So…looks like I got my five reviews! Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed and who showed me that this story is worth reviewing. So now on with the plot; you met our two newest people and now they'll meet everyone else, with a few interruptions, some being wanted and others…not.
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"…" Speech
'…' Thoughts
(…) Extra information
Songs are in bold
Emphasised words are in italic
If this – is put after words it means an interruption
Chapter 3VvV Hate or Love at First Sight VvV
"Come on Lorna! John's waiting, and Betsy and Rogue are getting fed up," sitting down on the stairs Wanda rolled her eyes impatiently, but looked up as a head appeared over the balcony above the Scarlet-clad Goth.
Shyness held Lorna back and she scowled, "I'm not going: I don't want to meet them."
"Come on luv, stop being such a loser. Betsy's met John and they're already friends: you'll love him."
"Ya have ta meet them sometahme!"
John's heads appeared with the other Goths and he sulked when Lorna's head disappeared, "hey, come on mate, oy'm not that bad!" But Lorna didn't reappear, instead her voice echoed down the stairs.
"Go away!"
"Fine then luv, guess you won't mind me taking Polar with us: she needs a walk anyways." Betsy raised an eyebrow and laughed triumphantly as Lorna ran to the staircase and jumped down, two at a time. "Glad you could join us, but the dogs can't come coz I can't be bothered to take them," Betsy laughed, but clung to Lorna's arm as she made to disappear again and instead she swung her around to face John, allowing Wanda to make the introductions.
"This, Lorna, is my best friend John," Wanda smiled praisingly up at John and he puffed his chest proudly, but a cough resounded behind her so she tried again, "this is one of my two best friends. Happy Rogue?" Wanda rolled her eyes at the Goth although she laughed, but then Wanda's smile disappeared and was replaced by a warning scowl. "So you better start acting more friendly to him, coz if someone doesn't like my friends, especially John," Wanda smirked as Rogue cleared her throat again, "and Rogue, then they're just getting on the wrong side of me, but if its those two then they have to die." Betsy laughed amusedly at this announcement and Rogue smirked, "and John, this is my half-sister: Lorna. Lorna; John, John; Lorna."
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Mud. Mud, mud, mud. The group trudged happily over the field, loving the squelching sound underneath their shoes, imitating it when they felt like and then laughing about how sad they were.
"Did you hear that one!" John laughed maniacally and went back to the spot, standing in a large puddle that made a wet, squelch before it splashed everywhere when John jumped in it.
"JOHN!"
"OW!" having someone grab your ear and pinch it when your least expecting it can be quite painful, and with Wanda's razor-sharp nails added to the equation it can result in whimpering, crying and a red ear. So that's what John did: whimpered and cried until his head was patted sympathetically, in which case he simply played it for all it was worth, earning a giggle from Betsy and continuing pats from Wanda.
"You're such an idiot John."
"Then whah ahre ya so obsessed with tha gah!"
"I am not!"
"Get real luv, even I can see it."
"Not I'm not!"
"Ahre ta!"
"Shut it Rogue."
"Bring it bitch."
John ran a hand through his hair in an embarrassed manner and smiled sheepishly at Lorna who laughed, turning to watch Rogue and Wanda shoving each other about as they walked on. Betsy laughed too after watching the sisters for a while and then jogged to catch up with the other two, smirking at John who watched…well, we won't go there…before she provided her opinion. "One of them will fall over soon, and then they'll bring the other down with them. Most likely into the-"
A screech and squelch interrupted Betsy, who laughed as John finished her remark, "mud?"
"Looks like it luv."
They all stopped and witnessed Rogue being dragged down next to Wanda as the muddy, scarlet Goth pulled on her sister's sleeve in an attempt to get back up. John laughed and walked back to help them, pulling Wanda up from the mud and helping her wipe as much as he could off of her. Although, the big mistake was not helping Rogue up, so she found her own way up and got her own back: pushing Wanda viciously with a smirk, laughing triumphantly as she fell onto John who landed in the mud, with Wanda on top of him.
Rogue ran on towards Betsy and Lorna who laughed with her, but then they all silenced as they watched Wanda and John just staring at each other, that was, until the 'best friends' noticed the silence and Wanda quickly got up, laughing nervously. You could imagine the awkwardness of the situation…all five of them just looking at each other and the ground, trying desperately hard not to look at each other, but they were soon interrupted.
"What the fuck are you freaks doing!" leading his group towards the five Goths, Pietro watched as they regrouped to face their common enemy, something Betsy and Lorna could tell by instinct and the fact that Pietro just seemed that type of guy.
"Just having a bit of fun in the mud, they'll probably start mud-wrestling knowing their type," Lexa laughed from her place next to Pietro at the lead of the group, trying to hide the guilt in her eyes. "You never know what those kind of freaks get up to."
"Yeh, well you would, you're practically one of them."
"Shut it Crystal," Wanda took a step forward, a scowl gracing her previously confused features. "The Barbie Dolls are the biggest freaks in this school: just look at you," she eyed the 'Doll' up and down and snarled. Belladonna huffed from her place next to Remy, and clung to his arm as she caught her boyfriend smirking at Rogue.
"I t'ink y'll find dat we'd be de least freakish in dis school: jus' look at who's de popular people et who's de losers in dis school et y' can find y' freaks. Dat would be toi."
"Rich coming from you; where'd you get your clothes? A trash can?" Betsy smirked at her cousins remark and waited for a reply from the stranger, perking an eyebrow as Belle's eyes found her own, unique, purple ones. But she turned as a voice spoke up from further back in the group, and another person she had never seen before walked to the front. Blonde hair, blue eyes – one of the people she despised the most: he resembled her brother; he resembled the same type of jock he had been; he resembled the same type of football loving, slutty girlfriend type her brother had been.
"I think you'll find that Belladonna's clothes actually have recognisable designed labels, I mean what are you wearing? Ultra-freak?"
Laughs met Warren's statement but the laughter was cut short, "what would you know Aryan?"
He faced her: those bright, piercing, sky blue eyes boring into her own and smirked. "I'd know more than you, violet."
"Really, I didn't know that Ken's have brains. I thought they were just as plastic as those Barbie Dolls," nodding in the preps' direction, Betsy raised her eyebrows and smirked.
"They ahre, can't ya tell."
Rogue laughed, ignoring Remy as he smirked at her, although Belle soon put a stop to that. "What would y' know, y' just a loser without any real parents ou famille (or family)."
"YA BITCH!" making a lunge for the prep, Rogue's face was a picture of fury and it caused Belle to let out a squeal and hide behind Remy, with Crystal following example behind Pietro, even though he didn't look too confident himself.
"Pietro you fuck ass shit, what the fuck do you think you're doing telling them! You little bastard!"
The arguments were soon cut short: John couldn't hold back Rogue for long and he scowled at the group, looking to Remy, "what are you waiting for mate? Get lost."
"Remy t'ink dat de homme be talking sense fo' once," he grabbed hold of Belle's arm viciously and began to walk away from the group, "moi et Belle be goin' t' Remy's house to have a chat." His eyes flashed dangerously and, eventually the crowd thinned until only two people were left still facing each other.
Staring directly into her eyes, Warren smirked "this isn't finished yet Violet."
"Fine by me, Ken." Betsy watched as he walked away, sighing for some strange reason she couldn't quite make out and then she turned to the last remaining person. "What are you staring at?"
Flicking a strand of midnight blue hair over her shoulder, Lexa scowled, but, to both Betsy and Lorna it really didn't appear to be an attempted prep scowl: it was pure viciousness.
"You think I'd tell you?" she turned to Rogue and paused, "sorry about Pietro being such an ass…he's as dumb as 'Violet's' lover boy." She ignored 'Violet's' scowl. "And as for Belle, that Barbie Doll needs to get those loose screws in her head done back up…in other words: don't listen to her, everything in her head is a pile of shit-"
She would of continued but Rogue looked up, "why do you take it then?"
"Because I just do…" Lexa shrugged and then turned around and walked away, not exactly sure about her own reason.
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"Nice look Wanda, I really think brown's your colour…not."
David laughed at Tabby's comment and – spotting John's state – made an attempt to impress her, "yeh…but then again, I didn't know John and Wanda liked to roll in the mud; must be the next stage in their 'friendship.'" His attempt worked and Tabby laughed, both of them doing an imitation of John and Wanda: standing as close as possible and looking with 'fake' affection at each other, simultaneously saying 'we're just friends' with as much viciousness as both John and Wanda would.
"Shut it," the imitated girl blushed furiously, which only gave both David and Tabby more reason to tease them.
"Red really is your colour," Tabby smirked and copied Wanda as David spoke, however as Rogue cleared her throat they both looked at her.
"Whah ahre they here Tabby? Ahn him." Rogue gestured to David and then over her shoulder at Kitty, who stood next to Lance; looking affectionately up at him whilst Piotr jealously looked on.
"Who are they?"
Tabby turned to the person who spoke up and frowned, "more like who are you."
"Names Betsy luv, and this is Lorna." Lorna half raised a hand in greeting but her eyes stayed fixed on Piotr.
"I've never seen anyone so big…"
"What?"
Betsy looked at Lorna, then looked at Piotr, then looked at Lorna, then at Piotr again. Then the Goth followed Piotr's eyes to Kitty, who was noticeably gazing up at Lance, which Betsy took in before raising her eyebrows. Lance had turned to look at the arriving group, only to take in Lorna and he had frozen mid sentence; his mouth hanging open and Kitty's expression had instantly changed to a glare once she had followed his gaze. In a second she had turned to Piotr, no doubt for some comforting and he gave it willingly.
"He's gigantic…you know?"
"Ya, but that's just him. Must be somethin' from Russia. His names Piotr, ahn tha girl besahde him is his girlfriend Kitty and this geek in front of us is David." Rogue laughed and a couple of people joined in. "Ahn that brings meh back to ma first point," she nodded at David and looked at Tabby accusingly, "whats tha geek doing here?"
Standing protectively beside him, Tabby linked her arm into David's ignoring as he blushed, "I invited him."
"Ooh-er."
"Shut it Scarlet. Oh, and I just thought I'd mention; you look like you have sunburn." Wanda blushed further as John laughed at Tabby's comment.
"Na luv, I'd say more of a tomato." Betsy laughed and Tabby joined in.
"She fits in perfectly."
"She always does," Lorna rolled her eyes, hopefully expectant of a similar comment. "Just look at her…she'd be fine wherever she goes: put on a pair of glasses and there's your geek, put on a slutty outfit and you have your prep."
"Ooh I love it! They rock."
"They would, Betsy is my half-sister and Lorna is Betsy's cousin, which means they're related to me." Wanda perked an eyebrow and smirked, glad no more comments were being made about her blushing. "Lorna, Betsy, this is Tabby, David and those three over there are Piotr, Lance and Kitty."
"So how would you guys be related to Rogue then?"
"That's obvious Tabby," David spoke up and caught more attention then he'd expected, making him blush and stutter. "Uh, well…see, Rogue's…well, she's adopted right?"
"Ya…"
"So Betsy would be her adopted-half-sister, and Lorna would be her adopted-half-cousin (is that right!)."
Tabby smiled admiringly at David, "gotcha."
David smiled and then smirked as he made another attempt to impress Tabby, "although, the fact they're related to Wanda wouldn't have anything to do with them rocking. For one, Betsy's only half related, and Lorna's not even blood related. The only thing they probably got from the girl is their obsession with a specific colour." It definitely impressed her and caused Tabby to laugh maniacally, but it didn't only impress Tabby, but John, Rogue and Lance as well, the third having just walked over: Kitty following with a puppy-like adoration. However, Piotr simply stood where he was and watched his girlfriend, slouching gloomily as Kitty admired Lance, although the Goth's eyes kept gluing themselves to Lorna…
"Look um…I think I'm just gonna go check on that guy, you know, the Piotr guy," Lorna stated this and then just walked off, not even greeting the other two who had just walked over.
"And they called it…Puppy Looooooooove!"
"Shut it Betsy."
Her footsteps were cautious, and Lorna approached the boy with a nervousness she hadn't felt before: her heart fluttered and caught in her throat, but after a while of standing behind him she managed to speak up, aware of the people watching her from behind. "Hi…"
The words were spoken so softly that Piotr jumped and all the Goth could do was to giggle nervously, something that she'd never even considered doing before, "uh, you are whom?"
"I'm Lorna; Wanda's half sister…you're Piotr right?"
"Ja." He examined her cautiously, but wasn't too keen on what he saw; the makeup marked her as a Goth and the outfit wasn't exactly too inviting for the poor guy. He'd hardly felt more intimidated in his life, and her face was at least five inches below him. The only reason she was as tall as him for the moment was due to Lorna's abnormal hairstyle.
"Nice ta meetcha," she smiled playfully and Piotr smiled just as brightly back: the girl was friendly, polite and at least she was keeping him company, with this train of thought, Piotr turned to the girl who normally would have been in Lorna's place. He wished that he hadn't.
Kitty's arm was rapped around Lance, and he stared adoringly down at the girl as they laughed quietly together; she was the only one that could make the boy laugh and Piotr knew it. And he used to think that he was the only one who could make Kitty's eyes shine so brightly, but Piotr was so wrong and he could see that as he watched Lance.
"So…she's ya girlfriend, huh?"
Following Lorna's gaze to Kitty, Piotr sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "ja."
"Why's she not with you then?"
"Don't know."
"Oh. Some girlfriend huh?"
"Oh no! She wonderful, Kitty be great fun girl. She bootiful (beautiful), friend, kind, Kitty be everything need."
Lorna laughed as Piotr frowned after getting himself in a muddle, "gotcha big guy."
"You nice too though!"
"Thanks."
"Pleasure be mine," they smiled at each other and Lorna blushed at the intensity of his look, before scowling as Piotr turned back to the Kitty girl. This was something that would not last!
End of ChapterWOOH! I'm on a roll! A chapter for three different stories updated all today in the space of two hours, or even less! Well I hope you liked the different interactions and Belle was such a bitch to Rogue, and John as so cute. Poor Lorna; she's so jealous, and poor Piotr; Kitty was a bit harsh to him. But I think Lorna's got a plan in mind: wow, she's a determined girl! Five reviews please and then I can start next chapter! Or maybe even more! .x.Thrills.x.