A/n: Guess who's back, back, back! back again. Shade is back, tell a friend. (Yes, I meant to write Shade.) Sorry about the wait, been working on my other stories :P Just a small update.
I slammed a hand down upon the annoying object that was currently trying to melt through my ear drums, groggily lifting my head from my cloud-like pillow to stare hatefully at the shining numbers hidden within my lego joker styled alarm clock; 6:00 am.
I groaned, reluctantly unraveling myself from my cocoon of warmth I had somehow created during the night. I stumbled out into the evilly dark and cold world, cursing the person who decided that school had to start so damn early; I mean come on! It has been scientifically proven that the human brain doesn't start to fully function until like 10 am or something!
I made my way down the hall to the bathroom, switching on lights as I went.
I did my business before grabbing the purple toothbrush, plopping on the paste and scrubbed away all the crap that builds up overnight, spitting it out only to replace it with some extra strong mouthwash to chase away that nasty ass morning breath.
Setting off back to my room, not bothering to shower since I had P.E first, I'd get one after.
Hearing the 'Barbie girl' theme tune blaring from my phone as I re-entered my room, raising a brow before shrugging and answering the call. "What up B?"
"OH MY GOSH! You've heard about Clyde's party, right? Of course, you have!" I flinched from her high pitched tone of excitement, thanking my lucky stars that she was on speaker and not right next to my ear as she continued. "Well, I just know that it's going to be like THE best party of the year! After all, my Clydie has THE best surround sound in town~"
Clydie, ay? Ohhhhhh, I can't wait to get to school now~ "Any particular reason you called me? Or you just wanting to brag about your boo?" I could hear her giggling in glee at the fact I had called Clyde 'her boo.'
"Oh no! I'm not bragging, just saying is all~" I rolled my eyes, she was SO bragging. "Wendy wanted me to make sure that you're still coming into P.E today?"
I stretched out a yawn as I searched my closet for something to wear. "What? And miss out on kicking the guy's asses in dodge ball? Ha, no chance." Ahhhh, dodge ball~ Seeing all the terrified face's as the dreaded ball comes hurtling towards them! I love it.
"Okay~ Just making sure. Oh, by the way, do you need a lift there?"
"Hmmm, yeah actually." Shifting through a few clothes picking some up and flinging them onto the bed behind me. "Michael and them probably won't be up till noon."
Bebe scoffed causing me to chuckle. "I still don't understand why you hang out with them when you fit in perfectly fine with us normal people."
Smirking as I combed the knots out of my hair, I decided to humour her. "Because I don't like normal, I like the darker, grittier people. The wack-jobs, the weirdos, and the freaks are always the most awesome of all."
"Urgh, whatever, pick you up at 7:30." With that she hung up, leaving me with just under an hour to get ready.
Changing into my outfit for the day; which consisted of a black 'Turtle Power' T-shirt (TMNT, don't hate.), a pair of dark blue ripped up and washed out jeans, Green All-Star converse to match the top and an average black cotton jacket. I headed down stairs, poured out some lucky charms, packed my Slytherin styled satchel whilst eating 'mi lucky charms and finally just flicked through my facebook app until Bebe picked me up in her god awful red soft top convertible.
(A/n: Where my Slytherin's at? Come on I know you're out there!)
"So Kor, what's the game plan this time?" Wendy casually asked as she changed into her P.E Kit. (Do American's have P.E kits? Help me I'm British!)
I turned to her cockily, mockingly flipping my now tied up white hair over my shoulder. "We slaughter 'em, plain and simple."
Red laughed as she headed towards the exit. "You're always so confident Korrie! What are you going to do when you eventually lose?"
Giving a dramatic gasp as I purposely fell back, gripping the wall as if she'd just threw me into it. "Blasphemy! Death to the non-believer!" Red rolled her eyes and continued on her way out as the rest of the girls who had witnessed my act giggled.
I quickly tied my laces, before jogging out with Bebe and Wendy by my side.
"Alright, kids! You know how this works, Girls vs. Boys, whoever loses does 10 laps around the school."
I smirked in anticipation, waiting for Ms. Gords to blow the whistle to signal the game to begin. I stared down one of the red rubber balls as it laid helplessly upon the centre line, glancing up at the opposing team ever so often, spotting out the weaklings.
Rushing forward as soon as the whistle went, diving in for my chosen ball before anyone else could even think about claiming it. Retreating back to a safe distance, using some of my unguarded team-mates as cover, firing my round weapon towards a certain innocent blonde; Butters was out before he even had the chance to blink.
This continued for another 30 minutes, a few my own team-mates sat upon the bleachers *Takes an imaginary hat off her head* Their sacrifices will not be in vain! An even larger amount of whimpering slime balls were sat upon the opposing bleachers, grumbling to themselves.
"Yunno, you should probably just forfeit already." An armed Bebe and Wendy stood at either side of me, an unarmed Red stood in front of us, crouched and ready to guard. "I'd hate to make little boys cry~"
Craig scoffed, being the only armed boy on his team. "Bring it on!"
Grinning, I shared a look with my teammates. "You heard him girls~ Give 'em hell!"
The whistle blew, signaling the end of the game. "That's game folks! Girls win, boys get moving."
Laughing as my team celebrated another victory, I turned towards the trudging boys and called to Clyde teasingly. "Oh don't worry Clydie, I'm sure Lil' miss B will make it up to you later!"
Clyde groaned and attempted to hide from the teasing now given to him by his male companions, half-heartedly glaring at me.
A/n: Well err, that's all folks! Sorry that it's not much, just wanted you to know that I was still doing this story.
