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Well, enough with the commercials, the long awaited 4th chapter is below! ENJOY
Mac squirmed in the large leather brown chair he was seated in, the exit to the office visible behind him. Bloo sat nonchalantly in his chair, almost comfortably, next to Mac, as the dean stared them both down from behind his office desk.
"I'm glad you understand," The dean said, obviously closing a previous conversation beforehand held. "I hope this won't happen again." He said, smiling down at Mac, but giving a side glance at Bloo. The dean knew Mac was a good kid, but he knew nothing about this new one. He hopes the new kid doesn't influence Mac in a bad way.
"Right." Mac agreed.
"Whaaatever." Bloo droned, picking his teeth. The dean pointed them out.
"This is great, even the punishments at school aren't that bad! I mean, they let us go with a warning!" Bloo bounced, keeping ahead of Mac.
"Easy for you to say, if we get in trouble again, it'll mostly be on me! I have to keep an eye on you, he says." Mac repeated from the earlier conversation.
"Say, whatever happened to Cheese? He got in trouble too, didn't he?" Bloo asked, looking around.
"Oh, man, that's right! But I have no idea. I hope Louise doesn't hold it over me to have kept an eye on him too!" Mac says looking around.
"Meh, he'll be alright. When he was imaginary, Louise let him out the house and he'd go up and down and sideways and still found his way home, and she never worried a lick about him." Bloo said, carefree. He stuffed his hands in his pocket and had a cool look on his face. A couple of girls nearby caught sight of him and swooned at the handsome teen.
Mac frowned at the additional attention Bloo was getting even though it was his first day. "Whatever, just try not to get into anymore trouble-"
"Oh yeah, during the first couple of classes I drew these up for us to do! We have a lot of tricks and catching up to do!" Bloo pulled out a scroll of blue paper that visibly said "BLOO PRINTS" in scrawled letter on one side.
"They're a whole bunch of hi-jinks and pranks we can pull all over the school! And the best thing is, since I'm a person in high school with you now, we have all day!" Bloo, pulled Mac down with him as he fell to the floor, unrolling the scroll to reveal it's contents.
Mac's eyes skimmed over numerous titles with mini drawings and descriptions underneath, all scrambled all over the paper. His eyes were attracted first to the title "STINK BOMB"
"Bloo! NO WAY! We're suppose to keep out of trouble, not plan for them!" Mac scolded.
"Mac, Mac, my boy, we're only in trouble if we get caught." A mischievous grin crawled over his face. And in Bloo's human form, the smile looked good, and even Mac could see why girls swooned for a face like that. Why didn't he have a face like that?
Mac pouted. "... We better not get caught-"
"YA-HOO!" Bloo cheered. He got his friend back. And now there was a lot of time they needed to make up for. They both laughed and Bloo got to work explaining the first plan.
Goo peaked over the hallway corner into the crowded hallway, but easily spotted the tall, dark, and handsome Wilt. She quickly retracted with a squeal and leaned against the wall. She sighed with a love sick smile. People who walked by gave her weird looks and crowds of friends who were standing there, whispered "Yea, she's been doing that for 5 minutes now!"
It gave her such a rush to see Wilt! She knew it was love! she's never felt this way before! She never knew Wilt looked so good, but then again, she never saw Wilt as anything but an Imaginary friend. And to her, those were a dime a dozen. But she'll make it up to Wilt! From here on out, she'll be Wilt's personal guide around the school, then they'll get to know each other better and he'll fall in love with her!
She held up a fist of determination, it mirroring on her face and she turned the corner this time, heading straight for Wilt. As she made her way down the hallway, she noticed Wilt was looking down at something, someone? The crowd was blocking the view of what held Wilt's attention. She had almost made her way over when the crowd finally dispersed revealing the Junior, Sasha. The Ghetto-fabulous hot girl, smart, modest, and polite. Goo scrambled back and ran back to the corner to listen to thier conversation.
Sasha giggled. "So, I'll be your personal guide til you get the ropes around here, huh?" She put her hand on her hip and gave him a sly smile. Goo looked up to see Wilt's reaction, which was a shudder and a blush.
"Y-yeah! thanks again..." He sighed. Goo couldn't believe it! She was stealing Wilt from her! Goo had to get Wilt away from that she-devil! She growled and moved away from the corner.
Coco looked around her at the guys, and laughed.
"Sorry, I don't like any of you guys." She said, pushing away the roses and chocolates the boys had in thier hand. She walked out the circle surronding her, but they just ended up following her.
"Why?! Why!" They asked. She turned around to them.
"You guys are just not my type." She winked, and skipped over to her sparkling cheerleading friends.
"Wow, Coco, you must be the most popular new student in Wilson High History! And being a freshman too!" They congradulated her.
"Aw, thanks girls." She blushed.
"How'd you get all those boys to like you? How do you do it?" They asked her.
"I just be myself." She smiled. "Highlights don't hurt either. Getting good grades too, guys like smart girls." Coco smiled and thought back to her clever tricks when she was a bird-plane-tree imaginary.
"Yea! That would explain it! Besides you, Your twin brother is also a popular new student. What was his name? Bloo! He's so cute!" The cheerleaders all squealed around Coco.
"Ew, c'mon guys that's my- brother!" Coco groaned. She knew she wasn't really related to Bloo, but she's known him for so long, it was a gross thought all the same.
"Yea, but he does have highlights like you, but Blue! And I heard he's smart! He can hot wire a car and make his own motocycle out of a bike and baking soda!" One girls gossiped.
"What?! where did you hear that?!" Another asked. The girl shrugged her shoulders.
"Well, I guess it's true tho... He's really mischevious, and he'll do anything for his tricks. He's really smart, he just uses it the wrong way!" Coco admitted.
"Oh, my GOSH! Bad boy! Everything about him is just so HAWT!" The head cheerleader said.
"What was that?!" They head behind them. The group all whizzed around to see the head football player.
"Babe!" the head cheerleader greeted nervously. "I didn't see you there... what did you hear?" She twidled her fingers nervously.
"Enough to hear a freshman is catching your attention. Maybe I should teach that dork a lesson!" He turned to walk away but the girlfriend caught his arm, indignant.
"You're talking about me eyeing other guys and look!" She pulled out roses he had hidden in the back of his jersey. "Roses for Coco, I bet." She growled.
"N-no! They're for you!" He tried.
"Nu-uh! You only get me white roses, cuz you know those are my favorite! These are RED!"
"It doens't matter!" He yelled and knocked the flowers out of her hand. "I'm about to prove my love to you by going to get rid of the competition!" He turned away again.
"Awww... Briiiccck~!" The head cheerleader droned, in love. Coco was baffled. 'Is that teen love? That was so weird.' The rest of the cheerelader turned towadrs Coco.
"You better go warn your brother!" One said to her.
"O-oh! Right! See you girls later!" Coco said, running off to find Bloo.
Mac was walking along Bloo in the hallway, who was still buzzing about all his plans. Then Mac stopped in his steps.
"Wait a second! I haven't seen Wilt and them! Oh my gosh, I bet they look so cool! Who else is in 9th grade?" Mac asked Bloo, who had stopped and turned back to look at him.
"Oh, well Coco is posing as my twin, so she's in ninth grade too." Bloo thought back.
"What? For real?! How close does she look like to you?" Mac asked.
"Oh, um, we both have brown hair, but if there's any other differences in our hair, its shielded by the dyed tips. We both have black eyes and uh, while we don't know our real ages, we're about the same height." Bloo explained. Mac nodded, in thought of how Coco could look like.
"Ok, ok. Is she cute?" Mac asked seriously.
"Oh, shut up Mac!" Bloo laughed.
"Ok, ok. So how about Wilt and Edwardo?" Mac asked.
"Uh, Wilt's been enrolled in Junior year and Ed's in Esol sophomore."
"Oh, wow! I can't believe this, this is so unreal, this-" He stopped talking in thought. "This... this is horrible! I can't even imagine how much trouble you guys'll get into here! I mean, you guys got into tons of trouble as imaginaries! And, Oh my gosh! Edwardo! Bloo, I've got to go and get inventory on the rest of you guys! Bye! Get to class!" Mac freaked, running off.
'If they get in trouble, they'll pin it on me! I'm responsible for them now that I'm older. especially if Mr. Harriman finds out.' Mac slowed down a bit. 'Is Mr. Harriman Human, too? Oh never mind that!' Mac continued running on his way.
Bloo looked down at his schedule and saw he had a free period, so he decided he'd go and register a locker.
Mac ran around a corner and conveniently found Wilt. In a situation. Great.
"Sorry. Sorry. Sorry." Wilt grimaced. The scene was a crowd gathering around 3 people : Wilt, a small nerdy looking boy, and a slightly bigger muscular kid. Wilt had the bid kid's forehead against his palm as the kid ran against him. Wilt had, on the other side of his body, the smaller kid, keeping him at a safe distance. The bigger kid was swing at air, trying to free himself and get himself to either Wilt or the nerdy kid. At every swing, Wilt apologized.
"Sorry! Please don't be angry that I'm embarrassing you like this, but, I'm sorry, bullying isn't right. I always try to stop bullying at Foster's." Wilt pleaded with the big kid.
"Shut up!" He growled against his palm.
"Wilt!" Mac called out.
"Mac!" Wilt's face broke out into such a wide smile, and he seemed he would have ran over to him, except he remembered he was in a situation.
"Mac! It's been so long! Well, at least I think it's been, we've all missed you-"
"Don't treat me like I'm weak! Pay attention to me when we're fighting!" The big kid growled, still swinging.
"Sorry!" Wilt grimaced again.
"Wilt you've got to get out of there!" Mac looked back down the hall from where he came, and his worries were right. Deans were dispatched at the rumors of a fight, and they were on their way.
"Ok, alright." Wilt looked down at the bully who had stopped swinging. "You need to be nicer to people, when you grow up, you might end up working for the people whose lives you've made horrible!" He spoke gently. The big guy blanched and looked up at Wilt.
"I've never thought of it that way..." He murmured.
"Ok! That's great! Now we'll all be nice to each other." Wilt smiled and Mac ran over to him, grabbed his hand and ran, dragging him away, around the corner. Wilt just kept smiling, oblivious to the inconvenience he had caused.
"Mac, we've got to catch up! Do you know a girl named Sasha?" Wilt asked, fast walking beside Mac.
"Who? No, I'm a freshmen, I just got to this school." He said. He looked around. "Now, the next person I'm worried about is Edwardo. I'm not even that worried about Coco." Mac said. "I just wanted to keep track of you guys."
"Right." Wilt looked up in thought. "So you don't think she's thinking about me?" Wilt asked. Mac sighed.
"Just... let me take a picture of your schedule. Meet me by the flag pole after school. It's right by the front." Mac said taking out his phone. Wilt took out his schedule and let Mac take a picture.
"Ok! Get to class!" Mac waved back at Wilt as he ran down the hall.
"O-ok! Bye!" Wilt called out and started walking towards his class. The minute bell started to ring.
Mac jogged around the Esol buildings, they seemed to be having lunch around now. He was skimming the courtyard, when he spotted a muscular Mexican who had Edwardo's normal outfit on, and purple dyed hair. Mac figured that has Ed, and he saw he was staring lovingly into another Hispanic girl's eyes. Mac smiled softly at the scene.
"I'm happy for you, Ed." Mac whispered to himself softly, and smiled. He jogged off to find the last person on his list. Hopefully Bloo went to class like a good boy.
Bloo walked around the halls, classes having started 5 minutes ago. He was still looking for his locker. Everytime he thought he was getting closer, the numbers backtracked. But this time, he thinks he finally found it.
"Aha! Found you!" Bloo said, but someone also said the same thing behind him. Bloo turned and it was Brick, the football captiain. Bloo just smirked.
"Hmph. I knew the kids would come chasing after me eventually."* He said, getting into a fighting stance.
Mac ran around a corner almost to bump into a girl with light brown hair.
"Oh, sorry." He fussed, and tried to walk around her.
"Mac!" She squeezed him in a hug.
"Uh! Coco! I finally found all of you!" Mac sighed after she let go. "Let me see your schedule."
"Wait, where's Bloo?" Coco asked, giving the schedule to him.
"Huh? Why?" Mac asked, taking note of her schedule.
"Some admirer of mine figured out his girlfriend has a crush on Bloo! so now he's going to go CRUSH Bloo!" Coco panicked.
"What?!" Mac exclaimed. "He has to stay out of trouble! I have to keep him out of trouble! Let's go!" They rocketed down the hall.
The jock threw punch after punch, but Bloo ducked and dodged out of each attack like a slippery eel. Avoiding and avoiding, the guy couldn't get one punch in, and soon was getting tired. Bloo took notice as a mischeivous grin slowly crawled onto his face. Brick threw another punch, and feeling tired, swoon in place, vunerable.
"Alright!" Bloo cheered to himself. He cranked his fist back, and-!
"BLOOREGARD Q. KAZOO! Stop right there!" Bloo heard the familiar name click in the recess of his mind, and a feeling of being scolded resided within him. He dropped his fist as Mac ran in front of him.
Mac trembled, he knew this guy! Brick, the football jock. Bullied him, hard, for 2 weeks because he eyed his girlfriend for 2 seconds! But now he was bothering his imaginary friend (not so imaginary anymore though), his best friend. He'd stand up to this bully.
"Brick! If you're so insecure in your girlfriend, when other people look at her, then maybe she's not best for you! break it off, and find someone better, but don't take it out on others!" Mac scolded with a wagging finger. His voice sounded steady and firm, but on the inside he was scared Brick would pummle him, and his knees were shaking.
Brick looked up at Mac.
"Its just so hard, y'know?" Brick whined with tears brimming his eyes. Mac was so shocked.
"I have to keep up this image of cool jock, captain of the football team, dating the captain of the cheerleading team, the hottest girl in school..." He whined.
"W-wah, ah... Well, why don't you guys agree to have an open relationship?" Mac offered. Brick stood up straight.
"Not a bad idea, squirt." Brick commented and ruffled Mac's hair into a mess, then thumped his head back, playfully. "Thanks, see ya later, nerd." Brick walked off.
"Phew." Mac exhaled.
"Wow, Mac, that was cool..." Bloo said, walking up next to him. "But totally embarrassing! Why'd you have to say my full name like that?" Bloo pouted, and folded his arms.
"Cause you were being bad, and bad people gets their full name said." Mac said, walking off. "Let's go! Trying to get me in trouble." Bloo shrugged and followed.
(A/N: * A reference to the episode Apocalypse Now, when the kids ran after Bloo when he got out the house, instead of the other imaginaries, revealing the appeal he has to other children. He also cleverly avoids them, ducking and wiggling out of the way.)
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