Here is chapter two. I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter Two
(At Blue Ridge High)
Carly's POV:
What's with all these people? Girls are yelling stuff about some kind of RRB shit. I honestly have no damn idea what they're talking about. My friends and I are wandering around clueless. I guess we have to wait until the principal goes onto stage.
After about three minutes of waiting, the principal, Mr. La Bourlette, brother of the owner of this school, walks onto the stage. "Welcome back to East Ridge High! This is going to be an awesome year! Am I right?" He asks, as if he was the announcer at a concert, and the students in the crowd go wild.
"I have some amazing talent that can't wait to sing for you!" Mr. Bourlette announces "Give it up for my niece, Calathea Bourlette!" a pretty girl with flowing black hair that has silver streaks in it and the oddest silver eyes walks onto stage. "Hello, I'm Calli," Calli says putting emphasis on 'Calli' "I'm going to sing a song I wrote a couple of years ago. It's called 'When You're gone.' She tells us as she makes her way to the piano.
'When You're Gone' by Avril Lavigne
Calli:
I always needed time on my own
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie
Is made up on your side
Calli:
When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?
Calli:
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you
Calli:
I've never felt this way before
Everything that I do reminds me of you
And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor
And they smell just like you,
I love the things that you do
Calli:
When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?
Calli:
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you
Calli:
We were made for each other
Out here forever
I know we were, yeah, yeah
All I ever wanted was for you to know
Everything I do, I give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe; I need to feel you here with me, yeah
Calli:
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear will always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you
That was incredibly touching. "What inspired you to write this song?" some idiot in the audience calls out and Calli looks baffled.
"Um, well. You see, uh. Yeah, but…" Calli stutters and her uncle runs up to the stage and whispers something to her.
Calli quickly stands up and exits the stage. "Alright, that was Calli Bourlette. Now give it up for the Rich Girls!" Mr. Bourlette announces with distaste.
Princess and her bitch crew, Berserk, Brute, and Brat, walk onto the stage with skimpy clothes. Wait; let me be a bit more specific. They are wearing colorful pieces of cloth.
"We are going to sing a song dedicated to our boyfriends, The Rowdy Ruff Boys!" Princess exclaims and they get into position. I can already predict that this will be terrible.
'Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me' by Tata Young
Brat:
I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Brute:
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
Berserk:
When I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy
Princess:
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
Brute:
I'm the kind of girl that girls don't like
Berserk:
I'm the kind that boys fantasize
Brat:
I'm the kind that your momma and your daddy were afraid you'd turn out to be like
Princess:
I may seem unapproachable but that's only to the boys who don't have the
Right a approach or ride that makes a girl like me wanna hop in and roll
All:
People think it's intimidating when a girl is cool with her sexuality I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent
Brat:
I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Brute:
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
Berserk:
When I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy
Princess:
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
Brat:
My mouth never takes a holiday
I always shock with the things I say
Princess:
I was always the kid in school who turned up to each class bout an hour late and when it came to the guys I'd lay, I'd always pick the ones who wont figure out that I am clearly a rebel to the idea of monogamy
All:
People think it's intimidating when a girl is cool with her sexuality I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent
Brat:
I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Brute:
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
Berserk:
When I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy
Princess:
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
Brat:
Sexy, sexy, sexy...
Brute:
Naughty, naughty, naughty...
Berserk:
Bitchy, bitchy, bitchy...
Princess:
Me
Brat:
Sexy, sexy, sexy...
Brute:
Naughty, naughty, naughty...
Berserk:
Bitchy, bitchy, bitchy...
Princess:
Me
All:
People think it's intimidating when a girl is cool with her sexuality I'm a 180 to the stereotype girls like staying home and being innocent
Brat:
I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Brute:
Just like all of my thoughts they always get a bit naughty
Berserk:
When I'm out with my girls I always play a bit bitchy
Princess:
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
Brat:
I like all of my shorts to be a little too shortly
Brute:
Unlike all of my guys I like them tall with money
Berserk:
I love all of my nights to end a little bit nasty
Princess:
Can't change the way I am sexy naughty bitchy me
Brat:
I pick my skirts to be …sexy
Brute:
Just like my thoughts a bit …naughty
Berserk:
When I'm out with my girls ...bitchy
Princess:
Can't change I am
Brat:
Sexy
Brute:
Naughty
Berserk:
Bitchy
Princess:
Me
Bubble's POV:
Well, that was the worst performance I have ever seen. I bet Brat wrote the song, Brute choreographed the dance, and Berserk made the clothes. Princess probably did nothing.
Now I will criticize it; they were all off pitch, Princess was singing too fast, Brute was singing too slow, Brat was moving too fast and they look like slutty clowns.
In the end they each hit a pose as they said that last word. Incredibly stupid poses I must say. Picture it, wait no I forgot. It's too disturbing.
"So boys, how was it?" Princess asks as five boys walk onto the stage.
A boy with black hair and green eyes, Butch, smirks at them "That was one sexy dance you choreographed, Brute." He says approvingly wrapping his arm around Brute's waist.
Brute giggles and kisses him, which by the way, turns into a vicious make-out session.
The red haired boy, Brick, pulls Berserk towards him and kisses her.
Boomer and Brat have been in a heated make-out session ever since he got on stage, and Princess and Blake… I'm not going to talk about it.
I see the fifth boy, Mitch, just awkwardly standing there looking at the ground. I feel kinda sorry for him
"Okay, okay. Enough PDA!" Mr. Bourlette exclaims running onto the stage.
The four couples scowl at him, but leave anyway. "Hold it boys! You're on in one!" this is going to be so fun.
"Okay boys, positions!" Brick instructs his brothers and Mitch.
*Sigh* even if they're vampires AND dating the Power Punk Girls doesn't mean I can't think they're cute, right?
Buttercup's POV:
Okay, those boys are decent singers. Apparently they're the fucking Rowdy Ruff Boys! Insert stupid sarcastic squeal of excitement here.
I cover my hears because all around me girls are screaming their lungs out. Damn! They have well working lungs!
"We'd like to thank the Bourlette family for letting us come to this school. They were very unwilling at first, but our manager managed to get us in. Thank you!" the red head calls out to Mr. Bourlette.
The girl, Calli, must have gotten her parents to agree to the boys coming here.
Mr. Bourlette goes onto stage and shows the boys off.
"We have finished our short welcome back concert. Please go to your homeroom classes." I roll my eyes as I walk to the building.
Unfortunately for me, screams continue to follow me down the hall. I keep my hands on the sides of my head as I enter the classroom.
We're allowed to bring our bags to class. We have lockers, but we don't have to use them. That's what's awesome about this school. I think Calli helped make the rules.
"Good morning, class." I look up and realize that I've taken my seat in homeroom without noticing.
I glance around me and see that the room has filled up.
"As you all know we have new students. Boys and Calli, please come in." the door opens and six people walk in.
Calli has a small smile on her face, the boy with red hair and red eyes has a smirk plastered to his face, the boy with black hair and green eyes is scowling, the blondie with blue eyes has a frown, and the last two are glancing at each other nervously.
"Boys, sit behind the Utonium sisters please," the teacher orders "Calli, sit in any open seat." I look around and see in the back there are two open seats right next to each other.
Most boys in the class shove the person next to them out of their chairs to make room for Calli. She simply ignores them and sits in the back.
I think I could possibly be friends with this girl, of course that is if Princess and her sluts don't get her first.
She looks my way and I smile; something I don't do very often. She returns the smile and I begin reading.
Calli's POV:
I think I have made a new friend. She has short black hair and green eyes; kinda like Butch if you ask me.
The bell finally rings and I hurry out the door, but I run into someone on my way out. I look up and see Blake smirking down at me.
"Why does it seem that you and your brothers are stalking me?" I question him "Ha, you could barely call it that." He exclaims with a grin.
"Oh yeah? Then what is it called if you show up at the same school as me, twice in a row?" I poke him in the chest.
"Pffttt, I dunno. Not stalking?" I roll my eyes at his response. He reminds me so much of Evelyn, but then again the last time I saw her we were six…
You have to admit he looks like her.
Yeah, so what?
Maybe he knows her.
Blake knowing Evelyn? Not likely. He's a superstar and she's a-a…..
A what? A lowly peasant on the streets?
No! Not that.
Meh, I'm done here. Hasta la vista, loser!
Grrrrr….. my conscience is so rude to me. I shake my head and sigh. "You alright, Cal?" Blake asks me and I glare at him "Do not call me Cal. My name is Calli and you will call me that." I growl.
"Alrighty then, THAT!" damn that boy gets on my nerves.
I roll my eyes and walk away from him and to my first period.
I enter the room and, seeing that Princess is in it, sigh, again.
This is going to be the longest day ever.
How was it? I hope you RATE AND REVIEW! Right Flora and Fauna?
Flora: "Totally."
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All: "BYE!"