Author's Note:

OK! Apparently, I forgot all about the OCs lately. So...I'm gonna list them here. If I forget yours, just let me know.

Tom- (Mr. Nin10do) vanilla skin, and looks robotic like, has brown hair, green eyes, wears robotic clothes and has a fun and awesome personality

TNBC- (TNBCCrazed) already listed

Rex- (BossKing109) already listed

Drake- (tobi419) named changed from Tobias, but already listed, and was forgotten by accident {Xl}

Reece- (fight4life54) caramel skin, brown hair, black eyes, funny, nonselfish, happy, daring guy, wears blue jeans, green shirt, green shoes and has a dagger {Xp; I wanted to add that in there}

Frank/Darkstar- (trollface675) already listed

White (me) already listed

...now, this is weird. All of the OCs I got are all boys. All the reviews-

NO. Take that back.

MOST of the reviews I get are all male reviews.

...for some weird, odd reason, I have more males to everything than I do with females.

All the bands I have are all male. Most of the singers I have are all female.

...I'm diggin' this. {:D} I mean, I have more male friends online and somewhat in the outside world than I do with female friends. (Apart from my girlfriends and fioleefan1000)

But fioleefan1000 is a tomboy like me. With my friends, they wear skirts and other things girls would do.

ME...I hate skirts. I definentally hate dresses. They make me itch. I'm better off wearing a tux for my wedding, or to a dance. If Laurel can only agree with it. Xl

I wear skinny jeans. But I only have two or three pairs.

I wear dark colors, but I'm not a punk person. Nor gothic. I just like horror movies and dark colors.

I friggin' HATE bright lights. They give me headaches.

I like Avril Lavigne. She's cool. I'm somewhat close to her. I just don't wear clothes like her. Well, with the dresses, high heels, and the skirts, really.

I wear oversized clothes. Well, oversized jackets and nightshirts. I only sleep with big shirts and a pair of underw-

...Ok. We're not going to go there. Ok? I can see most of your faces once you realize the facts. I just don't like PJs. They suck and make you sweat.

No. I would rather wear boxers.

SO...some girls would be jealous of me. But, it's the way I act. X)

Most of the times, I would act like a dude, and you won't even know the difference. Because of my boy hair, you would mistake me as a boy. Which is funny. Because when I was little, I was asked out by all of the girls in my class, and eventually, some teachers. Which was awkward after a while.

So, I just dressed up with oversized jackets and some girl shirts and girl pants. It should let SOME people know who and what I am.

I just act like a guy at certain points. I can even cuss like a guy if I think about it.

...then again, I doubt if some guys will ever cuss like they're suppose to. Apparently, I win the world's record of saying the most cusswords in one sentence, apart from Dad.

Heh. And my grandmother rules the universe while Laurel tries to conquer it.

O-0 ...I highly doubt that, because she plays a game with her family called "Conquerer of the Universe" or something like that. So, it's a 99.999 percent chance she will rule the universe.

And then it'll rain pie.

As stated in my dream when my geometry teacher, Ms. Phillips, said with her army of evil minions: "Face the lasers of Pi!"

And everyone becomes a piece of pie.

3.14159265blahblahfuckingblahb lahfuckingshittyBLAH.

Who cares if it goes on forever? How DO you know that it DOES go on forever? We just need to know that's it's 3.14. Not a thousand numbers of fucking fuckity shitty fucking bastards!

...Well. I am the ruler of all stars. X) I am the person of the sun. I'm Leo. So, I was destined to rule the Sun and the rest of the stars.

And then peeps like us tries to rule over ice cream.

Boy, will we have lots of ice cream. All ova the Universe.

But I'm only taking vanilla and strawberry. You guys keep the chocolate.

Although the Universe expands by a galaxy every day.

BUT...if the President DOES make a nuclear bomb to Aisa, as stated in my story (Will You Take Me), then I'll tell the whole world to suck it.

If we're still alive by then. But I highly doubt that. Only Marceline and Simon will survive, whoever those two lucky people are.

Alright. Enough of my gibbering, and back to the story of evil motherfucking twilight. *shivers*

They should really die.

With everyone in order, and Tom, Drake and Reece in there...

(Too much dialogue. They meet with the others and keep walking through the forest until they get to the school.)

White's (still Rex; remember, they haven't switched bodies back yet...) P.O.V.

As we reached the school, we walked into the cafeteria, and saw Ashley talking to the werewolf, Jacob. (no matter how good they are, they're not hot enough as Dominic Cooper, Benjamin walker and Thor are)

"Hey Ashley!" White called.

Ashley looked up and stared at each of us, before smirking at Marshall.

Out of the corner of my eye, Marshall gulped and slowly hid behind me.

I only smiled, until Ashley got up and walked up to White (who is still in Rex's body).

"Who're you?" she asked.

"...uh...the name's Rex?"

"Hmm...never thought I would see a cutie like you."

White blushed a bright red. "Uh...Ashley, I'm married." he slowly backed away.

I only boiled to anger.

"Who cares? You're hotter than Marshall." she smiled and winked at him.

Is she...? Oh NO, NOT while I'm here, you motherfucking bitch.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" I screamed, and pushed Ashley away.

I know it's the weakest thing I would do, but I was feeling lazy. Apart from that, I don't know how you access White's powers.

Glob, I want my body back.

"Who the fuck are you?" she asked me with a glare of hatred once she got up.

"The name's White." I hissed.

"Oh. You." she narrowed her eyes at me.

"Yeah. So stay away from my husband, or you will pay the price."

"How? I can take anyone I please. And besides, your husband's digging me."

I only tried to hold my barf that was anxious to be gone from my stomach.

Guh. Ew. Nobody will ever want you. I don't even know how Marshall found you.

I only gritted my teeth and was about to kick her...

Until someone grabbed me by the waist, turned me around, and I was met by a pair of soft lips to mine.

(MAKE OUT MOMENT! :D)

After what it felt like eternity, I opened my eyes to see White in front of me, who kissed me back with passion, and she was in her own body this time.

...Wait. Does this mean...?

Oh, Glob!

I dropped White to the floor and shrieked with happiness, finally happy that I had my old body back.

"YES! I GOT MY BODY BACK!" I screamed to the ceiling, only having Jacob, Ashley and the others staring at me with confusion.

{...this is confusion; am I confusing you?

This is confusion; am I confusing you?

...This is peculiar; we don't want to fool ya...

this is peculiar; we don't want to fool ya...

Columbia by Oasis. It just popped up in my head. You should listen to it. I like it. I can listen to it all day and all night. WHOO!}

I hugged myself while White glared daggers at me, and I only pointed at her face.

"NOW YOU CAN'T TOUCH MY PICKLE ANYMORE, BIATCH!" I screamed, and ran wherever my feet would take me.

Marshall's P.O.V.

...o...k?

That was weird.

"Ok. Ashley. I'll make you a deal." I said, turning to her.

She only raised her eyebrows.

"I'll let you...*sighs* I'll let you have sex with me if you take us home."

(I know. I'm about as confused as you guys are. O-0)

Ashley beamed with happiness and squealed.

"OK!" she exclaimed, and chanted something so fast that it looked like a day went by in a few seconds.

"...what the fucking fuck?" White said.

"I dunno. It's the only words that makes her do something." I shrugged.

"...I don't wanna know."

Yeah, It's best if you don't.

"OK. So...White," Jake said, turning to her, "...how was the dare with you and Rex?"

Wait. Is Rex even here?

Oh, never mind, he just walked in through the door.

"...um...it went...pretty good, you could say." she blushed a bright pink and fiddled with her hair.

"Mmm...ok. SO, who wants to go now?"

"ME!" Reece said, raising his hand.

"...uh...ok. Your turn."

"...mmm...Ah. Marshall, truth or dare?"

I snorted. "Dare. And make it good."

"Ok. I dare you to..."

I only raised an eyebrow and smiled.

(...mmm...I must thank JP4demonking for making this dare. :D)

"...I dare you to get a tattoo on your pickle!" he smiled.

...I could've sworn the whole galaxy just became quiet.

Like, seriously.

I dropped my mouth open while White slowly began to snicker, along with Marceline.

Rex only stared at him, while Jake rocked back and forth, and then fainted.

The others just turned red and began to cough.

"...uh..." Drake started.

Tom just shook his head and coughed even more.

"...I think you're better off stepping out, Marshall," he said. "I can tell you that you won't last."

I snorted.

FA! The notorious Vampire King NEVER backs away from a dare.

"Nope. I'll last. You'll see. White, where's the nearest tattoo shop?"

"Down the street for about 6 blocks and take a right and then a left." she said, and soon began to laugh.

I only smirked and soon walked out.

...moments later...

As the others and I got to the tattoo shop, I walked in and looked around, until a punk like girl walked up to me.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"Yeah. I'm looking for a tattoo. Can you help me find one?" I asked.

She nodded and gestured me to follow her.

more moments later because it'll get boring after a while...

As I picked a picture of skulls and bones, I walked to the back, where I met a dude that had over a hundred tattoos on his body.

"Ah. Welcome." he smiled.

I nodded at him and sat on the chair.

"Alright. Let's see the tattoo."

I gave him the picture and smiled wider.

He nodded and grabbed the pen and began to fill it up with black ink.

"Ok. So...where do you want it?"

(If this actually happened in the real world, you know that I will seriously die laughing.)

I unbuttoned my pants, pulled them down to reveal my black skull boxers, and then pulled those down and pointed to my pickle.

"Right here, sir." I said with a smirk.

No, I wasn't showing off, if you're wondering.

He only widen his eyes and looked up at me. "...uh...you SURE you wanna go there?" he asked.

"Yep!"

"...uh...ok. But, do realize that there's no point on turning back, right?"

"...maybe? Come on, let's get it over with."

He sighed and started up the pen and slowly began.

Screams were then heard, followed by strings of curses and thumping and more screaming.

Author's Note: The rest will continue in the next chapter. ;)