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Before anything else, a big THANK YOU and giant chocolate chip cookies to my lovely reviewers: piequeenthegreat (love ya too! And I really should have put up a summary of what happened so far, sorry!), wolfhead and SunshineMidnight123! Wow, that's a huge difference from last chapter. My own fault, I guess, for taking so long... Oops? ;)
I've changed my penname from GoThyK SyA to NixenSya, if you haven't noticed. Even though I'm still Goth (but following Sam's trend of 'Goth Bird of Happiness') I felt that there was a need for a change. I'm taking a new attitude in my writing... Let's just hope for the best! ^.^'
Any of you sail through the Powerpuff Girls fandom? I'm in love with a fic there, More Than Human by sbj – it's simply brilliant! Fantastic! Magnificent! If you like this fandom, go and check it out!
Also, I'm staring a new multi–chapter fic for the PPG fandom. Don't kill me! I'll only update it when I update STT and NMWAGH, and vice versa. Instead of a double update, it'll be a triple update =D
'Nuff rambling. On with the fic!
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Never Mess With a Girl's Heart
The Limits of Idiocy
How did I get myself in this situation, again?
Sam Manson tried to think beyond the loud chattering ensuing from the large group of elementals gathered in the room.
Oh, right. Flama got me in this. Stupid nosy goddess and her stupid ideas...
"––So I told him, you break up with her or I'll go and find another dwarf to date––"
"––and if you add five drops of chrolide cutonium, the liquid kind, obviously––"
"––we fought those Briar manticores back then, we got the teeth and all, look––"
"––I said, Astra, darling, I'm not sitting my petunia on that thing––"
"––those vapid dryads – oh, no offence Nedra – but they do get my––"
"––I'm not a stupid dryad; don't confound me with those bamboo sticks––"
"––and the frog said to the goblin, it's a––"
"SHUT UP, ALL OF YOU!"
Silence. Blessed silence. She never appreciated her previous solitude as much as she did now.
Exhaling slowly through her nose, she walked to the front of the room.
"Okay, everyone, listen well. We have to establish a good back story for everyone before anything else happens," she explained. Five blank faces stared back.
This is going to be harder than I thought.
Sam sighed again. "First of all, what are you all called?"
Flammeo rose.
"Not you. I know who you are, what with almost killing you and all. Remember?"
Flammeo sat back down.
A willowy blonde girl jumped up, grinning excitedly.
"Hi! Hi! I'm Lyzelle, follower of Airlia, Goddess of the Wind! And this is Calista," she said, pointing to a blue–haired girl. "She doesn't speak much, but she's also an air nymph!"
"A sylph, you mean," said a dark–haired girl in a sneering tone.
Sam rolled her eyes. They reminded her too much of Paulina – though a nicer Paulina, but with all her cheery, exclamation–pointy, happy–go–lucky demeanour. You know, when she wasn't acting like a bitch.
"Well, from now on you're Lyz and she's Cally. Got it?"
She nodded, beaming so much that Sam thought her face was going to crack.
"Ok! Ok, ok!"
Urgh. Too much vivacity this early in the evening.
"You," she said, pointing to a random person when no one else volunteered to present themselves. "What are you called?"
The dark-haired girl from before lifted her eyes towards Sam, not expressing the slightest bit of intimidation.
"Nedra," she offered reluctantly. "Follower of Terra, Mother of Earth. Why do we even have to change our names?"
Sam sighed. "Most of them are too peculiar. We're already going with a 'student exchange' type of plan, but I don't know any humans named Illeasae. Do you?"
Nedra nodded and went back to amusing herself with... whatever she was doing.
Whatever. If you want things done, you have to do them yourself.
BLAM!, went the door, and a very pissed off Alieshya came in.
"ELEKTRA PENDRAGON–DYJINN, WHERE WERE YOU ALL DAY? I'VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR YOUR ROYAL ASS OVER ALL BLOODY AMITY PARK AND–– Oh, we have visitors! Can I offer you a cookie?"
Silence, once again.
"Hi! Hi! I'm Lyzelle, now to be known as Lyz, follower of Airlia, Goddess of the Wind! And this is Calista, she doesn't––"
"––speak much, but she's also an air nymph!" they all mimicked, Flammeo going as far as to imitate the franctic hand gestures. Alieshya stared in bewilderment as Nedra and Sam sighed.
"Airlia? Nymph? Goddess? Wha–– You're all elementals, too?"
"Yes," the five new faces chorused, Lyzelle ending it with her ever–present exclamation point.
Sam sighed once more. "This is going to be a long week."
"T– Tranfer students? Five of them? In one day?"
Sam fidgeted on her seat.
"Uh, they're part of a... exchange program," she said, twiddling her thumbs. "My family created it a few years ago as a way to... create stronger bonds with their business partners. You know, from different parts of the world. A chance to gain cultural knowledge and all that."
"Cultural knowledge," repeated Principal Ishiyama. It wasn't a question.
"Yeah."
There was silence for a few moments as Lyz bounced excitedly in her seat.
"Hi! Hi! I'm Lyz––"
"I'm quite sure that all of us already know that, dear," said the Principal. "You've been saying that every two minutes, after all."
Nedra snickered.
"So," continued the Asian woman. "We have Cally and Lyz, from Greece, correct?"
Sam nodded as the two mentioned girls stared vacantly forward.
"And Lisha and Blaze from Africa," she pointed towards Illeasae and Flammeo. "As well as... what was it, again?"
"Nedra," said the earth elemental, just as Sam declared "Kendra".
Principal Ishiyama stared at them.
"Kendra," said the follower of Terra when the Goth girl said "Nedra".
They exchanged glances.
"From South America," they said in unison.
I sense a headache coming.
"Sammy! My love!"
"For the last time, I'm not going on a date with you!"
Nedra snickered under her breath as she watched Sam evade a very smitten Dash that followed her around. Her green eyes twinkled with mirth for a few seconds, before Lyzelle's – Lyz's, at the moment – repetitive catchphrase started again... For the hundredth time that day.
"Hi! Hi! I'm––"
"Repetitive as Hell, that's what! Can't you say anything else?"
The blonde snapped her mouth shut. Next to her, Calista smirked.
"Sammy! Don't run away from our love!" shouted Dash in the background.
"You really don't speak much, do you?"
Cally – as she was to be called now – shook her head negatively, smirk still in place.
"Oh," said Nedra. Her conversation choices seemed to be reduced to the dark–skinned Salamander twins, the constantly screaming water elemental and the irritating demon princess. "By the way, what's with that guy?"
The six of them turned towards Sam, who was doing her best (and failing) to evade Dash, who chased her with a bouquet on his hand and hearts on his eyes. The Goth girl's black hair was sticking out with red sparks coursing through it, and they could almost see flames shooting out of her mouth as she screamed at the poor infatuated guy:
"I ALREADY TOLD YOU I DON'T WANT TO HAVE BABIES WITH YOU!"
"I'll be your own living teddy bear, then! I even bought the suit!"
"I HATE TEDDY BEARS AND THEIR CUTENESS OF DOOM!"
They burst out laughing.
"Sam! My love! Please accept this bouquet of frilly and girly pink roses as a proof of my undying devotion!"
"GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU FREAK!" Sam screamed, trying to push an enamoured Dash away from her leg, which he was holding onto with a vice–like grip.
A few tables away, Star squealed cutely, holding onto Danny.
"Oh, aren't they cute? They're lovely together, lovely!"
"Yeah," said Danny with a blank look. "Lovely."
"They're perrrfect, aren't they? Perfect – just like us!"
"Yeah, perfect," he repeated emotionlessly. "Just like us."
A dark smirk came over her pretty features. "And we are going to stay together forever, aren't we? Forever, Danny. Say it with me: forever."
"Forev––"
"Danny, dude, where have ya' been? I almost didn't see you yesterday! Oh, hey, Star."
Star pouted. "Hello, Tanner."
"Tucker," he corrected, sitting right in the middle of the couple. "I'm one of the best friends of your boyfriend; shouldn't you at least be making an effort?"
"He doesn't seem bothered by it."
In fact, Danny continued to stare blankly forward with glassy eyes.
Tucker took notice of it. "Danny? Dude, are you okay?"
No response. The techno–geek frowned.
"Perhaps I should take him to the... urgh... to the nurse," he shivered, remembering his past experiences with anything hospital–related.
Star raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow. "He's perfectly fine. Aren't you, Danny?"
"I'm fine."
"If you say so," Tucker said, leaning towards him. "You look a bit pale, though. It won't hurt to check."
Star seethed. "He already said he's fine!"
Ignoring her, the hat–lover gave the halfa a gentle shove in the direction of the infirmary.
"You're warmer than normal, too. Something's not right."
The blonde cheerleader started to follow them, irritated.
"Hey, where are you going? Hey!"
"You know, I'm pretty sure there are limits to idiocy. But you... You surpass them all."
Dash Baxter stared lovingly back at her.
"Your eyes are so pretty!"
"Yes," snapped Sam. "We've established that half an hour ago. We also know that my teeth are like 'pretty pearls hidden between silky ad pretty red lips' and that my hair is 'darker than a thousand pretty Arabian nights without moon' and it shines 'like a clear diamond in the pretty sunlight'. To be frank, you probably have a future with poetry if you take all the 'pretty's off, but NO CHANCE with me!"
"You are so pretty when you're screaming your head off..."
"You. Are. Hopeless," said Sam, and she stormed off.
"Even though you're running away from me, your backside is so pretty..."
Sam contained her urge to strangle him and walked away.
TADA! Fast update. Wow, I never thought I'd see one of those again after my initial months on FFN, when I started writing.
Aagh, I'm full of tests in school! Since I've spent the last week sick, I missed some of them and now I'm doing them all at the same time! –.–'
I'm also playing Rafiki in 'The Lion King' play we're doing for the Children's Day. You know, the monkey? Yeah, that one. ^.^'
Oh, well. You're not here to hear me rambling.
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