Ok so we got a the reviews (thank you, by the way) so as promised here is Chapter 3!
Chapter 3
Ivy pretended to read, when in fact she was observing the small determined girl in the corner. Her name had caught the plant princess's attention; Ever Fern. The girl had dark auburn hair the color of charred cinnamon, just up to her shoulders. Her startling green eyes were the distinct color of grass. She had an intent look of passion on her face as she took her notes on the section. It was about plants, Ever's favorite part of Life Science. It was in her DNA with her parents' careers both focusing on Herbarium.
She was wearing a save the rainforest pin on her green V-neck that was under a black jacket. She had on green shin-high socks and black ballets under a pleated jean skirt. Around her neck was a flower charmed Pandora necklace. After a while, the girl stopped and set her pencil down. Her eyes drifted out the window beside her. Ivy's eyes followed hers and she looked upon a beautiful profuse garden. It had been well kept and she could tell by the triumphant look in Ever's eyes she was its keeper.
A small smile touched Poison Ivy's lips. This girl was it, hers. Then a chewed ball of paper hit the side of the girl's face. Ever cringed and slowly turned her head in the direction of the saliva ball. It had been launched by a well built male with a striped hat over straight dark blond hair. He had piercings in his pointed ears and a grin that Ivy found annoyingly familiar.
He snickered as Ever got to her feet and faced him. "You think you're funny, huh, Jack?" she asked in a voice full of mock sweetness. The boy, apparently Jack's, smile grew smugger as he nodded. "Well, I bet your didn't know that 35% of that disgusting wad of filth you just spat is made of tree wood. The fucking lumber-jacks in the shitty paper business go around and cut down nature's wonders so you can freaking chew it and make it into an insult?" she grabbed the boy by the shirt and continued to rampage on about how the government is hurting the environment and Ivy's smile turned into a humored laugh.
This girl was diffidently the right one. She watched the girl yell at the man until a teacher from the hall burst into the room. "Miss Fern!" she boomed and Ever's face went pale. "Detention after school," Ever groaned and let the boy go as the bell rung. She promised her parents she wouldn't be sent there again, but damn the stupid kids in this school with their litter and hurting plants she couldn't help it. Ivy watched ever leave with pleased eyes. For once the Joker had been right, though she'd never admit it aloud.
Jarvis Tech was ready to teach a creative writing class. He supposed the mad man had though he would like an apprentice who sees the world in a different eye. After all, if you could come up with ideas and twist reality into horrible fiction, weren't you already halfway insane? He looked over the last teacher's notes. The children in this class had written short little poetic type stories about how they felt and how other people thought about them. He figured he couldn't pick a better day if he was to learn about his new 'students' minds. The class was soon all there. It was filled with a simple, pathetic ten students. He doubted he would find anyone.
Emmy Wonder walked into her favorite class, creative writing, only to find that her favorite teacher, Mrs. B. wasn't there. In her place there was a short, blond man with large teeth. "Where's Mrs. B?" She asked. Her sky blue eyes blinked at the stranger, who just stared at her.
"She couldn't make it today." He answered. He had an English accent. She twirled her short, super curly blonde hair with one finger.
"Alright then. Who are you?" She asked thoughtfully. Her voice was out there, like she was always dreaming.
"Mr. Carroll." He replied.
"Pleased to meet you."She pretended to curtsy with an invisible skirt that had appeared over her jeans in her head.
He smiled. Jarvis liked this girl, liked her a lot. She smiled sweetly at him before taking a seat. "Ok class, we are going to take turns reading your poems, who's first?" He asked with a hope that the class would lead. A few students lazily raised their hands. He let them go, one by one, until he was bored out of his mind. Was there no one with a strong enough imagination to work with the Mad Hatter? Finally the girl who had caught his attention at the beginning of class stood up to go.
"You're up Mss…" He paused.
"Emily, but most people call me Emmy."
"Alright then Emily, go ahead." He almost prayed that she would have something interesting for him.
"They tell me I'm crazy.
I'm not crazy.
Are you?
No! I'm not!
It's possible…
Stop! I'm not crazy.
They are the crazy ones.
It's all the stock brokers and politicians and doctors that are the real crazy ones.
Says you.
Shut. Up.
As I was saying, they think they can decide what's 'normal'.
Then they take control of anyone who is outside that definition.
It's anarchy, absolute mutiny.
It's insanity.
But then again, what are we all but madmen and woman?
We're all mad here!
We're all mad here!
Straitjackets are a man's best friend.
We're all mad here!
Padded cells are more fun than cotton candy clouds.
We're all mad here!
So I guess that makes me crazy too.
Absolutely crazy!
We're all mad here!
We're all mad here."
Jarvis almost felt his jaw hit the floor. She quoted the Cheshire Cat at least five times. He quickly collected himself. The other students in the room where shifting nervously in their chairs. They had all caught the hint of insanity in her voice. The way her voice changed was obvious when she was indicating another player in the poem. She smiled.
"Well done." She seemed to light up with his praise.
"Freak." Somebody from the back of the class murmured, causing Emmy to frown.
"That's all a matter of perspective." She stated before gliding her small form back to a chair. The bell rang and they all got up and left.
Emmy walked up to the boy who made fun of her in class. "What's the matter, Trenton? Afraid to walk among the insane?"
"Go away, you crazy bitch." He told her.
"Make no mistake. I will boil you in hot oil, skin you and feed your deformed carcass to a zoo of animals and watch them fight over your body."
"Mss. Wonder!" She heard the shrill voice of an assistant principal and winced. "What has gotten into you?"
"Insanity?" She mumbled under her breath.
"What was that?"
"Nothing, ma'am."
"I will see you in detention after school today, got that?"
"Yes ma'am." She answered weakly. She never had detention before. Ever.
Jarvis watched the scene with glee. He had found her. Oh how much fun they would have.
Jarvis walked through the halls until he came to the school councilor's office. He couldn't wait to tell his friend Jonathan about his choice. He knocked to make it look more professional to any bystanders. "Come in." He heard the doctor's voice sound.
"Hello, Jonathan." He said when he was sure they were alone.
"Jarvis." Jonathan answered curtly.
"Any luck?" He asked.
"Yes actually. I found a girl who has an obsession with fear. I talked to Edward as well. He found a little genius. And you?"
"I found an insane little girl. She quoted the Cheshire Cat six times, Jonathan, six times!" He exclaimed. "She has detention later."
"Good, good. Edward's girl will be in detention as well. I also heard a rumor that a plant enthusiast will be there too. The goal is to get them all in detention so we can make out move there." Jonathan explained.
"This shall be most exciting!"
So i know some of you were looking forward to seeing Jarvis's new apprentice. I hope we didn't disappoint you. And as for the question wether or not there will be a boy... well you will find out in the next chapter now wont you? and as for the Ivy's being a boy... i agree that that would be twisted, but to twisted to be realistic, unless maybe he was gay cuz otherwise he would stare at her all the time. Naw, it's just to freaky.
So now you've met the eco-friendly chick and everyone's favorite crazy! Isn't she sweet? :)
OH and thank you Night Monkey for pointing that out. I did laugh extremely hard at the thought of calling the joker a type of blush though... X)
PS You are all making me consider getting a shirt that reads 'I 3 My Fans' me and quegal can get them in red and black!