Hello, Everyone~ Long time no see. A month ago electronics once again decided to spit me and my computer caught some shit despite everything I buy it... Including the beautiful Hard Rock Guaitar Sticker.
So now, I write with my recently downloaded Ipod App. It's called Notegorical, and happens to be very good for writing not to mention free. But anyway, I'm now stuck typing out stories all over again on an IPOD, which anyone should understand is frikken pathetic. But at least it gives me something to do during History Disscusions. Ick. I'm all for talking about War Strategies, Weapons and Racism, but hell no to Women this or leader that.
But anyways, I would like to thank my reviewers. :D I'm a complete Praise-Whore. Haha, so please Enjoy! Your support is truly appreciated.
Warm
Glaring heavily at the words strewn across the page, the young female was helpless to form any thought. She was never good at Biology... Maybe it was because she just had something against staring at an open penis or perhaps past experiences.
But unfortunately if she wanted to get the top grade like the perfectionist she was...
She would have to suck it up and figure out where the prostate was and afterward get some research done on how genes made it so that a kid got whatever power they had.
Which just happened to be something of a touchy subject on her part.
Frowning again she one again attempted to label the sex organs. Ok... She was a girl. She should know where her ovaries are right?
...
Fuck it, she was an English and Integration person.
Turning around in her booth she sought out for the familiar waiter who happened to be taking an order from a very familiar set of male teachers. Beside the bald were a set of busty, blonde women. On the other booth was a sulky gym teacher. No doubt grieving over the fact that his boss just stole his twin dates, when he was the good looking one.
Ignoring them she shouted at the bulky teenager. "Oi Warren! Your a little girl right? Come over here and show me where the Uterus are... And everything else!"
Of course she saw the irritate glance in her direction from the Pyro- She always did... She just choose to ignore it- Like she always did.
A moment later after he clipped the order up by the kitchen window and called it out to the cook, he strode over to her. Crossing his arms he stared down at the much smaller Super. Another disapproving look was given to her by him, while she as per usually was ignorant to It.
"Why is it that you only ever bother me Summers? What about Bookworm or Young?"
Rolling her eyes at his question she waved it off. "Yeah yeah yeah, whatever... So where is it? And the prostate?" leaning back Erin looked up at Warren who had stretched over on arm gripping the booth to the left of her while the other pushed himself steady by holding the table.
Arching a brow at her he nodded to the small area on the right diagram labeled 'Male Reproduction System'.
"Well for one that small gland right below the bladder is the prostate. Two I'm not a little girl and three the Uterus are right there stupid." He indicated a center region on the other side the words 'Female Reproduction System'.
Reviving a sharp glare for the stupid comment, Warren stood back up and tossed the white towel he held over his shoulder. Looking over her table he saw an empty plate along with a matching black mug. "You want a refill on the Wonton Noodles and Hot Chocolate?" He asked knowing of her love of the said foods.
Still focused on the paper, her eyes directed mostly on Cervix. Blinking she gave a short glance and turned back to the assignment. "Nah... I only got enough money for what I already ordered."
With that she labeled something near the entrance of the Male System as Ovaries. Inwardly smirking at her lack of Biology knowledge he looked back over at her. "Don't worry about it, just make sure you tip good next time you get paid." he said shrugging.
Frowning curiously Erin turned around to see the Pyro walk away to confront a familiar looking male. Furrowing her brow it registered in her mind that it was Will Stronghold. Super strength... Gwen's little boy-toy. Shivering at the thought of the brunette she listened in briefly to hear the conversation.
Homecoming this. Pissed Layla off that. Make Stronghold jealous this. Wills so stupid and a damned jerk... Yada yada yada.
Rolling her eyes she snorted, than she noticed his hair was pulled up. Sniggered at this she figured that the cook though his hair was too long, and god forbid Warren's hair be cut.
And she still couldn't figure out what anything was. Heaving a sigh, she closed the book and tossed it to the side the papers stuck between the pages.
Resting her chin in the palm of her hand she wondered if maybe she should have roped Danny into going to the dance with her. Unfortunately he instead was going with some chick who could read minds. Kyle was going with some bird whisper...
And last time she checked the rest of the population was either disgusted or terrified...
Except Ethan...
Smirked she made plans to ambush him when he least expected it. "Hey Summers. Here's your Noodles and Hot Chocolate"
Blinking in surprise she watched as Warren set down the large steaming bowl of said noodles followed by an equally hot if not more so mug of bitter drink. "Dark Chocolate with Hazelnut, whip cream, Mocha syrup and vanilla sprinkles?"
Perking up gleefully at the hot chocolate she lunged for it only to have it pulled away. A pathetic whimper left her throat.
In front of her a smug Warren smirked at her. "'I'm a tiny Pikachu and inferior to the masculine Warren Peace' Come on... Say it Summers."
Give Warren a new ring tone that humiliated her... Or drink-. Fuck. What kind of question was that?
Staring at the Hot Chocolate longingly she obediently repeated the words while he recorded them on his Blackberry. "I'm a tiny Pikachu and inferior to the masculine Warren Peace".
Attempting to ignore the 'Thou-better-than-ye' look she was receiving from the flamer, she took a long swing of the chocolate liquid which spread through her already warm body, heating it up even more.
Snorting at her antics and the dog-like giddiness he cuffed her over the head before going to a table and taking another order.
Beside her footsteps stopped. Believing it only to be Warren back to torment her she ignored it and licked a wad of whipped cream off her lips "Hey, aren't you that girl that Ethan was talking to the other day?"... That wasn't Warren...
Hearing the confused inquiry she looked up to spot Will. Than back to her Hot Chocolate.
Bringing the rim away from her lips she answered. "Uh-huh. Kid was getting dunked. And my name is Erin Summers, no matter what anyone or Warren tells you."
Hearing the older student's name he blinked only to yelp out. The larger, pyromaniac teen had lit a spark making the hairs on the back of neck crumple up and burn.
Warren grinned down at the girl, teeth showing off in a devious way. "Call her Pikachu, it's actually pretty funny when she starts sparking and can't power down".
Head spinning at the smirk that was neither a scowl or sadistic in anyway he spluttered not really wanting to piss off either. The one who tried to roast him or the one that blew up half the cafeteria and electrocuted someone.
He'd risk it not call her Pikachu. At least he could hit Warren. It was enough his friends hated him, he didn't want to know what would happen if he hit a girl.
Snarling indignantly she threw a sprinkle at the Pyro. "Fuck you Warren!"
Said boy snorted and flicked the small piece of candy off his shoulder. "I'm sure you fuck yourself Pikachu without anyone helping you." He retorted easily, this time taking the vanilla sprinkle from mid-air and popping it in his mouth.
Will once again was stumped. From what he heard Warren was feared by all and he hated all. And yet here he was tormenting and teasing Erin like they were friends despite what he heard from several about their constant fighting and spats.
Finally coming to a point of utter confusion he left them already having paid for his food.
On his way out he ignored the fact that Warren growled at Erin. "You bitch! Give me back my tips Pikachu!"
Red flushed his face as the temperature rose quite a bit and wondered if he should have left that 10 dollar tip...
Behind him, Erin laughed as Warren shoved her down snatching the bill from her hand. Still in a fit of giggles the lightning manipulator didn't even react when she was once again smacked on the back of the head.
Of course it was short lived when the cook; after realizing that Warren was fooling around with Erin, shouted at him to get back to work. Still grinning at the Pyro's expense, Erin stuffed her chopsticks in her mouth. Chewing the noodles she swallowed hard.
Of course she was surprised when a jolt of heat jerked her body, pain spiking on all her nerves. After finally leaving her body she gave a simple whimper. Though if it was due to pain or the heat leaving her body she wasn't certain.
With an angry hiss she turned to see 2 middle aged men being brought there food by the guilty party.
Her anger rose when she caught sight of something.
He was smirking.
That fucking, cock-sucking twit was smirking at her. Livid, she snapped her fingers a satisfying crackle emerging from the skin and shooting away toward the unsuspecting Warren. At least that was what she thought till his hand slipped out behind him and opened up easily catching the blue electricity in his hand before absorbing it into his skin.
Feeling a strange sense of defeat she looked out the window in front of her with disdain. She really wished Will was still here. He may have had Super-Strength but his body unlike hers could only hold so much lightning-.
Vibrant colors swarmed her vision. Catching sight of the commonly seen shades of purple and yellow she grinned wolfishly as they walked away from the orange-clad boy outside the window who waved them off no doubt having gone to the movies with them down the street.
Seeing the Sidekick she had yet to learned he power of she swallowed the noodles on her spoon and trotted out of the booth heading towards the door where the boy pulled out a call phone and started dialing a number.
"Hey Ethan!"
The boy yelped in surprise and looked over to see the familiar trouble-maker making her way out of the Paper Lantern and over towards him. Her trademark Devious look adorning her features, mismatched blue eye glinting. It was than he noticed that behind her in the restaurant glancing over at them was Warren.
And for some odd reason he was reallynot happy.
Taking his eyes away from Pyro, his started to raise his hand in greeting though never got their vocally as he was interrupted by Erin. A cold chill up his spine. And he didn't know why. Erin was nice right? She saved him several times from getting his ass kicked by Lash and Speed, along with other bullies that had not been sworn to leave him alone.
Finally standing in front of him, the girl of roughly the same height crossed her arms and leaned back. "Your going to the dance with me, I'll pick up at 8 with my car and wear something nice. Cause I will come after you~"
He blinked, gawking in surprise at the older girl who walked back inside the Chinese Restaurant.
He had a date...
Smiling broadly he walked away hoping to brad to Zach. And hopefully to remember to leave out how he was actually ordered out and was going to be picked up... And the threat... or maybe he should just call his older brother to pick him up and take him home like he was about to do before he was interrupted?
Yeah... That would be better...
Haha, you know Warren would totally be one of those friends that act like complete asswholes but are actaully really nice. I'm still trying to describe their relationship. They have the Love-Hate Relationship were they both talk and act like friends who would help each other out but at the same time they are willing to slug each other in the face for a coffee any time even without the coffee.
Another note. I know where Ovaries are... I took Biology for 2 years at top of my class... Erin is just a Biology dumbass. And Intergation is just a course i made up for SkyHigh. Like how they already have unordinary classes like "Save the Citizen" or "Mad Science".
Anyways. Read&Review, Contructive Critisim greatly loved.