Hey, I'm back! You must hate me for leaving you on a cliffhanger and then not updating for the week. But I was writing something for my BFFFFL's (Best Fan-Fiction Friend For Life) Birthday. So yeah... Uh... HAPPY CHRISTMAS/HANAKAH/KWAANZAA/WHATEVER YOU CELABRATE!
"Hey! Where are you guys taking me? I KNOW MY RIGHTS!" Chester shouted while being dragged off by Lab Rat and Ty. "Yeah, and you have the right to remain silent. Why don't you use that?" Lab Rat mumbled.
Ty shot a glare at him and released his grasp on Chester's arm. "Look, we know you like my sister." Ty stated. Lab Rat butted in. "And for some strange reason she likes you back." Ty glared back at the African-American again.
Chester blinked "Okay, so why have you dragged me off to the locker room?" Lab Rat sighed and opened the bag that Naomi gave him right before they left. "Anyway, to make a long story short we have a few hours to make you look… uh…"
"Normal?" Chester finished, unsure whether or not he should be happy or ready to run at a moment's notice.
He mentally prepared to do the one he always ended up doing. Ty shrugged, "More like… somebody our parents will let their little girl go to the movies with."
Chester sighed, resigning himself to his fate and entered the showers, and closing the curtain. His oversized shirt flew over the curtain followed by his pants, the boots (first the right then the left) and finally his underwear. "Huh," Ty said "I expected you to be a briefs guy."
The two boys waited, but didn't hear the sound of running water. "Nuh uh, I am not helping him." Lab Rat stated, his arms crossed.
"You're the one who tormented him!" Ty shouted at him. "Yeah, and you're going to be his brother-in-law one day, you do it!"
"Uh, guys?" Chester poked his head out. "I know how to take a shower. I'm just waiting for the shampoo." Embarrassed, Ty handed him the bottle and Chester disappeared back behind the curtain. Soon the water was running and the two other boys waited around. Ty excused himself to go get some spare clothes for Chester, since the two of them are roughly the same size.
"So," Lab Rat asked the showering silhouette on the curtain, "If you know how to shower, then why don't you?"
Chester paused slightly "…I was too depressed… whenever I thought about taking one; a voice in my head just kept saying 'What difference would it make? You're still Kid Rot to them, no matter what you try to do'… So I just didn't…"
Lab Rat was shocked and mad at himself. He had really no idea what Chester had to go through, what internal and external problems the young blond goes through in his ordinary day. "I'm sorry…" He mumbled. Chester stuck his sopping wet head out the shower. He pulled his heavy wet bangs out of his eyes and saw Lab Rat, staring at his shoes and mumbling apologies.
"I'm sorry for taking part of those stupid rumors that messed your life up." Chester shook his head angrily. "Don't be so arrogant! Even without those rumors, my life was already messed up. I've had like seven different people who took care of me, and they all died, which is freaky enough, but five of them have all tried to kill me whi-" Lab Rat slapped his hand over the blond's mouth.
"Wait, earlier you said that you've had six guardians with your mom. Why is it now seven?" Chester angrily pushed Lab Rat's hand off his mouth. "I said people who took care of me, not guardians this time. Grave keeper Wilkins wasn't a guardian, but he took good care of me."
"So why didn't you get him to adopt you?"
"Because he wasn't even supposed to be within five feet of anybody under the age of eighteen." Lab Rat felt a chill go down his spine.
"Did he ever… um…"
"Twice and he only grabbed on to it. He was a good man who just happened to have problems and tried his hardest to get rid of them, and I could tell that he genuinely liked me as a friend."
"…"
"Hand me the conditioner, would you?"
ABBSTER! KAT-RAT! TYOMI! ABBSTER! KAT-RAT! TYOMI! ABBSTER! KAT-RAT! TYOMI!
Soon enough, Ty came back and the two didn't speak of their conversation. After eight showers; (plus one more after Ty had this brilliant idea to give Chester a spray tan… All three had to take a shower after that.) Chester finally exited the shower feeling clean and blind as a bat due to his extremely long bangs… And then was assaulted by Ty, Lab Rat and a hair brush.
"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Chester cried out. Lab Rat rolled his eyes and handed him the brush. "You keep whining about it, you brush your own hair then."
And so Chester did, much slower and softer and with less hairs being pulled out, while Lab Rat fumed in the corner, muttering about how "too hard, you think I know how to brush hair, he needs a haircut anyways…"
ABBSTER! KAT-RAT! TYOMI! ABBSTER! KAT-RAT! TYOMI! ABBSTER! KAT-RAT! TYOMI!
Abby had had it! She was going to find her new boyfriend no matter how much the two other girls tried to stop her. As she stomped down the halls plotting to kill her little brother and Lab Rat, not even bothering to worry about the assistant principal, who apparently does a horrible job at keeping track of them.
After wandering around for a while Abby nearly walked into a boy about her age drinking from the water fountain. It took a few moments to register the strangeness of this, considering the fact that the school was closed and that they were the only kids here. The boy noticed her and smiled, putting an arm around her and reaching up to kiss her. He never made it to her lips, due to her grabbing his arm and flipping him on his back hard. Abby huffed and dusted off her hands. "Sorry, but I have a boyfriend."
The guy sat up and rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah, I know." Abby recognized the voice and her jaw dropped all the way to the floor. No, that's an understatement. Abby's jaw dropped through the flow through the basement, through the ground, through the earth's magma core, and all the way to China.
Abby helped him up and stared at the boy. He certainly looked different enough for her to easily mistake him for somebody else. He was cleaner, for starters. Without the dirt and grime, he appeared to be of Greek descent or at least half Greek. His hair, which was still a dusty color, looked less drab and dirty and was pushed back into a ponytail. He was wearing a simple light blue polo shirt and jeans with holes that he apparently grabbed from the Lost and Found. And for a finishing touch he had bandaged all the small cuts and scratches that had for days before had been left alone.
Abby leaned forwards and sniffed the air. No more rotting, decomposing smell. It appeared to be replaced with… "It must be weird going from the smell of death to fruity shampoo," Abby joked. Chester blushed "Yeah, Naomi had only girly scented ones. Sort of embarrassing…"
Abby leaned in close to him. "I like your new look… except…" She kissed him, her doing the semi-traditional hair grab, when suddenly… "OW!" Chester yelped, as Abby quickly pulled of the hair tie, letting his hair flow down to his shoulders. Abby ran her fingers through it. "There, now you're perfect." She whispered softly in his ear.
Yeah, I actually hated the makeover scene in the real Breakfast Club, where the jock kisses the nutjob after the princess gives her a makeover... So, I changed it! Chester did look sort of Greek to me, because of the skin-tone.