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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:12:53 GMT -5
SAMWICH: "Man, it's like we're at war," Ricky scratched his head.
"Yeah, but we get to kick the jocks' butts," Dee patted Ricky on the back and smiled.
Kay was looking more serious than ever. Trying to figure out the jock's tactics was difficult. The jocks usually had the stupidest plans ever, most of them included "barging in and beating everyone up." The nerds got pretty lucky this time, though. They had some greasers to back them up. Who knew that nerds could form an alliance with the greasers? Well, when fighting against jocks, anyone's willing to join.
Anne walked up to Kay, who was too deep in thought to notice. She put a hand on the nerd girl's shoulder, "Hey, chill man," Kay was a bit frightened from the sudden breaking of the silence, "Don't get too into it. I'm sure they don't have anything deadly planned."
"Yeah, but I still have Derby and his boys to worry about."
"Set them aside for now, they're not gonna' join the Jocks or anything."
The rain started to come down again. Dee looked up at the clouds. Some of the guys took shelter in the garages, others decided to stay out. They must like the tingling drops on their skin. Dee approached the two girls, "What if they want us to make a move first? Maybe they're waiting for one of us to walk into an ambush or something?"
Kay looked at Dee. Dee didn't look like the happy girl that she usually looked like. Kay folded her arms bit her lip, "Do you think they're smart enough to think of something like that?"
Anne ran her fingers through her hair, "Not all of the jocks are dumb."
Ben stood on the opposite side of the wall where the the greasers and nerds were preparing. With and umbrella in hand, he stood and listened to the three girls talk. "So they really are going to fight," he thought to himself. "Should I assist them?"
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:13:29 GMT -5
TURMOIL: Suddenly, Benji saw two figures standing in the distance. He squinted, trying to make out the figures, before his eyes widened.
It was Bo Jackson, along with his younger brother, Lance Jackson.
Out of all the Jocks, Bo was the one who worried Benji the most. Unlike his clique members, he actually cared about his education, and had intelligent younger siblings to boot. Who honestly DIDN'T know about his prodigy sibling, the genius Gloria Jackson? And Lance wasn't exactly an idiot...
Normally, Benji would have ignored the two and moved on, but given the circumstances, he found himself cautiously moving towards them, hiding in the relative safety of the shadows while he strained his ears to listen to their hushed conversaton.
"Man, I don't know," Lance mumbled. He looked at Bo with uncertainty. "Does it really have to come to this? Can't you guys just talk it out?"
Bo growled and slapped Lance upside the head, ignoring his younger brother's pained yelp. "Don't you know anything?" he snapped. "That witch Kay called Damon out, in front of everybody! If we all back down now, we'll look like pussies!"
"But...I didn't like sneaking those explosives in there, bro! What if someone gets hurt?"
Explosives? This definately grabbed Benji's attention.
"Don't worry, Lance. If you put the firecrackers where I told you to, then all it's gonna do is flush those Nerds out of the Auto Shop like the crying babies they are. The other guys are already waiting near the entrance, and Dan's got the prefects busy on the other side of the school. Nothing's gonna happen. Now..." Bo shoved the remote control in Lance's hands. "Push the button. Let's see some fireworks."
Benji paled. Ambush, ambush, AMBUSH! Damn the few relatively smarter Jocks! He was about to run back to where the girls were when suddenly...
BOOM!
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:14:06 GMT -5
MEMAI: "So, my father told them 'That, and fifty bucks'!" Laughter emitted from the breakfast room, Roxy hardly touching her eggs and gave sparing looks at Derby's direction, faking a smile every once or twice.
"Oh, Derby you're such a funny boy, isn't he dear?"
"Yes quite! And such the gentlemen too!"
"Really, we're grateful for taking care of our Roxy, she's a bit frightened after that 'incident' at the school yesterday."
"Oh really?" Derby looked and came her way, placing a thumb and finger on her chin, raising it up so they were at eye level. Roxy scowled under her breath, but played it calmly as she was in front of her parents (and a number of staff). "Poor darling. Don't worry, I'll always take care of you." He came close. Too close. "Always."
"How sweet. Come dear, why don't have dine outside, and leave the children to their talk. We've to give them some privacy."
"Oh, don't worry about us Mrs. Smith, we'll be alright." The blonde turned to her, "Won't we?"
"Shouldn't we be on our way to school, Derby?" Roxy knew what was going to happen. He had this so many times to her; chase her parents out somehow to get them alone together, it was only then he would have his way with her. She was old enough now, tired of all the bullying and pushing around. She was no play thing of his and she certainly won't give him the satisfaction of that.
And yet... those haunting blue eyes were the first thing she would see before her trip to school.
'When will my hero come?'
"Quite, but I'd rather talk to you for a moment."
"Derby, no!"
"Listen, Roxanne, I'm not going to hurt you."
"The last time you said that I fell over and hit my head."
"That was an accident, I certainly wasn't keeping myself in check, you know?" His icy hands began trailing up and down her arms. She had yet to don her leather cap and jacket; without such simple apparel she looked the very part of a Prep.
"Derby, please."
"Just one," his voice was soft, almost a murmur. Roxy hardly believed this was the same Derby who'd so boastfully let everyone hear his voice.
He did his deed; backing up the poor girl against a cabinet, roughly placing his lips against her's, enjoying every minute of the soft texture and candy flavoured balm. It was over in minutes, gingerly pushing her away and holding her by the arms.
"Come, we've school to attend to."
She followed him reluctantly out of the house, watching in amused disgust as he so easily let the assistants know they were leaving. He was born for the role of a smooth-talking snake, it just surprised her at how little guilt he managed to rake out of it.
She put on her jacket and cap, ignoring the bemused giggles coming from Derby, "Oh, Lord. Don't tell me you're still trying to get in with them."
"Derby, shut up."
"Listen Roxy, they're just as bad as you perceive us to be."
She ignored him, trying so hard to fight the falling tears and get up on the bike.
"I tell you, once they find out how big your bank account is, they'll be the first to throw you out and spit on that very pretty face. At least we'll still take you in."
But she was gone.
...
Roxy arrived at school with a stumble to her step and tears falling freely. She parked her bike haphazardly, wanting so much to just wail into the shoulders of anyone willing; Kay or Dee or Vance... or Peanut.
Peanut.
Oh God did she want to run to him the most. She pushed past the gathering crowd, unaware of the soon-to-start fight and into the auto shop, bursting the door open. Dripping from the rain and her tears. Her very appearence was enough to catch the attention of those in the auto shop. More notably, Peanut.
"Roxy? Roxy, what happened?"
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:14:45 GMT -5
SAMWICH: The small explosion scared the nerds, causing them to flee towards the gate, but the greasers were just pissed that their turf had explosives planted by an outside clique.
Roxy ran into the autoshop and straight into Peanut's arms. Her face was covered in tears. "Roxy?" Peanut stared at the girl, who was sobbing while clutching his blue t-shirt tightly. "Roxy, what happened?" She did nothing but keep crying. The other greasers stared and felt it would only be right to leave the two alone and headed for the door. But before they could walk out, the door slammed open. Dee.
"Guys, I know this is a bad time, but we have jocks outside, beating the crap outta' our guys." Peanut looked up and clenched his teeth. Dee stared at Roxy, who was still holding on to Peanut, "Roxy, we're going to need your help." Dee ran back out.
Outside, the jocks have already run into greaser territory. Kay was getting ready to beat Damon up, the Nerds were setting up their weapons, and the greasers were in combat with various jocks. It was going to take a whole lot of strength to beat a jock, but they were up to it.
Anne was firing her slingshot close-range, causing Luis to take a lot of damage. "You little brat, I'm not gonna' go easy on you cuz' you're a girl!" Anne stuck her tongue at him.
Dee jumped and pulled Juri's t-shirt over his eyes and jumped off. She made an attempt to run off to another when Juri grabbed and pull her hair, causing her to fall back. She pulled his arm, trying to keep the pain at a minimal level. Juri put his t-shirt in its original position with his other hand.
Kay had a few bruises but Damon still stood tall. She jumped at him, once again, with her fists ready. When she threw her arm, Damon caught it and laughed, "Do you think your little girly punches are gonna' do anything?"
"Roxy!" Dee shouted while trying to escape Juri's grip.
Roxy wiped her tears.
Peanut lifter her head gently, "You gonna' be alright?"
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:15:14 GMT -5
TURMOIL: Not good.
Benji hopped over the low part of the wall by the Auto Shop, but kept his distance from the brutal fighting ahead. He could see Kay fighting a losing battle against Damon, and he saw a pretty girl with long black hair in the mercy of Juri.
All right, Benji, he thought to himself, as he watched Damon throw Kay around like she was a rag doll. Think of something quick, otherwise those people are gonna get the living snot kicked out of them! It's your fault they're in this mess! FIX IT!
"Let GO, you jerk!" the pretty girl yelled to Juri, attempting and failing to twist out of his grasp. The Russian Jock merely laughed, and began to drag her around the area like a caveman.
Okay. That was too much. Beating up on him was one thing, but to hit a bunch of ladies...!
Hiding behind the corner so that he wasn't seen, Benji pulled out a whistle from his pocket.
If there was one thing he learned since coming to the school, it was that many of the Jocks had a reflex to the sounds of whistles. If one was blown, the Jocks automatically dropped what they were doing and looked around for their coach, whom they always associated with the sounds of whistling.
It was a weakness that many hadn't noticed. It was a weakness that would, now, come in handy.
"TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!"
The wheat-blond boy blew as hard as he could into the whistle, and grinned when he immediately saw many of the Jocks freeze.
"Who blew that?" Damon asked stupidly, before Kay took the chance to deliver a hard blow to his chin. Damon growled as he stumbled back, but before he could punch, Benji blew again.
"TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!"
"Who is doing that?!" Juri yelled, unintentionally loosening his grip on the pretty girl. Benji smirked when the pretty girl pulled out, dropped to the ground, and performed a quick leg sweep that sent Juri crashing.
"TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!"
A second later, he saw the Nerds run back into the Auto Shop, blasting away with their spudguns as many of the Jocks looked around, confused.
"TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET! TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET! TWEE--"
Suddenly, Benji found an arm wrapped tightly around his neck. Choking, he looked up, and paled when he saw the face of a very angry Bo.
Crap.
"You again!" Bo snarled. "I thought we made it clear to you before! You're not welcome with us!"
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:15:40 GMT -5
MEMAI:
"You again!" Bo snarled. "I thought we made it clear to you before! You're not welcome with us! Now... Now you're gonna get it!" He raised his fist, ready to deliver a punch to defenseless Benji. The boy took a moment to countdown to the coming pain.
In what seemed like mere seconds away from the deadly blow, Bo fell back, clutching the side of his head. He dropped Benji, glaring angrily at the person who shot the marble at him; Roxy.
This was a joke, wasn't it? There stood a shaking girl with a slingshot in hand, still bound by tears and a trembling voice. What? First they send kids, then girls, and now? Crying GIRLS?! He approached her and she didn't move, smirking as he did, "Listen girlie, stay out of this fight before I do anything to make you cry just that harder."
"Get out..." She threatened in a low, harsh whisper, "Get out before I hurt you."
"What're you gonna do to me, babe?" He laughed at the thought, a small girl with practically no build was threatening to hurt him, what a thought! What a concept! What a— "ARGH!"
Roxy had taken another shot of him, this time, straight on where his family jewels were kept. He looked to her with rage, "That's it, I'm gonna..."
"LEAVE HER ALONE!" Peanut had rushed in, delivering a swift punch to Bo's jaw, knocking him down to the ground. The Greaser turned to her, "Roxy, go, get out of here!"
"But..."
"Go! I'll be back for you, 'kay? I gotta help Johnny."
"Peanut I..."
"GO, DAMNIT!" He barely missed a punch from Bo, grabbing his wrist and diverting the punch elsewhere.
She wasted no time, scampering away to the safety of the crowd. Roxy didn't want to be useless, and in an ingenious moment, she crouched behind a pair of sturdy legs, discreetly firing away at the jocks that dare harm her precious friends.
That is... until someone held her up by collar of her jacket, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Mandy! Put me down!"
The cheerleader yawned, smiling as she did, "Listen here you, I'm not going to let you hurt MY boyfriend, so that YOUR boyfriend beats up the rest of them team."
"Lemme go!"
"No, you're like sitting down here, next to awesome little me, and watch!" Roxy had to forcefully give in to the cheerleader's request. Her small frame proved a task when fighting against Mandy's killer grip (and talon-like nails). The jacket itself would be difficult to remove without slingshooting her down to the gravel and injure herself.
So there she watched, helplessly, as Bo held back Peanut's arms, and Ted delivering blows.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:16:18 GMT -5
TURMOIL: Benji had been forgotten in the midst of the battle, and he stood back, leaning against the wall as he watched one of the Greasers get pummeled by Ted and Bo. He briefly thought about blowing the whistle again, but Bo knew he was blowing the damn thing. If he tried it, Bo and Ted would only come after him.
Maybe he should just run away...
"Darn you, Mandy! LET GO!"
Benji turned, and saw Roxy--the strange Aquaberry/leather girl--being held in the air by Mandy. Roxy's eyes were wide and pained at seeing the Greaser getting the shit kicked out of him, and she struggled helplessly in Mandy's tight, faux-nail grip.
Immediately, his mind came to a standstill.
He could help. He OWED Roxy actually, for helping him out with Bo. He didn't give a crap about anyone else here, but he actually OWED Roxy. But that meant...
...damn it.
"God!" Mandy said nastily to Roxy, as Ted threw another punch at Peanut's face. "Your boyfriend is, like, totally pathetic!"
"No, you are." Both Mandy and Roxy turned towards Benji's voice, and froze when they saw Benji aiming a slingshot right at Mandy's face. The small boy grimaced, before he whispered, "Please put her down, Mandy."
The cheerleader, more out of shock than anything else, slowly complied, and Roxy quickly scrambled away.
But Benji still kept his aim on Mandy. Without even turning around, he yelled loudly, "Hey, TED!"
The Jock leader looked in the small boy's direction, and Ted's jaw dropped when he saw his girlfriend just a second away from getting hit. And from a shrimpy kid, no less!
Benji enjoyed the stunned look on Ted's face, but it was short-lived. "Shortman!" Ted yelled angrily. "Get the hell away from Mandy!"
"Then take your goons and get out of here!" Benji yelled back, pulling even harder on his slingshot. "If you don't want Miss Mandy to have a concussion, I suggest you leave! NOW!"
The look of fury that Ted sent in his direction was so strong that for a second, Benji wanted to flinch. So much for joining the school's swimming and soccer teams...
After this little scenario, the Jocks would never let him join a team. He was now an official target to them for helping out these people, and come hell or high water, they were going to make sure that his life was as miserable as possible .
Goddamn it.
So, his mind whispered bitterly, this is what you get for helping people. Well, way to go, kid. Way to fucking go!
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:17:25 GMT -5
OFFICER KAY: Kay's arm was in absolute agony. Damon still held it up at a horrid angle, while kay threw punch after punch at him ucky suddenly came firing out of nowhere and hit Damon in the face with his spud gun. Kay fell down to the ground and landed on Dan, who was charging towards Benji. Having Kay fall on you was no laughing matter! She didn't even falter, standing up as fast as she could, she whipped a yard stick out of her sleeve - much to the other's amazement - and another out of her sock. She threw one to Beji.
"Use it!" She snarled. She took hers and brought it down on Damon's nose in a furious crack. She then lifted her heavy roit boot with a as much force as she could musted and it connected with Damon's testicles. He fell like a tree. Even through the sports cup he was wearing, the pain had decked him - for now.
She turned and saw Roxy's tear stained face, her heart missed a beat and she bolted over to her, leaping over Ricky, Vance and Ted, who were scrapping on the ground.
"Roxy!" She bellowed. Roxy looked at her and her eyes looked with a relife that made the adrenaline rush round Kay fiercly. She saw the perfectly maicured hnad, the toned arm and then the sneering, cheerleader's face.
"You!" Kay raged.
"You little friend deserves this for what you done," Mandy said quickly. She had hit it. Kay's weak spot. She had gotten them all into trouble?
"ILL FUCKING MURDER YOU!" Kay roared, and done the strangest of things. She brought back her Ice Hocket skills while fighting the jocks. How ironic?
She threw herself, upper torso first into Mandy's waist, slamming her to the ground. Her shock made her release the grip on Roxy. Kay grabbed the girl's throat and forced a thumb and her index finger behind her windpipe. Mady couldn't scream, she couldn't move or even breathe. Her face steadily went red... then purple... then blue.
"Never... ever touch... any of my friends again. Do you understand what im saying?" Kay growled at her.
"Kay no!" Dee had broken away from Juri and Anne shoved him backwards over a wall. Thier combined efforts wrenched Kay off Mady as she gasped for air like a new born baby.
"Kay, calm it," Anne chided sharply. Kay seemed not to hear, but pulled to get to her until Dee promptly sat on her and Anne pushed her arm up her back.
"Kay!" Anne shouted at her. "Listen to me. Mandy isn't worth it!" Suddenly, Kay's first friend at Bullworth's voice penetrated her brain and she stopped struggling. Dee stood up.
"Benji's been cornered by Ted," She said quickly, and set off to help him. Anne pulled Kay to her feet.
"You gotta controll that," She said to her. "You can't let it take over you again. Just hit them to the ground and leave it,"
Kay nodded. "I let it get the better of me, it was what she said." She said, taing a deep breath. Roxy put a hand on her shoulder.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:18:02 GMT -5
TURMOIL:
Ted stood like a tower to the timid boy. Ben still held the yardstick that Kay had tossed to him.
"Stay back," Ben gripped the yardstick, "Or I'll hit you!"
The large, brown-haired jock laughed, "You think that's gonna do anything?" Ben made an attempt to attack, but Ted was able to grap the yardstick, pull it out of Ben's hand, and break it in two.
Benji gulped, this is it...
Ted cracked his knuckles and grinned. He grabbed the boy by the shirt and readied his punch. Suddenly, Ted felt a light tap on his shoulder and turned, "Don't bother me when I'm abou-" A sharp pain to the eyes. Dee stood in back of Ted, spray can in hand. The jock dropped the kid and dropped to the floor with his hands on his eyes, screaming in pain.
"You little whore!" Mandy jumped at Dee, fingers ready to tear her skin off, "Don't touch my boyfriend!" The two hit the ground, Mandy on top, scratching Dee's face with all her might.
"Man," two injured greasers stood on the side, watching, "this is like, girlfight paradise."
"Yeah, but it'd be better if they were in bikinis."
Kay held Roxy's shoulders, "Roxy, we're gonna' need you to care for our fallen comrades." Roxy nodded, biting her lip. Kay let go and ran off with Anne.
Ted was down, for now, and a few jocks still stood tall. Most of the greasers had been wiped out and the nerds still stood on the sides, ranged weapons in hand. Anne and Kay returned to the battlefield, ready to assist their fellow soldiers.
Ben sat on the ground, in pain from the drop. The pretty girl was visible, trying to block the cheerleader's rapid clawing.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:19:21 GMT -5
OFFICER KAY: To Ben's shock, Kay weaved between the brawling kids and reached him, seeing the pain in his eyes, she grabbed his upper arm.
"Listen kid, i know you don't like me, but just trust me," She said sharply. There was a strength there in here eyes. A look of undying devotion to her friends. She put an arm around him and shelding him with her body, she rushed him across the battlefield towards Roxy.
"Roxanne will take care of you. No back chat and no running. Your in a bad way," Kay commanded.
"Thanks Kay," Roxy said, opening her bag and pulling out her first aid kit.
Ben looked at the tall nerd, but didn't say anything. Kay turned and saw Bucky being cornered by Juri, who had regained his strength. A wide grin spread over her serious face. "Woooohoooooo!" Kay shouted at the top of her lungs as she drop kicked Juri's back. "Don't touch my Bucky," she laughed, running away again before it registered with anoyone what she'd said.
Peanut's fist was bloodied and her was punching with his let hand now. He was obviously injured. Kay was torn. She saw Dee fighting with Mandy, who had already left deep gashes in the greaser girl's arms with her nails.
"Anne!" Kay shouted. Anne looked up, she had been looking for her slingshot, which had been knocked out of her hand by a charging Jock.
"Huh?" She yelled back.
"Give Dee a hand!" She said, pointing. Anne gave the thumbs up and started dragging Mandy off Dee. Kay turned to Peanut.
"Oi, Peanut," She yelled, nailing the jock on the chin.
"Kay! Where's Roxy?" He asked quickly. "She's not hurt is she?"
"She's cool, you had probably better go see her for your hand," Kay told him, as she tripped someone up.
"Sure, thanks, Kay," He said, giving her a quick salute and ran off towards The Nurse.
"I'm gonna turn you into poundcake!" Kay froze.
Damon came up behind her and grabbed her around the middle,pulling her into a bearhug, crushing her lungs and stomach. "Damon... you bast...ard," she gasped, digging her nails into his arms, but there was nothing she could do. He stopped crushing her and threw her as hard as he could into the autoshop wall, a pile of boxes, crates and car parts fell on her.
"Hahahaha!" He laughed stupidly as he now charged towards Anne. [/
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:20:08 GMT -5
MEMAI
Roxy wasted no time, quickly rushing over to her fallen friends, medical bag in hands. She kneeled beside Peanut first, seeing as he was the worst of the lot (and he was a favourite patient of her's).
"Roxy..." The Greaser managed through bleeding lips, "Oh God, did Mandy hurt you?" He tried to sit up, successful in his attempt as the girl helped him against a wall. His head was throbbing, he could smile, his eyes felt like they were bleeding and his lips were burning in pain. He could feel his muscles tense and twisted in his neck, arms and body sore and searing with pain. Peanut tried to move, eager to get back in the fight and avenge whoever or whatever it was that caused his new dear friend to cry into him that morning.
But she stopped him with a gentle hand to his chest. "Peanut, it's okay. Just... Just sit here and lemme doctor you up, alright?"
"Why were you crying." He was curt.
"It's... it's none of your business." She took out her bandages and iodine, her cold presses and anti-biotics. "What's important is getting that robust face back to it's shine and polish."
He smiled, he loved it when she used her English-ness in her words and sentences. Shine and polish indeed! But the smile soon vanished as he pressed on with his question, "C'mon, tell me. What got you cryin' this morning." He winced when his bleeding burning skin met with the relief of a cold towel.
"It's none of your business."
"Did the Jocks do it?"
"No."
"The Preppies? I bet they did."
"..."
"Well?"
"Peanut, please sit still." He could see the hurt look in her eye and asked no more. He sat there, waiting for the girl to finish her deed and move on to the next boy, but he had made it a point to find out who made her fall all over him, in tears no less.
"Will this take long?"
"Done." She neatly tied the bandage on his arm. Taking a small piece of tissue and dabbing away at his blood-stained lips, she smiled, "But be careful though; any girls you kiss or food you eat will taste strangely like blood. Anyway... here, I'll help you up. We'll get you over to those benches." Roxy took the boy's arm, trying so hard to lift him up. She managed and brought him to the nearest seat. "Sit here, alright?"
Peanut smiled once more, seeing her bandage and dress poor hapless Vance, who certainly took no mind to sending her into furious blushes with his arrogant flirts.
Roxy had other things in mind, she stole a moment to glance at her watch, feeling her heart sink as she did, Wait... don't the prefects come out, 'round this time...?
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:20:38 GMT -5
TURMOIL:
Benji gasped as he once again felt pain in his chest. Nurse McRae had told him not to exert himself for a few days so that the break in his ribs would heal faster, but like the moron he was...
"Just hold still," Roxy said gently, attempting to feel his ribs like she did before. Benji bit back a scream when she found his broken rib, and he shut his eyes when hers widened to the size of dinner plates. "You're seriously hurt! What were you thinking, coming here?"
He shoved Roxy's hand away, not at all comfortable with these group of people, and not trusting of her enough to accept help from her (though he DID trust her more than Kay).
"Hey!" Peanut yelled, his eyes narrowing at Benji's apparent rudeness. "Be nice, or else I'll hurt you more than the Jocks, hero."
Benji ignored him. Instead, he looked in the distance, and saw the pretty girl struggle to push the homicidal cheerleader off. He then blushed, as the sight of two girls--now three, as another girl joined the fray--attempting to claw each other's eyes out was a strangly intriguing scene, but he forced himself to regain focus. Instead, he turned his gaze towards the two injured, gawking Greasers.
"Aren't you going to stop then?" Benji asked dryly. The two Greasers gave him looks of disbelief in return.
"Kid, are you crazy?"one of the Greasers exclaimed. "Most people have to pay forty bucks to see action like this!"
The teenage male mind, Benji thought sarcastically. Typical. Sighing, he gingerly rose to his feet, and yelled to the girls, "Mandy!"
"WHAT?" The cheerleader looked up angrily in his direction, and the Greaser boys groaned at the cease in "girl fighting." "What the hell do you want, you little Nerd reject?"
"I'm not a Nerd," Benji said flatly. "But anyway...have you gained weight?"
With that, Mandy froze, which gave the pretty girl an oppertunity to punch her in the face, while the new girl pulled at her hair. Mandy hissed, and was about to resume her scratch attack when Benji spoke again.
"Seriously!" the wheat-blond boy yelled. "You look much bigger than the last time I saw you! Eating too many snack bars, lately?"
"Benjamin!" Roxy cried. "Don't!"
But it was too late. Mandy looked LIVID. "BAAAH! Shut up!"
Mandy leapt off of the pretty girl and ran towards Benji, but he screamed at the top of his lungs, "FAT PIG! LARDO! MOBIDLY OBESE STRUMPET!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGH!" Mandy promptly freaked out, and ran out of the Auto Shop as fast as she could. Ted, who was now recovering, rubbed his paint-filled eyes frantically as he chased after her.
"Hey, Mandy baby! Wait! You're not fat! YOU'RE NOT FAT!"
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:21:07 GMT -5
OFFICER KAY: "Urrggghhh..." Kay, under the rubble of the wall that had fallen ontop of her. There was a sudden wieght as something pressed on the rubble... and another... and another. People were jumping on the rubble to try and get over the wall of the autoshop. She saw a flash of Aquaberry. Then she saw black.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:21:51 GMT -5
MEMAI:
Benji snickered, teenagers were a wonder to nature; forced to study, observe and understand all that is complicated... yet their simple minds could only register what was simple and primal. He looked to Roxy with a glint in his eyes along with a smile, which soon died down as he noted her cross expression.
"What? At least I saved your friend from being clawed to death! Now we're even."
"Even?!" Roxy was confused to say the least, "Oh, my dear boy! She'll be after you now. What Damon does to you, she'll do thirty times worse, inclusive of unwanted snapshots you might have laying around."
x x x x x
People were jumping on the rubble to try and get over the wall of the autoshop. She saw a flash of Aquaberry. Then she saw black.
Standing with regal pride were the Preps, their very image on the same fighting grounds were enough to cause a temporary halt.
"Look what we have here, gentlemen. A fight." Derby spoke in his typical fashion; loud and boastful, "A fight between ill-educated 'athletes' and poor, trashy rebels," he shot a glance at Peanut, who returned the look with a spiteful one. The Prep and his gang came over to Roxy, nearly surrounding her and Benji, "Tell me, dear, did you do all this? Did you have ALL the boys fighting for you?"
Roxy remained silent, pained at having to look into those dastardly eyes, "Leave me and this boy alone. You've no business with us."
He bent down and looked into Roxy's own pair of blues, "Darling, if you're upset at me being around you, you should fight me back," he put a finger to her chin and smiled.
"YOU TRUST FUND TURD!" He heard Peanut scream in the back, "GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HER!" The Prep was amused, turning and seeing a desperate pauper, bandaged and bloodied, trying to release himself from the grasp of his well-minded friends.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 7, 2008 15:22:40 GMT -5
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Benji blinked, his childish mind not entirely grapsing what was going on in front of him. What he got so far, was this simple mental equation.
Derby + Roxy = Disturbing news for everyone.
"What're you doing, Derby?" Benji asked carefully, treading the line between being nosy and being ethnically moral. "Aren't you engaged to Pinky, or some crap like that?"
"Yeah!" one of the Greasers shouted in agreement. "You leave Roxy alone, or your little Preppie cousin's gonna find out you're a cheating bastard!"
Benji snorted. Derby ALWAYS cheated on Pinky. But with Roxy...Benji looked the seemingly Greaser-ish girl over again, and though about what he saw the day before. His eyes suddenly widened. Was this girl the one Darcy mentioned?
However, this was something he'd have to ask Roxy later. Upon his accusation, Derby had now turned his attention towards Benji, and was now messing Benji's hair so roughly that the small boy was amazed that the Prep leader didn't pull it out by the roots. "Not that it's any of your business," Derby said coldly, "but we're on a temporary hiatus. Satisfied, pauper?"
Benji grimaced, but didn't answer.
"Derby!" Roxy attempted to shove him away, but didn't do more than move him an inch or two. "For god's sake, leave him alone!"
"Yeah, Derby," Benji agreed, his tone becoming more and more mocking by the second. "Wouln't want Miss Darcy to be upset at you, would you? After all, she is your baby sister...and my girlfriend." Benji forced himself not to shudder at the last word.
He also forced himself not to scream when he heard a young girl shout, "That's right, Derby! You leave my poor Ben-Ben alone!"
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