Congratulations, people! I just got up off my lazy butt to write another chapter of this story. Whooooo. Thanks to Writersword and .xx for reviewing. And sorry for the immensely long wait....like five months...or something...
Chapter Two (Chapitre Deux)
"Woah-oh, woah-oh, and who wants to be alone?"
Seven o'clock on a saturday morning was a quiet time to be awake at Spencer, Riot noticed. Apparently every one had been out partying the night before, and very few felt like getting up this early the next morning. Riot herself was loathe to be up at this point in time, but felt the need to take a shower and move some more things from the appartment before going to see her parents. She sang quietly to herself as she walked, exploring some of the hallways, and trying to ignore how the empty corridors unnerved her.
"Alone, alone, woah-oh."
Finally, she spotted the doors to the girls showers. She pushed the door open, and slid inside. There had already been some people here, she could tell. Possibly just getting back from the night before. Somewhere near the back, there was a shower running.
Riot wandered over to a bank of lockers to the side, and found the one that had been assigned to her, lock already in place. She spun the combination easily, and, quickly stripping off her shorts, shoved her clothes into the locker and wrapped a towel firmly around herself. She made her way to one of the showers as far away as possible from the other running one, shampoo in hand, vaguely noting a few minutes later that the other shower turned off. She finished up, and made her way back to her locker, towel once more wrapped firmly around her.
"Hi."
Riot jumped, and whipped around to face the girl standing behind her. The new girl extended her hand.
"I'm Kira Snyder."
Riot blinked, and took the other girl's hand. "Riot AuNuit."
Kira raised her eyebrows. "Ah. Word is already going around about you and your friends. You were at Nicki's last night, correct?"
Raising her own eyebrows at the girls tone, Riot nodded. "We made a cameo appearance. Didn't stay long."
Kira laughed. "I suppose not, you're so outlandish. Hasn't anyone told you that goth went out of style years ago?"
Riot straightened. "I suppose not." She replied stiffly. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some things to do." She turned back to her locker as the door to the hall opened and two other girls entered.
Kira cocked her head. "You know, If you got rid of that jewelry and learned how to properly apply make-up, you would be a good match for one of my boyfriends' friends. Brody, maybe." She mused.
"Ah, Kira, already trying to extend your influence?"
Both Riot and Kira turned at the new voice. Behind them stood two girls, both clad in tshirts, flipflops and shorts. The one who had spoken had mocha colored skin and long dark hair. The other was pale with blond hair.
Kira sniffed. "Kate. Sarah." She turned and swept out the door.
The blond girl extended her hand. "I'm Sarah Wenham. Welcome to Spencer."
Riot grinned and shook her hand. "Riot AuNuit, nice to meet you."
"I'm Kate." The dark haired girl piped up. "Sorry if that was out of line. It didn't look like you were enjoying your conversation with Kira."
Riot smiled at her. "Nah, it's fine. She's a right bitch, ain't she?"
Both girls nodded. "Her and her boyfriend Aaron. They treat other people like dirt."
Sarah tilted her head. "That's an interesting tattoo." She nodded at the purple and green handprint at the base of Riot's neck.
"It's got personal meaning." Riot replied. "Anyway, I have to get back. See you around?"
Both girls smiled at her, Sarah nodding. "Sure. We're heading into town today, and we'll be at Nicki's tonight." They wandered off to their lockers. Riot dressed quickly into her tshirt and shorts, and shoved her feet into a pair of sandals. Glancing at the clock above the door, she cursed. It was already close to eight.
She ran down the halls, blowing by the few people in the halls. Ahead of her, two boys turned into the hallway. Riot, unable to stop, crashed into the back of one of them. Her wet hair whipped around to hit him in the back, leaving a smear.
"Sorry." Riot gasped, pushing herself away from him, and continuing on.
"That was weird." The boy she had crashed into commented.
The boy standing next to him smirked. "I doubt a little girl like that would be able to hurt the great Pogue Parry."
Pogue gave him the finger. "Shut it, Caleb. I hope she runs into you next time."
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Back in her room, Riot pulled out a series of clothes from a box, pulling them on quickly. A tight fitting v-neck deep purple shirt over a black tank top, and a pair of black jeans. She tugged on a purple pair of converse, grabbed her keys and a sweater and was back out the door in less than five minutes. Running back down the hallway, she passed the same two boys standing outside a door, the dark haired one pounding on it.
"Come on, Reid, hurry the hell up. Tyler! Move it, will you?"
The blond one, the spot on his shirt still damp, watched her run toward them. She slowed as she passed them.
"Hey man, sorry about earlier."
Just then, the door opened and Reid tumbled out, hair disheveled, Tyler behind him, looking as though he'd been up for hours. Both looked at her. Riot, suddenly conscious that she had little to no makeup on, waved quickly and started down the hall again.
"Hey!" Reid called after her. "Riot, right? Wait up!"
"You know her?" Riot heard one of the others ask.
She turned. "Sorry, Garwin!" She called, walking backwards. "I'm in a bit of a hurry. Maybe later!"
She spun and disappeared down the stairs, walking quickly to her car.
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"That was weird." Said Caleb, looking after the girl as she passed beyond their view.
Pogue groaned. "Dude, shut up."
"Yeah." Reid echoed. He shrugged as both looked at him. "What?"
Caleb shook his head. "Where are we headed?"
"Food!" Reid moaned. Beside him, Tyler shrugged his shoulders.
"In town, somewhere. This week was too long."
They set off down the hall, Caleb and Pogue in the lead, Reid shuffling along behind them, Tyler occassionally pushing him to keep him moving. The younger blond moaned as they reached the stairwell.
"Oh, not stairs."
"Suck it up, Reid." Caleb looked over his shoulder at him. "You agreed to get up this early."
The younger made a face at him as he started down. Tyler just nudged his shoulder with his own and started up a conversation with Pogue.
Upon reaching the parking lot, they piled into Tyler's Hummer, Reid not even making the effort to steal the younger boy's keys. He was passed out in the back before Tyler had maneuvered the large vehicle out of the parking space. Tyler turned the radio on, keeping it low. Caleb, sitting next to him, stared out the window for the short drive to their favorite diner, while in the back Pogue was leaning into the seat with his eyes closed.
They were all awake and (in the cases of Tyler, Caleb and Pogue) lively when they finished eating and left the diner.
"Hey, look." Pogue guestured with his chin. The other three turned to see Riot, make up applied, leaving the music equipment store across the road. She carried a large box under one arm and a bag in her other hand.
Reid cupped a hand around his mouth. "Hey! AuNuit!"
The girl looked up at him as he jogged across the street toward her, but didn't slow until she reached her car.
"What's up, Garwin?" She asked, popping the trunk and shoving the box inside. She scanned the other boys over his shoulder, as they crossed the street at a slower pace.
"Nothing. Just wondering what you were doing out here." Reid smiled, eyes running down her body and back up.
"Dude, if you ever elevator me again, I will kill you." The other covenant members heard her threaten as they reached her car.
"That sounds awkard. But I'm willing to try anything once." Reid replied. Tyler snorted. Pogue and Caleb merely stared at the back of Reid's head.
"Hi. Riot AuNuit." She tilted her head. "You must be Pogue Parry and Caleb Danvers."
Caleb smiled, averting his eyes from Reid, and nodded at her. "You've heard of us?"
"Many times. I briefly knew you a very long time ago."
Pogue raised an eyebrow. "I don't remember you."
"Not many do. As I said, it was a very long time ago. And speaking of time, I have to get this shit back to Spencer." She guestured at the back seat of her car. Tyler leaned closer to the window.
"That's a lot of guitars."
Riot grinned. "Merely a quarter of my collection. But I need to set them up in my dorm before lunch. So, if you'll excuse me." She slammed the trunk shut and slid past them to the drivers door.
As they watched her drive away, Tyler's phone rang. He flipped it open as the four crossed back across the street.
"Yeah? Fine. I'll be there at twelve. Yeah, love you too." He rolled his eyes as he flipped the phone shut.
"Who was that?" Reid asked, slipping into the drivers seat of the Hummer, Tyler's keys already in hand.
"My parents. They want me to bring you guys around for lunch."
The others groaned in unison.
"And here I thought we were going to have a gathering free weekend." Pogue moaned.
Caleb snorted.
"Guess not."