Pete woke up the next morning feeling lighter then usual. He had a vague notion that it was probably because of the anticipation towards the plan they were going to execute today. Not that goth's got excited or anything, at least thats what he told himself. Everything was just so average, unlike most people's suspicions, he didn't like it. Everyday he got out of bed, got on the bus and went to school, where he now had to attend classes otherwise he'd be suspended. Not that it mattered that much, but he figured that in order to move out of his parent's place he would have to get a job and to get a job requires an education. The point is that Pete was bored with his life, at least when he was actively worshipping Cthulu it was interesting enough as to not make him think of being emo. He didn't need all the attention that all those Britney and Justin wannabes had, but it was so dull he almost considered doing something conformist.
"Pete! Get up now! Your going to be late" His father called. Pete groaned and got out of the chair where he passed out while reading his latest comic book. He wandered over to the table where he ate a bowl of cereal. After finishing his breakfast, he opened the door and left for school, unlike those conformists he walked instead of taking the bus.
When Pete arrived at school he got a phone call from Micheal. "Death and despair, death and despair, death and despair."
"Hey" Pete answered the phone.
"Hey, Firkle and I went to principal Victoria and talked her into letting us give an awareness speech." Micheal told Pete.
"How did you get her to say yes?" Pete wondered.
"The teachers at this school barely do their jobs as is and pretty much will do anything to get out of teaching." Micheal explained.
"Ok, does it matter what the speech is on?" Pete asked.
"Just say some shit about emos and how they suck, try to make it last about five minutes." Micheal said.
"Kay, hey I see Henrietta I'll talk to her about it, what time does it start?" Pete asked.
"I didnt bother asking, they'll announce it" Michael told him.
"Alright, see you then." Pete said and then hung up.
"Hi, I just talked to Micheal about the whole assembly thing and we'll be talking about emo's." Pete walked up to Henrietta and said.
"Ok, I need to use the washroom I'll see you at the assembly." She stated. Pete waved and went to his locker to get his text book for first period, science. The hallways were begining to fill up pretty fast now that the bus arrived. Pete could hear in the backround an argument between the schools most popular group.
"I'm just saying jew suck at catch the pointy stick, but if you would like to play a round of it I would be glad to participate. "
Fine fatass, I need to get to class." Kyle could be heard saying.
" Ay! Does this look like fat to you?!" Cartman said fiddling with his stomach. In all honesty Cartman really wasn't fat anymore and was just generally bulky. Of course the nickname stuck and so did Cartman's personality, unfortunately.
"Yes." Kyle said before turning away and walking to his locker.
"Ay!" Was the last thing said before an announcement came on.
"Attention students, today we'll be having an assembly. All students will head to the gym after the announcement has ended. We would like to congratulate Wendy Testaburger for her winning essay in the state writing contest on discrimination in schools across Colorado. On another note, another student has injured their eyes while playing a popular game of catch the pointy stick, the game is no longer to be played during school hours. That'll be all."
Pete slammed his locker and started his way to gym, when he bumped into Henrietta.
"Watch it! Oh it's you, are you ready to do this?" Henrietta asked.
" Yeah, we'll wing it like always." Pete said reassuringly. The nervousness of being in front of the large crowd bubbled lowly in his stomach, it was like a dull ache. Looking around as he and Henrietta entered the gym he could see the different groups sitting, the emos (yuck), the vamp kids who weren't really vamp kids anymore but more punk, the cheerleaders like Wendy and Bebe, near them were the popular boys Kyle, Stan, Kenny and Cartman, not far along was the rival group Craig, Tweek, Token and Clyde, and surrounding all the groups were swarms of younger students.
"Students today we'll have some of your fellow classmates speak about some important stuff on," Mr. Macky glanced down at his papers. "emos mkay so listen mkay."
Pete and Henrietta walked up to the microphone.
"Um hi," all the eyes looked down from the stands to the pair. "Today we would like to discuss the importance of how much emos suck." Pete began. "First of all they are total douchebag, cutting, pussys who suck ass." The crowd clapped and cheered as he continued, " Emos stole my friend once and made her a like them and it fucking sucked. Although we did get to summon a ghost and that was pretty hardcore, anyways it doesn't matter, the point is they suck." Pete turned and whispered to Henrietta "You want to say anything?"
"Yeah." Henrietta took the microphone. "The big problem about emos is all the conformist Britney wannabes don't know the difference between goths and emos, goths are..."
Meanwhile Micheal and Firkle spotted Jimmy at the edge of the stands beside his friends. They strolled over to Jimmy and his gang.
"Hey, we need to talk." Micheal told him.
"Su-su-su-su-sure fe-fe-fellas"Jimmy got up and followed the two goths to outside the gym. Once the doors to the gym swang shut and clicked close the goth turned around in the deserted hallway.
"Look, heres the deal, we dont want you and your conformist friends taking our style. Were not being confused with another poser conformist group ever again." Micheal said flipping out his knife. Jimmy's eyes widened and he stepped back.
"Leave us out of this conformist bullshit and no-one gets hurt" Firkle said to the cripple.
"Okay, f-f-for sure guys, I-i-i go-go-got to get back." Jimmy replied scared.
"Remember its your neck on the line." Micheal said and reached into his pocket to put away his knife and pull out out a cigarette.
"That better work, I'm not having another fucking repeat of the vamp kid posers." Micheal said to Firkle taking a drag on his cigarette.
"Yeah." Back to the assembly Pete was talking about how much better the world would be if everyone just died because life is so tremendously meaningless. "That's all." Pete said flipping everyone off. The crowd roared with delight as the two walked away to meet Micheal and Firkle behind the school. Pete sat down and pulled out his cigarette, lighting up he took a deep breath.
"Did it work?" Henrietta asked.
"Yeah." Micheal said.
"That whole assembly was so fucking conformist.."Pete commented. The group sat in silence smoking for a few minutes until the bell sounded.
"BIIIIIIINGG!"
Taking a final drag on his cigarette Pete stood up and said "I got to head to class." His friends nodded and waved as he walked back into the school.
Hi guys, next chapter is going to get interesting. Jimmy is not be as easily pushed over and the goth kids might meet a group from the past ;)