BEING 17 SUCKS SO MUCH! (Just saying.) I am sososososososo sorry this wasn't up quicker. I'm taking a college art course at night, and during the day I'm researching colleges so mom won't chop my head off. Um, the next chapter will be the dance, I promise. And it should be up…within a month? Again, I apologize for the long waits :( Though I hope the length will make up for some of it!
By the way, IM DOING A 100 THEMES CHALANGE WITH OCS YOU SHOULD GO CHECK IT OUT! (It will probably be updated quicker than this since there one-shots.)
(Because it was requested, I'm going to start telling you the POV's again. This is Dan's. Also this takes place on Thursday after school.)
By the way, anyone remember that dream Dan had in the first chapter? You should go back and look at that again. Just saying.
I face the black-haired boy across from me; a black blindfold blocks his eyes from seeing anything I do. Yet when I raze my left arm, he raises his right. When I take a step back, he takes one back too. When I silently stick my tongue out at him, he sticks his tongue out at me too. I make a face, he makes a face. I wave, he waves. I twitch, he twitches. Just like a mirror, he copies every move that I make the same time that I make it.
"Wow, that's so…interesting." I say to him as he takes off the blindfold.
"Echokenisis, I looked it up. The vibrations around you tell me what you're doing, so I just do it back." Ike replies.
"So, if I crashed two cymbals together next you…"
"Then I would be totally thrown off. And that would hurt like crazy!"
"Don't worry; I wouldn't do that to you." I smile at my new friend and he smiles back. We're upstairs in the attic of my new house, testing out his 'Echokenisis' powers and deciphering my dreams. I knew he was the black-haired boy from my dreams the moment I saw him, and I knew I needed to talk with him. The moment I did, we became friends. So here we are, up in my attic discussing the weird shit that's been happening all around America.
"Do you know anybody else that can do something like that?" I ask Ike, sitting down on a cardboard box.
"Not really. I don't think Kyle can do anything. I mean, I haven't seen him do anything out of the ordinary. He's been getting his way a lot, but that's about it. Um, I haven't seen Stan do anything either. Although, the girl that likes Kyle let out some pretty strong vibrations when she got angry once. The snow around her feet was totally melted and blown back.
"Hm, you mean like a burst of energy?" I inquire.
"I guess." Ike replied. "How about you?"
"Well, I don't know about anyone here, but my sister can move things with her mind. I saw her try to bring the remote to her once when she was too lazy to get up and get it. She looked like she was using the Force. It was kinda funny; it hit her in the head." I giggle when I think about that memory. Allie is downstairs right now working on some project with her friends. I don't know if it is right for me to be invading her privacy like this, but I feel like I can trust Ike.
"You mean like telepathy?"
"Yeah, but there's more to it than just that. She has this feeling sometimes before something bad happens; it actually saved my life two weeks ago."
"Huh, so she's got like this whole ESP/6th sense thing going on?"
"I guess you can put it that way. Hey, can we try the blindfold thing again? I want to try something."
"Uh, sure." Ike obliges and puts the blindfold back on. I step back so I'm a good meter away from him.
"Ready?" I ask.
"Yup." he responds. I do some basic arm motions and leg motions that he copies perfectly. Suddenly, I back up a few feet rather quickly. As I expected, he backs up quickly as well. What he doesn't notice is that there are stacks of boxes behind him. As soon as he moves back, he hits the stack, causing everything to fall over. On the bright side, I managed to prove my theory; Ike can only focus on one set of vibrations at a time. On the other hand, I'm in really deep trouble. Maybe I should have thought this through…
*CCRRAASSHH*
Ike takes off his blindfold in shock, quickly getting himself out of the disaster zone. We both stare at each other in fear and take a deep breath together:
"WE DIDN'T DO IT!"
Allie's POV now!
I know why I'm in honors Physics. Back in Florida, I took regular Physics and aced it, so my mom decided that I would like honors physics just as much. Science generally isn't my strongest subject but whatever; it's an honors course I actually enjoy. Anyway, because of honors Physics, Wendy, Finlay, Nick, Bebe, and Jim are all lounging around in my room eating ramen out of tuba wear (since we still haven't finished unpacking.) Katrina was supposed to be here as well, but she had to stay after school for extra math help. And Bebe's only here because she wanted going to hang with Wendy and I said it was okay if she came.
"Okay. So Finlay and I will research more information about Work and how to properly create an energy bar chart. Jim, Nick and Allie can start designing the poster board and lay out where everything should go. Sound good?" Wendy asks us, gently twirling some noodles around her fork.
"Whatever you say Wendy." Jim responds, casually sliding off my bed, brushing his shaggy auburn hair out of his eyes. He sits down next to the poster but doesn't pick up a pencil like me and Nick do.
"Are you gonna help us?" Nick asks him curiously.
"Yeah, I'll just tell you where to put stuff; I don't feel like drawing right now." Jim says with a twinge of sadness in his voice, letting his heterochromatic green and amber eyes glance downward. He pulls out a piece of Spearmint gum to chew. "Anybody want some?"
"Sure."
"Oh, I'd love some!"
I glance over at Jim while he gives some gum to Wendy and Bebe. I asked Juliet about him earlier. Apparently, he dropped out of art a month ago and stopped sitting or talking with Juliet, Cherry, Alyssa Ciel, and everyone else that was in an art class with him. Although she tries to hide it, Alyssa definitely feels something for Jim. I wonder if there was something going on between them…
"Wendyyyy, let me hook you up with a date!" Bebe whines to Wendy. Nick looks up from our rough sketch.
"You don't have a date?" He inquires.
"No she doesn't! Lame-o." Bebe complains. "Hey, you wanna go with her Nick?" Nick looks at her like she just sprouted a second head.
"Bebe, I-I'm gay. Remember?" He says with a twinge of proudness in his voice.
"Oh yeah, whoops." Bebe laughs.
"But you really don't have a date?" Finlay jumps in, practically falling off the bed in curiosity.
"No, and I DON'T want you to hook me up Bebe!" Wendy sais as she glares at Bebe.
"But, you're so popular! I would think everyone would have already asked you." Finlay sais shyly.
"Apparently that's what everyone else thought as well because I got no offers." Wendy tries to say like it's no big deal, but her shoulders visibly hunched over in sadness.
"Well, um…you could maybe, go with me? I mean, I don't have a date either, so logically it would make sense for us to go together, if you want…" Finlay trails off, a slight blush appearing on his face that stood out against his black curly hair. Wendy looks up and smiles at Finlay.
"That does make sense. Okay, I accept." She replies with a smile. "You can pick me up at 7 tomorrow night." Finlay nods and turns back to his laptop, trying to hide the dimpled smile on his face.
"YES!" Bebe shouts and throws her hands up in the air. "Wendy has a daaaate~, Wendy has a daaaate~" She begins to sing.
"Shut up Bebe, I'm trying to work." Wendy nudges her side to stop her from singing.
"Aw, you're no fun." Bebe pouts.
"I, I don't even know if I wanna go to the dance anymore." Nick sais cautiously.
"Why not?" I ask. Honestly, I don't really want to go either, but that's mainly because I don't really know anybody super well besides Jamie yet. But Nick has been here probably his whole life. Is it because he doesn't have a date? No, he told me today in science that he was going with Gary…
"Well, I found out last night that my s-sister is going…"
"Ew, that Jennifer girl? She's so…Emo. And rude. I don't like her, no offence Nick." Bebe explains.
"None taken Bebe, I don't like her much either…" Nick sighs. "She told me that she was going with Bain."
"Wait, the senior Bain?" Jim asks, his southern accent coming through. "That dude scares the shit outta me. What the hell is he doin goin to some dance?"
"Dunno, Jennifer said that they had a surprise planned, but wouldn't tell me anything else."
"God that's creepy." Bebe shutters. "But whatever, it's not like they can actually do any real harm to us anyway." She turns back to Wendy and whispers something in her ear. Wendy giggles and whispers back. I look over at Nick and see that he looks really worried.
"Whatever, I'm going anyway." Jim says as he pulls out another piece of gum.
"Um, guys, we kinda have a project to do." I remind everyone.
"Whoops, sorry!"
"On it."
"Right, so this should go…"
We worked in relative silence for the next hour, but things began to fall apart after that. Understandable, I mean, there's only so long a group of teenagers can work for. Besides, the project isn't due till two weeks from now, that plenty of time to work on it.
"Hey, that clock hasn't moved for an hour now." Jim points out to me, looking at the clock on my beside table.
"I know. Something must have happened to it during the move…" I respond. It was a shame, I liked that clock. I could program it to wake me up with the Nyan Cat song if I wanted.
"Oh! Wendy can fix it, right Wendy?" Bebe says to me.
"I could give it a try…" Wendy replies nervously.
"Don't be modest Wendy. Lately she's been able to fix anything. Last Saturday when I dropped my phone off the school roof, she was able to put it all back together and make it work again in the blink of an eye!" Bebe pulls out her pink, sparkly phone and proudly shows us. Sure enough, although the screen looks a bit cracked, the phone looks in perfect working order. "It's gotta be all that studying she does, right Wendy? She is one of the top students in our grade, after all. She's up there with Kyle and you, Finlay." Bebe says, pointing at Finlay.
"Bebe, stop it…" Wendy pleads. Bebe giggles and throws an arm over Wendy's shoulder.
"Okay, okay, whatever you say!" Bebe giggles again at the rhyme.
"So, got any candy?" Nick asks me.
"Sure, let me ch-"
*CCRRAASSHH*
"WE DIDN'T DO IT!" Scream two voices from upstairs at the same time.
"EP!" Bebe screams, startled by the noise."
"What in the world was that?" Jim asks, picking his head up from my bed that he was leaning it on and looking up.
"Oh fuck." I say, realizing just what that was. "My brother and his friend were playing up in the attic. I swear to god if he broke anything…" I let myself trail off in my head. I don't like to show other people my emotions if I can help it. I turn and face everyone. "Keep working or something, I'll be back soon." I quickly leave the room before anyone can say anything and run upstairs.
"DANIEL AARON OZILAND," I yell as I take the stairs two at a time. "YOU BETTER NOT HAVE BROKEN ANYTHING!" Oh god mom's gonna shoot us both if he did. I reach the door and open it to find two very nervous looking boys standing in front of me. Behind them, what used to be a mountain of boxes was now a giant mess on the floor. I walk over to inspect the damage and find myself relieved that the boxes they knocked down contained, not anything breakable, but all of our summer clothing from back home. I sigh in relief.
"I'm so sorry Ms. Allie; I didn't mean to break anything! Please don't tell my mom…" the black haired boy pleaded.
"Don't worry, you two didn't break anything. This will be our little secret if you two help me put all these boxes back on top of each other, okay? And it's just Allie, please."
"Thanks Allie!" Dan says happily, picking up a box and placing it on another. In about two minutes, all the boxes are back where they were.
"Now, you two are going to play downstairs from now on, got it?" I tell the two boys.
"Yes Ms. Allie, I mean, Allie." The black haired boy says.
"Yeahyeah, whatever you say sis. Come on Ike!" Danny rushes past me, followed by Ike. I sigh and head back downstairs, only to find myself wandering into the kitchen. Why am I here again? Oh, right, candy for Nick. I open the cabinet and rip open the bag of candy inside. I pull out a bowl and just dump the candy in.
*Ding Dong!*
Ugh, what now? "I'll get it!" I shout and walk to the door, still with a bowl of candy in my hands. As I reach for the door, everything about me becomes wrong. My stomach twists up in knots, my head begins to scream 'Don't open the door!', and my feet start automatically backing away. Every nerve in my body tells me to walk away and never open the door to whoever's behind it.
But my curiosity is telling me to open the door right now.
Guess which one wins?
I reach for the door again, balance the candy on my hip and pull it open. I'm met a boy around my age with bright green eyes that match the hat on his head. His face was pale, with a soft nose and a soft smirk upon it. He wore an orange jacket to keep himself warm. God I wish I had my camera; those eyes are something to remember…
"Hey." I'm shaken out of my thoughts by the words that came out of his mouth. Hm, he doesn't look bad stupid wrong sixth sence.
"Oh, uh, hi." I respond. He looks familiar… "Have we met?"
"Yeah, at the school bus stop. I'm Kyle, remember?" His smirk is now a full blown smile.
"Right, I remember now, I'm Allie." I respond, I'm so stupid sometimes. "Uh, want some candy?" I thrust the candy bowl in his face, for a lack of things to say.
"No thanks, I have to watch my diabetes." He says, still smiling a little bit goofy.
"Oh, that sucks…" Oh my god Allie shut up.
"…"
"…"
"Is Ike here?" He asks a little bit awkwardly.
"Oh! Right, you must me his brother! Uh, one second." I run back down the hallway and stop at my room.
"Hey Nick here's your candy." I hand him the bowl of candy.
"Sweet thanks!" He responds before practically shoving his face in it.
"Who's at the door?" Bebe asks me.
"Oh, um, Kyle, he's picking up his brother."
"Oh really? I should go say hi." Finlay says as he gets up.
"Of course! You could have asked Kyle to the dance Wendy!" Bebe face palms herself for not thinking of that before.
"No she couldn't have, it's against the bro code." Jim responds, pulling a lollypop out of the candy bowl.
"Oh, fuck the bro code, that boy has a sweet ass!" Aaaaaand that's my cue to get out of here. I run back down the hallway till I reach my brothers room. I open the door to find them playing spaceman.
"Ike, your brothers here to get you." I tell him.
"Aw man!" Dan exclaims.
"Come meet my brother!" Ike says to Dan, pulling him past me and to the front door. I follow them at a slower pace. When I reach the door I see Kyle and Finlay just finishing a conversation and Ike asking Kyle something.
"…Only if it's okay with Allie." I hear Kyle finish.
"Only if what's okay wi-"
"Allie Allie can I got play at Ike's house?" Dan asks me before I can finish my sentence.
"Hm, actually, that would be perfect." I respond. "Mom won't be home till late and I'm going to Craig's.
"YES!" Ike and Dan do a happy dance before running past Kyle towards the car. I smile at the exuberant attitude my brother is in.
"Hey Allie, w-we should have been at Craig's 10 minutes ago." I turn around to see Nick looking at his watch. I glance down at mine, shit, its 5:11.
"That's cool; Bebe and I have to go anyway." Wendy says as she passes by with Bebe. "Bye Allie, Nick, Kyle."
"Bye-bye cuties!" Bebe exclaims and gives us each a wink before leaving.
"I'm heading out too, only so much Physics I can take before my brain begins to melt." Jim says as he walks up to me. "Maybe we can all hang and 'work' together this weekend or something."
"Hey Jim." Kyle says to him, giving him a nod.
"Hey Kyle." He replies, nodding back. He turns to me and Nick. "See you two." He turns and walks out the door.
"We'd better get going Allie." Nick tells me.
"Okay, um, just wait for a second, both of you, I'll be right back." I turn and quickly walk back down the hallway. When I get to my room I throw on my hoddie and grab my camera. When I walk back to the front door, Kyle and Nick are talking. I get my camera in perfect position without alerting them.
"Smile!" I yell, and take the picture right as they turn towards me.
"Hey!" Nick exclaims. Kyle just laughs. I can't help but smile at both of them, they're just funny!
"Ready to go." I say and sling the camera strap over my shoulder.
*Honk Honk!*
"Kyle honey, hurry up!" I hear an incredibly Jewish/Jersey accent coming from the car outside.
"Gotta go, see you guys around!" Kyle looks at both of us and smiles before turning and running towards the car. "Coming mom!"
I flip off the lights in the house and walk out; Nick follows and closes the door behind me.
"So, uh, which way to Craig's?" I ask, looking down the hill my house is on.
"That way." Nick says, pointing in some vague direction. I look at him and raze my eyebrows. "I'll show you." He starts trudging through the snow and down the hill. I get my camera and take a picture of him walking before I run up to him. We walk in silence for a while until we hit the main town.
"So, how do you like South Park so far?" Nick asks me, his eyes still on the road ahead.
"Uh, it's not bad. Better than Florida, I have friends here." I reply, looking down at my feet.
"You didn't have friends in Florida?" Nick asks me, looking at me with concern.
"Not really, it was a big school and everyone had their own cliques and stuff. I mean, I knew Jamie Freshman year, but he moved after that so I was pretty much alone Sophomore year." Wow, it's really easy to open up to this guy.
"You have friends now though!" He gives me a huge smile and I can't help but laugh.
"Yeah, I guess your right."
We walk in silence for a few more blocks until I begin a conversation.
"Uh, if you don't mind me asking, why are you so scared of your sister?"
I look over at Nick who's become visibly tense. "M-my sister is, well, she's terrible. She's homophobic, so she hates my guts; she hates the world and everyone in it. Except maybe the Goth kids and Bain, who doesn't even like her. Actually, the o-only thing she does like is plants…"
"That's, um, really gotta suck." What do I say to that? "How old is she?"
"17 like us. S-she's my twin."
"Wow. That really does suck. But uh, what can she do at the dance that makes you not want to go? She can't actually be able to do anything THAT bad."
"Well, uh…" Nick looks around anxiously, opens his mouth to tell me something, and then closes it again and shakes his head. "No, y-you're right, I've got n-nothing to worry about…" He looks down at his feet and shuffles them a bit. "I-I guess I just wish she could be happier, ya know?" he says, still looking down. Hm, he obviously knows something he doesn't want to tell me. Well, I barley know the kid, it's not my place to ask, right? Although…
As soon as I open my mouth, He turns back to me and says "Hey, have you met Kyle before tonight?"
Kyle? "Uh, yeah. I met him at the school bus stop, why?"
"Ah, then you met Katrina. Listen, there are a few things you should know about South Park. I mean, I-I don't want you not knowing and then getting into trouble." Nick turns to me and smiles. I give him a half grin back. He's a sweet guy, though those muscles on his arm say otherwise, his personality is very caring.
"Shoot." I respond, giving him my full attention.
"Well, first off, try to stay away from Kyle."
"Huh? Why?" He seemed really nice…
"Katrina. S-she has the biggest crush on him since they were kids, and it's completely obvious to everyone but Kyle."
"So, if I go near Kyle she'll, um, be angry?"
"Don't underestimate Katrina angry. That hurricane wasn't names Katrina for nothing, it w-was named after her."
"Um, sounds rather, unpleasant…"
"Yeah, it is…" Nick looks up towards the sky in sadness. It's beginning to snow…
"Did you get on her bad side?" I ask, curious for an answer to his sad expression.
"Oh, no, I mean, not really, well, I mean…" He responds, struggling for the right words. "You see, she's not homophobic, not at all, it's just, uncomfortable for her, you know? So, she tends to avoid me…"
"Sounds like a mean girl."
"No! Not at all! She's just innocent, that's it. She's actually really shy and sweet and romantic. We used to be kinda friends before I came out. Well, I never really came out but you know what I mean, I think…" He rambles off under his breath.
"Um, I'll take your word on that." I say, getting back on the main subject. "What's the second thing I have to know?"
"Huh? Oh, right! The second thing…well, this one's easy." Nick turns to me grinning. "Don't mess with Kaylen, unless you want to end up in the hospital with your spleen outside your body."
"Um, Ouch?" I wince at the mental image. Well, I defiantly want my body intact so…
"But that's only is you piss her off. J-just don't mess with Christophe or her friends and you'll be fine."
"I'll keep that in mind. Next?"
"Right, stay away from Cartman and don't listen to him." Nick tells me with a serious look on his face.
"Cartman? Oh, the guy who called Kyle a Jew at the bus stop, yeah I remember him. I kinda ran into him by accident…" That was embarrassing.
"Yeah, that sounds like Cartman." Nick says with a smile, and then his face turns more serious. "Look, he a racist, homophobic, sexist pig who is intolerant of everybody but himself, and Nazi Germany."
"Uh, sounds like an asshole." I reply. People like that actually exist in the world?
"Yeah. I a-almost beat him up once, but his girlfriend stopped me."
"That has a girlfriend?" I say in surprise. Well, everyone DOES have a good side to them.
"Dorothy. I have no idea what she sees in him, but she obviously sees something…" Nick turns to me and laughs, spasing a bit towards the end. I chuckle a bit and look up at the gently falling snow.
"So, you hate Cartman?" I ask, sticking out my tongue to catch a few flakes. I haven't seen snow in years since we didn't get snow in Florida.
"Oh g-god no, I don't hate anybody." Nick exclaims. "I dislike him, but not hate. Hate is a strong word." He says to me seriously. I can't help but break out into laughter. 'Hate is a strong word?' I haven't heard that from anyone other than my mom and those crazy hippies at that concert I went to once. He smiles nervously back at me, probably trying to figure out if I'm laughing in a good way, or a bad way.
"Oh, Allie, we're here." He says, turning towards a house on our left.
"Good, it's starting to snow harder." I pass him and walk up to the door.
"Wait." Nick says, grabbing my arm and pulling me to face him. "I almost forgot to tell you. Don't mess with Tweek."
"Huh? Uh, okay, why not?" I ask. I wasn't planning on messing with him, but it's good to know why I shouldn't be anyway.
"Lately, Craig has become that boy's Mother, Father, older Brother, and Lover all in one. It's actually becoming a little bit creepy…" Nick trails off, looking around absentmindedly.
"Thanks Nick." I say, turning his eyes back to me.
"No pro-"
"SHIT BALLS COCK!"
"Huh?" I exclaim, turning to face the door where the voice came from. Out of the corner of my eye I see Nick twitch in surprise at the noise.
"That's Thomas, you'll get used to it. He has turrets, he can't control what he says, but Craig likes him. I do too; h-he's a nice guy." Nick explains, pulling out his watch. "Well, we're 30 minutes late; we should probably go in now…" He gestures to the front door.
"Oh, um, right…" I answer softly, turning to knock on the door.
"GAH!"
"Is the pizza here?"
"I'll get it!"
"No asshole, my house, I get the door."
"Oh god Craig, WHAT IF ITS ALEINS?"
I hear Nick chuckle at my side as the door opens. I'm faced with an emotionless, extremely bored expression. Oh, right, that's Craig.
"Um, hi…" Uh, sorry we're 30 minutes late?
"You're late." Craig says, flipping me and Nick off and opening the door for us to come in.
"Is the pizza he-Aw, it's just Nick." A brown haired boy says, slumping his shoulders and sitting back down on the couch. To his left is a dark skinned boy looking at Nick and me with a smile. To the other boy's right is Ciel, who just noticed us.
"Hi Allie!" Ciel says quietly. "Hey Nick."
"Hi." I respond, taking my jacket off and hanging it on the coat rack. I pull my camera out of my bag and turn it on.
"That's a Canon SX20 IS, right?" the dark skinned boy with dreadlocks says, getting up and coming over to look at my camera.
"Um, yeah, how did you know?" I ask.
"Because Token is a rich basterd and probably owns every camera ever made." A really tall, athletic, tan girl says from the kitchen. She comes out with a glass of Pepsi in her hand. "Hi, I'm Kaylen." She holds out her hand for me. What is it with these people and shaking hands? I shake her hand back to be polite. "And that's Token." Kaylen says, pointing towards the boy looking at my camera. "Hi." He replies, before going back to my camera. "I'm Allie." I say to Kaylen, for lack of anything else to say. "I know." she replies, chuckling. She points to the brown haired boy next to Ciel. "The chubby kid with the taco is Clyde,"
"I'm not chubby!" He complains.
"The girl that was sitting underneath Token is Red,"
"Hi!" Red exclaims.
"The girl next to her is Robyn."
"Hello." Robyn says with a smile.
"Next to her is Sandy."
"Heya." She smirks.
"Over in the corner are Alice and her Goth."
"Hi…" Alice says shyly. The Goth says nothing.
"Tweek and Thomas are in the kitchen, Craig was the one who opened the door, and Christophe is outside. He's the Frenchie." Kaylen finished with a smirk.
Nick walks over to Craig. "Gregory couldn't come." He says sadly. "He had some family things to do."
"Good, less people in my house." Craig answers.
"We already picked the movie and ordered Pizza." Clyde says from the couch.
"Speaking of which, we can start the movie now." Robyn says, taking the DVD out if it's case and inserting it into the DVD player.
"What movie?" Nick asks. But before he can get an answer, Token breaks out into laughter.
"Ahaha, nice picture of you Nick!" he exclaims, laughing at the picture I took of Nick and Kyle earlier.
"What? Let me see that!" Nick says, turning the camera towards him. He begins to laugh too.
"Oh, I wanna see!"
"Let me see!"
Soon almost everyone is laughing at the picture. It is pretty funny; Kyle's got this confused look on his face while Nick has half a lollypop sticking out of his mouth.
"Oh god what's going on, DID THE ALEIN'S COME?" Tweeks shouts, running out of the kitchen.
"ASSLICKER! I don't think so Tweek…" Thomas says from behind him with four bags of popcorn in his hands.
"They're just looking at some picture."Craig says, putting his arm around Tweek. "Come on," he motions towards the couch, "We can sit there now." He pulls Thomas and Tweek towards the couch and sits down.
"Hey! I was sitting there!" Clyde pouts.
"Sucks." Craig responds, flipping Clyde off. Someone is finger happy.
"You take some nice pictures." Token says to me, handing me back the camera while everyone else is scrambling for popcorn and a spot to sit.
"Thanks." I respond. I face my camera towards the chaos next to me and take a picture. I put my camera with my jacket and get a chair in the kitchen. I pull it over to the couch next to Tweek and watch the movie.
Five minutes into the movie the pizza guy comes. After the 15 minutes it takes for everyone to get a slice, we have to rewind the movie because we missed 15 minutes of it.
About 30 minutes into the movie, my phone rings.
*Dododo, Dododo, Do, Dodododododo…*
"Take it outside." Craig instructs me, pointing towards the back door.
"Is that from Zelda?" Clyde asks.
"Um, yeah." I answer, Getting up and walking to the back door.
"Hello?" I answer the phone.
"Hey Allie!" Jamie's voice comes from the phone.
"Oh, hi Jamie! What's up?" I ask, exited to hear Jamie. I don't really know anyone inside well, it's a bit awkward…
"Got a date to the dance yet?"
"Um, no, I don't. Do you?"
"Well, I will if you go with me."
"Didn't you want to ask someone else?" I could have sworn he liked that blonde boy…
"Yeah, he's already taken…" Oh yeah, Juliet said something about that at lunch.
"So, you want me to go with you?"
"As friends, just so neither of us shows up dateless." I could hear his smile through the phone, so I smile too.
"Yeah, sure, why not." I respond.
"Great! Do you have a dress yet? I gotta match my tie…"
"Wait, dress, tie?" Oh shit. This dance isn't formal, is it?
"Nobody told you the dance was formal, did they?" Jamie chuckles.
"No! Oh god, I haven't worn a dress in years…"
"The shopping center is by Stark's pond. Ask a chick to take you."
"I guess so…thanks Jamie. I gotta go, I'm missing a movie.
"No problem. I'll pick you up at your house at 7. Bye!" He hangs up. I face palm myself for being an idiot. Crap, I gotta put together a whole outfit in a few hours…
"Hello, I don't believe ve 'ave met."
"AH!" Holy crap! I turn around and see a French boy around my height smoking a cigarette. "You, um, scared me."
"I can see zat. I am Christophe. You are…?" He says, putting his hands in his pockets.
"Um, Allie." at least he doesn't want to shake my hand. "What are you doing outside? It's been snowing for a while now."
"I like zee snow, et reminds me of France. Bezides, Craig won't let me smoke en the 'ouse." He takes a drag of his cigarette and blows out.
"Um, okay, the movie is on, if you want to come inside or something."
"Maybe later."
"Okay. Uh, Bye…" I walk away and go back in the house. I don't know about him, but being outside without a jacket is COLD. I sit back down in my seat to watch the movie, but my mind isn't on the movie. I lie back and close my eyes. Today was a long day, No one will notice if I just sleep for the next hour and a half. Besides, I've already seen this movie… I can hear faint laughter and taking as I drift away onto sleepy time land.
Cookies and cake for whoever can guess Allie's ringtone :3
Okay. If any of you want to specify your character's outfits for the dance, now's the time. Do me a favor and PM them to me please. That way if you mess up you can just spam me as many times as you want. XMistressChaosX, if you want Jamie's tie a certain color just tell me and I'll make Allie's dress that color.
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