing Tabby. Tommy February, Harold Floyd, and Dick Knight. Three seniors at Bayville High. All three are on the football team, all three are taking performance enhancers, and all three hate mutants, following in the tradition of former quarterback Duncan Matthews. All three had just been going through a joint 'roid rage, and saw Tabby as the receiving end. But, they just happened to see their benefactor, Ms. H we'll call her, in a nearby alley across the street, and decided to let Tabby slip to get a little refresher. However, Ms. H, clad in a brown overcoat and a big, brown hat, has something else in store for them, and she needs it done correctly. Her voice is like a whisper, only louder
Ms. H:
You see that girl that Miss Smith is with right now?
Tommy:
The brown-haired one?
Ms. H:
I want you to follow the two of them. But if one of them leaves, I want you to follow the brown-haired one. And only the brown-haired one. Understand?
Harold:
When do we get paid, Ms. H?
Ms. H:
You get paid if you do what I tell you. Once you start following the brown-haired girl, you get her alone.
Harold:
Then what do we do?
Ms. H:
You get to do whatever you want to her.
Dick:
No problem.
Ms. H:
But make sure she can't concentrate.
Tommy:
Concentrate on what?
Ms. H:
Anything. It doesn't matter.
Tommy:
Easy enough.
Harold:
I don't know you guys.
Dick:
Don't be such a wuss, Harry.
Harold:
Well it's just, we were chasing after Smith to let off a little steam, but Ms. H, why do we got to mess with that girl?
Ms. H:
Because, Harold…
Ms. H puts her hand on Harold's shoulder and starts to squeeze it
Ms. H:
I'm telling you too.
Harold:Yeah, but-
Ms. H:
Tell me, how did you win last week's game?
Harold:
We won because, because…
Ms. H:
Because of me. Isn't that right?
Harold:
Yeah…
Ms. H:
And you want to keep winning, right?
Harold:
Yes.
Ms. H:
You want to get paid, don't you?
Harold:
Yeah.
Ms. H:
Then follow that girl.
Harold:
But-
Ms. H:
I can see a special touch is needed here.
Ms. H's eyes begin to narrow, and a series of yellow rings that send out a small, pulsating noise starts to form out of her eyes and disappear into Harold's
Ms. H:
You will follow that girl.
Harold hypnotized :
I will follow that girl.
Ms. H:
You aren't going to ask anymore questions.
Harold hypnotized :
I won't ask anymore questions.
Ms. H:
And if anyone asks you anything about where you get your winning attitude from, or who told you to follow that girl…
Harold hypnotized :
I will not mention you at all.
Ms. H:
That goes for you two as well.
The yellow rings start to become wider and extend into Dick and Tommy's eyes as well
Dick and Tommy hypnotized :
Yes, Ms. H.
The yellow rings have stopped forming from Ms. H's eyes, but all three still looked dazed
Ms. H:
By my guess they should be in the park area by now. Keep after, but don't draw attention to yourselves.
Dick, Harold, and Tommy hypnotized :
Yes, Ms. H.
The three start to leave the alley
Ms. H:
And boys…
Dick, Harold, and Tommy hypnotized :
Yes, Ms. H?
Ms. H:
Remember, I said, anything.
Dick, Harold, and Tommy hypnotized :
Yes, Ms. H.
The three have now started to head for the park. Ms. H leaves a few minutes later and heads in the opposite directions. She takes off her hat and allows her long, blonde hair to flow freely
Ms. H:
Teenage boys are so easy. Especially when they have inferiority complexes.
Ms. H lets out a shrill laugh. Meanwhile, at the park, Ginger has just finished explaining to Tabitha her life story after Tabitha has given hers
Ginger:
…so after that my stepmother had my dad transfer me to the school here.
Tabby:
Bummer. And no one had any problem at all with you being a mutant at your old school?
Ginger:
It was a pretty small school, and a lot of the kids there were open minded. I was only there for a few months.
Tabby:
You miss anyone from there? Like, a boyfriend perhaps?
Ginger:
No! I hate boys!
(Whoops!)
Tabby:
Whoa! Sorry. Wait, if you hate boys, does that mean you're a-
Ginger:
No! I apologize for that little outburst. I don't really hate boys. I just had a really bad experience with one and I haven't been in a relationship since.
Tabby:
What happened?
Ginger:
He was all I had, and then he disappeared. From me, his parents, everyone. But I haven't forgotten him.
(The jerk)
Tabby:
Sorry.
Ginger:
Thanks, but it's alright.
Tabby:
So, all that aside, is freezing things the only power you have? Because we only have one guy like that at the Institute and man is he annoying.
Ginger:I can do a lot of stuff, actually. I've had my abilities for a few years now and I practice a lot.
Tabby:
Like what?
Ginger:
I can make plants grow, I can freeze things and I control stuff like water, fire, electricity, metal, rocks, and wind.
Tabby:
Cool. Is that all, or can you control stuff in outer space?
Ginger:
That's pretty much it. My powers are only limited to stuff made from the Earth. Even manmade elements or stuff like genetically created plants or animals. They were all made from something that came from the Earth. I once tried to control a comet during a meteor shower two years ago but that didn't work. But I'm especially powerful when it comes to plants and flowers.
Ginger points to the ground and causes a rose bush to grow. The roses are orange colored
Ginger:
What do you notice about those roses?
Tabby:
They're orange. Personally I prefer shocking pink, but-
Ginger:
No, no, no. Look at the stems.
Tabby kneels down to get a closer look at the rose stems
Tabby:
They don't have any thorns.
Ginger picks a rose off the bush and holds it up
Ginger:
Besides being able to make them grow, I can also control certain aspects of plants.
The rose stems suddenly become covered in thorns. The thorns then retract themselves in
Ginger:
If I concentrate, I can make roses that are covered in thorns are roses that have none. And besides that…
The roses starts to change color. From orange, to pink, to white, to puke green, to turquoise, to orange again. The leaves in the bush then start to change color as well
Ginger:
I can change their color…
The rose bush suddenly grows six feet
Ginger:
Their height…
The rose bush shrinks back down
Tabby:
What did you change that time?
Ginger:
Smell them.
Tabby sniffs one of the roses
Tabby:
They don't smell like roses anymore! They smell like, like pizza.
Ginger:
Pizza? I was going for chocolate cake. Scents I'm still working on.
Tabby:
I could put in a good word for you at the Institute if you're interested. You could make things more interesting over there. It's been pretty boring in Bayville the last few months.
Ginger:
You'd offer a complete stranger membership into a school for powerful teenagers? How do you know I'm not some evil alien insect queen in disguise who wants to enslave the human race as my personal sex slaves?
Tabby:
What self-respecting alien overlord would start an invasion for sex slaves in this town?
Ginger:
What self-respecting overlord indeed?
Tabby:
You are weird.
Ginger:
Really?
Tabby:
I like weird.
Ginger:
You think I might have what it takes to make at Xavier's?
Tabby:
Sure. One of our teachers reads Shakespeare while standing on the ceiling. You'd fit right in. But you might need a codename.
Ginger:
A codename?
Tabby:
Sure. You're supposed to have one when you're with the X-Men.
Ginger:
X-Men… you go around using your mutant powers to help mankind.
Tabby:
Yep.
Ginger:
Well then how does making tiny explosives supposed to help mankind?
Tabby:
I'm glad they're not as astute as you are.
Ginger:
It's a blessing, and a curse.
Tabby:
My codename's Boom Boom.
Ginger:
What do you think mine should be?
Tabby:
How about "Deadly Nightshade"?
Ginger:
Too gloomy.
Tabby:
"Flower Girl"?
Ginger:
No. I'd sound like a six-year old.
Tabby:
"Poison Ivy"?
Ginger:
Too slutty. And besides, I have other abilities besides plant-based ones.
Tabby:
How about "Jill of All Trades".
Ginger:
…No. And that is last we will ever speak of that.
Tabby:
Okay. Then how about "Super-
Ginger:
NO! Anything but that!
Tabby:
What?
Ginger:
Wrong cartoon.
Tabby:
Ooh, yeah. Hey, how about "May Queen"?
Ginger:
May Queen… it actually sounds interesting. Where'd you get May Queen from?
Tabby:
I remembered reading about it on some stupid internet forum. Something with the word "rose" in it.
Ginger:I'd actually consider using it, although it does make me sound spoiled.
Tabby:
Fine. Then you can call yourself Poison Ivy and you can run around on roof tops in green lingerie. How 'bout that?
Ginger:
…The power of Christ compels you! The power of Christ compels you!
Ginger starts chasing after a laughing Tabby when all of a sudden it starts to rain
Ginger:
Crap! Good thing I left the top on my convertible up.
Tabby:
Did you role up the windows?
Ginger:
Yeah, I-Betty!
Tabby:
No, it's Tabby. Ta-be. Say it with me now.
Ginger:
No, I was supposed to meet someone at that bookstore. Maybe she's there now.
(And maybe I'm stupid for thinking she keeps me waiting for two hours and then gets there now. Still…)
Tabby:
We'll talk tomorrow. Right now I gotta get out of this rain.
Ginger racing back to Pollack's :
Nice meeting you!
Tabby calling from the back of the park :
You too!
(Normally I could just stop the rain from falling around me, but it feels nice)
Ginger finally makes her way back to Pollack's only to see that it has closed. She spies around to see if Betty is anywhere around, but no luck. She sighs and heads for her car, parked across from the bookstore. The rain then stops
Ginger:
That was it? That wasn't so ba-
Tommy surprises Ginger from behind and delivers a blow to her head with his elbow. She almost hit's the sidewalk, but then Harold grabs her wrist and tosses her into an alley. There is no one around on the streets to stop them. Ginger does a nose dive into a pile of garbage. She tries to get up but she is then smacked across the face by Dick. She has no idea what is going on, she can't think straight, and all she can do is scream before she is gagged by Harold
Harold:
What do we do now?
Tommy:
You heard what Ms. H told us.
Dick:
Whatever we want.
To be continued…
"Believe in miracles, and they will know your feelings"
"You broke my heart, and I never forgave you"
"What does she mean, you break her heart?"
"Poor little Veronica"
Next time on Virtual Star Embryology
"May Queen and the Runaway Prince"
Part II
The Absolute Destiny Apocalypse