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Post by AshHavynn on Mar 9, 2008 13:09:39 GMT -5
-----------------------------The leaves were red and orange, a stark contrast against the blue of the sky, the air was cold, clammy, winter was well on her way. Oh, but not before the festivities of ghosts and demons, parading about in fanciful costumes and boasting about sugary, tooth-rotting sweets.
Halloween was here, ladies and gentlemen, and Bullworth Academy wouldn't let itself miss out on one of the greater holidays brought to man's attention.
Decorations had already began to appear around the school, from black and orange streamers to cutesy Jack O' Lanterns and their skeleton friends. Students were already discussing with friends and cliques, what they'll wear and what clever theme they'd incorporate.
For the likes of Ethan and Vance, their announcements of going as a ninja and pirate respectively drew little to no excitement. It was expected after all; Ethan had an unhealthy obsession with the Eastern warriors and Vance had snuck off to the island more than once in a silly costume.
He was no Captain Jack Sparrow. And Ethan was no Akatsuki.
The little children, as mature as they claimed to be, were beaming with excitement, trick-or-treating and candies? Sucking up to seniors and not getting whacked over the head for it? SWEET! Literally.
REL watched boredly, mockingly, from her dorm room window. Scoffing.Halloween, utterly childish if you ask me.Much as she'd dare despise it, she was tempted by the idea of dressing up, without being judged for once. To parade around vainly and say it was all part of the act, to have the people hate you give you a thumbs up for that, it sounded too good to be true.
But that was the way of Halloween.
You dress up. You go around like a goof. You get candy and a toothache the next day.
But what the Hell. That was the fun of it.Happy Fuckin' Halloween!
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Post by AshHavynn on Mar 9, 2008 13:26:08 GMT -5
"I don't like Halloween," Kay said, looking bored.
"Oh come on, Kay!" Whined Melvin, tugging on her arms. "I need a fellow warrior to role play!"
"Noooooo," Kay fell out of the libary chair. She ad hid in here as it was the only place in the school that didn't have goofy skeletons dancing around or stupid jack-o-lanterns leering at her.
"Your such a spoil sport," Huffed Beatrice. "It's just a holiday, a bit of fun!"
"Yeah, for kids, Bea," Kay snapped. "Besides, i hate dressing up,"
"I love it!" Cornielus cried.
"Because yor an amature actor!" Kay protested, sticking her thumb between the pages of the book she was reading. She picked herself up off the floor and dusted her butt off.
"You weren't that bothered last yer when you dressed up as me," Beatrice said in a small voice. Kay remembered that particularly cruel Halloween. Bucky went pink, but thankfully a loud voice screeched through the room.
"You hooligan! I thought i told you never to come back in here after you made a ruckus with that big boy, Damon!" The libararian screamed at Kay, suddenly appearing from nehind the desk.
"Oh dear god, it wasn't MY fault," Kay protested as the woman wrenched the book out of her hnads and attempted to chivvy her out of the building.
"I don't care!"
"I HAVE to study!"
"You're barred for another 48 hours!" She snapped. Kay sighed, allowing herself to be shooed out. Bucky, Beatrice and Thad followed her.
"Why don't we go down to Dragon's Wing?" Thad asked.
"Yeah, i suppose we should," Kay said, kicking at a pile of leaves.
"The bruising in your face is almost away," Beatrice examined her critically. Kay brushed her off.
"Let's get going, it's cold," She zipped up her track jacket over her green sweater vest and hurried towards the gates, deliberatley looking at the ground, to avoid the stupid faces of the decorations.
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Post by AshHavynn on Mar 9, 2008 13:26:48 GMT -5
Anne ran out of the dorm shouting,"HELL YEAH!HALLOWEEN IS HERE!WOOT!"Anne has always admired Halloween and Mischeif Night.Mostly because she can be as ugly as she wants and no one will give a flying turd.
Anne sprung around campus screaming in hears and bashing pumpkins.Her main holiday was Halloween!She loves to dress up and get high off candy.She ran past Ben and Roxy and flashed her fancy Halloween pin that she had on.Ben tilted his head and Roxy just shrugged.
"Hey Anne, what's the rush?" Roxy chuckled.
Anne backed up slowly and started to answer when Russell came stomping in from the School's back entrance. He was sobbing a little and was holding a peice of paper.
"Yo, Russ, what's up?Why are you activating those huge tear ducts all of a sudden?"Anne snarled.Her face in a devious smirk.
"Russell get F on algebra quiz!Now Russell take it out on Pretty Lady!RAWR!" Russell boomed.He pounded his chest like an ape and pounced on Anne like a Cheetah.
"Grrr!Get the fuck off me you damn, dirty ape!" Anne managed to scream while Russell began to pound her.
"Russell Get off pretty lady when pretty lady go out with Russell" Russell growled.
"Not likely you overgrown chimp!" Anne frowned.Her face red from embarrassment.She started to stuggle free, but his grip was too tight.She was caught by the big, hairy bully.
"Hey!"Someone shouted from a distance. "Need some help, Harpe?"From far away it looked like a boy but instead it was a girl.She had black hair and a grey sweater vest.It was Dee!
"Yeah, Dee! Get this hairy creep offa me!" Anne scowled.
Dee helped lift Russell off Anne.With the help of prefects and students of course.Anne finally got up and brushed herself off.
"Hey Anne, I heard that you've been bouncing around screaming that Halloween is here." Dee scoffed.
"Yeah, so?" Anne sneered.She was possibly the only 9th grader who loves Halloween.
"Nothing...Oh, by the way...Kay was kinda wondering where you are.You better find her..." Dee mumbled.Anne's eyes lit up with surprise and zoomed to wherever Kay was at.
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Post by AshHavynn on Mar 9, 2008 13:27:22 GMT -5
Kay, Beatrice, Bucky and Thad had just reached the door of DW comics when a figure came flaying out of no where, nearly bowling Kay over.
"Anne," She gasped. She had fallen ontop of the sign to DW comics and kneed herself in the face - again.
"Yup, the one and only!" She cried. She pulled Kay to her feet. "Hello Nerds!" she said to Bucky, Thad and Beatrice. She then put her hnad into Bucky's pocket and wrenched out a five dollar bill.
"That'll do me nicly for lunch!"
"No it won't," Kay gave her a frown and took the money off her, replacing it with a bill of her own. She handed the money back to Bucky, who looked like he might cry.
"Awww you spoil sport!" Anne grinned, nudging her and pocketing the money.
"What is it with that phrase today?" Kay rolled her eyes.
"So, whatcha dressing up as?" Anne asked.
"I'm not,"
"WHAT?! Why?!" She demanded.
"Because i hate halloween!" Kay shrugged.
"Your wierd," Anned edged away from her as if she had bubonic plague.
"We told her that too," Beatrice said, eager to keep on Anne's good side.
"She didn't hesistate last year when she dressed up as you!" Anne laughed.
"Anne. This. Is. Not.The. Time." Kay told her form the corner of her mouth.
"Bah, when will it ever be? Hey listen, Russel got another F in his Algebra homework and he still can't decide weather he wants to crush me or has a crush on me!" She exclaimed. "Couldn't you do his homwork for him or something?"
"I dunno, depends how much he's paying,"
"I daresay hell beat someone up for the cash,"
"Well, if it's a good sum, i'm cool,"
"Hello, still alive here!" Thad said, indignantly.
"Sorry, guys, let's go." She went to the basement of DW, saying 'hi' to the shopkeeper, who was wearing a cringeworthy Sailor Moon's Tuxedo Mask costume. Kay nearly puked.
Th worst was yet to come. The basement had been decked out in Halloween items.
"ARRRGGHHHH!" Kay screamed with frustration. Fatty, who was already down there looked taken aback.
"It's not that scary!" He retorted, missing the point. Kay screamed again.
"I despise Halloween!!!!"
((Don't worry, she will get mor interesting!))
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Post by AshHavynn on Mar 9, 2008 13:28:00 GMT -5
"Oh, cool! What is this place?" Dee stepped into the basement, amazed at the cool props that the nerds had set up.
The nerds stared at her awkwardly; Dee had never really taken interest in any of their work.
"Oh, hey, Dee. I see you've stumbled upon this magical place, at last." Kay sighed while staring at the decorations, "Unfortunately, someone attacked this place's look with some Halloween crap."
"Hey, it's not that bad. I like it," Dee flicked the rubber bat that was hanging from the ceiling. It gave off some weird squeaking noise... "Anyway, what are you dressing up as this year?"
Kay's arms were crossed. She looked completely uninterested.
"Uh, yeah, she's not gonna'." Anne rolled her eyes.
"What?! Are you serious?! But you have to!" The black-haired girl shouted in shock.
Kay looked even more annoyed than before, "No, I don't. And there's nothing you can do to make me."
"You sure?"
(( GOD DAMMIT I AM SLEEPY. G'night all |D ))
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Post by AshHavynn on Mar 9, 2008 13:28:51 GMT -5
"What... What was that about?" Benji looked in the direction Anne and Russell had run off to, still dumbfounded.
Roxy had her jaw hanging for a moment, but returned to her lady-like posture soon after, "I'm not quite sure, but I dare say I'm excited for Halloween!" She squealed.
"I thought they didn't celebrate Halloween in England, if I'm not mistaken."
"Ah, contrary to popular belief, we English too have a wild side. Although, we celebrate it in November, not October." She smiled.
"Tch, coulda fooled me.... So, what're you going as?"
"Mmm, I won't tell until you tell me what you're going as."
"C'mon, don't play games. I asked you first," the boy bumped against Roxy, "I bet it'll be boring."
"Actually, it had be frightened the first time my mother showed it to me! And that was just the preview!"
"So... you don't even know what you're going as."
"Technically? No. But I've a fairly good idea, as I'm sure you would too!"
"It's settled then, I won't show you until Halloween itself, got it?"
Roxy was about to open her mouth to say something, until that one, horrifying, piercing scream broke through the school's atmosphere.
"BEEEEEENNNN-BBBEEEENNNN!!!!"
"DARCY! Hide me!" Benji ran behind Roxy, hiding under her coat tails.
But to hide from Darcy Harrington proved too impossible a feat, for she dragged the object of her affection out and gave him a prompt, tight hug.
"Roxy..."
"Oh, Ben-Ben, I haven't seen you all day, don't tell me you've been hanging out with this crazy!" She stuck her tongue out at Roxy, who only gave a haughty sniff and a wave of the hand.
"Oh please, my dear child. You're brother should be the one labelled crazy."
"Pffft. I'll give her that she's observant."
"Ugh... Darcy, can't you let go, please? I... I can't breathe..."
"Nonsense Ben-Ben!" She hugged him tighter. Benji mouthing out words of despair and plea to Roxy.
"Sorry Ben,"the English girl said with a blush, looking over to the Auto Shop and smiling, "I... I promised Peanut that I'd dilly-dally with him till the other boys come back from class."
"Teenagers..."
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Post by AshHavynn on Mar 9, 2008 13:33:59 GMT -5
REL finally killed her own vibrato and fell back into her bed. Truth was, she loved Halloween more than any other holiday. Unfortunetely, she had ordered from RWW's costume department one of those 1/2 sexy red dress 1/2 concealing white dress Angel/Devil costumes, sent in her measurements, and ended up with some heapish mess that was too tight in the waist and too loose in the hips, making the altogether outfit look hideous. And lately, with all of Roxy's drama that REL just happened to get herself reeled into, she simply HADN'T had the time to make the necessary alterations, and Halloween was HERE.
She ALWAYS threw a huge house party and invited everyone she knew on Halloween, but she couldn't to that now in Bullworth without a costume. She'd have to call Loretta the housemaid and tell her to just pass out candy to trick-or-treaters.
How boring. It was enough to make her cry, or puke, or both. It looked that this would be a most miserable Halloween for miss Wigglesworth.
Stupid Nightingale. I knew I never should have given her the time of day, but no, I simply HAD to get involved in her wretched petty drama with that two-faced jerk of a sexy piece of greaser. Still I think I'll let her find out for herself about his past relationships. ...Still I should have told her, straight to her scarred and frightened face, and ruin whatever... "love" they might have for each other.
She rolled off of her bed. She knew what was really going on: She was truly proud of Roxy for starting to stand up for herself, though insanely jealous of her relationship with Peanut--obviously seeing hints of something she deemed herself undeserving of. Her bad mood was all created by her not having a thing to do this year.
Foul lunatic child's play of a holiday.
Suddenly, she started as her cellphone rang the song "Happy Ending." That would be Seraph, calling, which made REL no more happier than she was previously, if not worsening her spirits.
"What do you want!!? I am not in the mood for idle chit-chat, Harper--" She was interrupted by the girl on the other line, who didn't seem to be paying attention at all to what REL was saying.
"RE, I hope you didn't run out and buy that retarded heaven/hell dress this year, Because I saw the absolute freaking coolest outfits at Cold Issue and I was thinking we should do the party this year as like, Rocker chicks... Or goths.. Or Demon-Vampiresses--or, really any number of dark entities could be associated with these clothes, but yeah I'm sure you'll snag any little boy your pathetic and somewhat crazed heart desires. Oh yeah, and I got make-up, too. Lots of it-- and temporary hair color spray and multicolor extensions, man there went 3 paychecks--" And now it was REL's turn to interrupt. She was entirely elated that the Bayonette had yet again come to her rescue, but her lips betrayed her.
"I don't WANT your filthy low-life goth clothes-- I have well enough to contend with the greasers 24/7 as it is, and for your information, I am HOLDING my costume in my hands AS WE SPEAK."
"...Yeah. And it's the heaven/hell mix again, isn't it?"
"...No. I'll have you know I went out of my way to formulate and craft a most entriquite evaluation of my perfect Halloween costume, and you won't be seeing it because you are NOT invited--"
Her dorm door swung open as if naturally, and Seraph leaned against the doorway, 2 large Cold Issue bags in her arms, cellphone balanced between her ear and shoulder, staring skeptically at the dark-complected girl.
"Oh, gawd, it's the heaven/hell costume-- back from hell again I see!" REL flushed a deep red in embarrassment. It was true, she had worn the same concept the past 3 years of Halloween. Seraph proceeded to walk up to the garment, hold it up, and open the window, pausing, not to the sound of REL's cries, but at the proportions. "Girl, I know your hips are NOT that big."
REL ran up to the silver-haired girl and tried to snatch away the dress. "Give me that!" she shouted, angrily, but the Amazon princess was just too tall, and held it above the rich girl's head with ease. "You're not going to throw that out the window!!" She almost said it more as a question than a demand, rather a request. Seraph rolled her eyes and smiled.
"Of COURSE not..." REL sighed. "I'm gonna catch it on fire and THEN shoot it out the window!!"
"NO!!"
And just as she'd described, Seraph pulled out her lighter and set the highly flammable costume into flames, tossing it out into the courtyard. It floated through the sky in flames, and incredibly smoothly for an article of clothing. It soon disappeared into the horizon, and REL stood gaping at the window in disbelief.
"So as I was saying, we're gonna throw that MAD party again this year, but I guess we'll use your Bullworth dig, and yeah there's some cute boys and girlies here I guess, like that Pa..rker whatever emo prep dude and that Lola chick--"
"First off, I never gave you permission to help me throw my extravagant annual Hallow's eve party extravaganza, so do NOT just walk into my room and begin planning things with me, if I remember correctly, we are NOT friends, Harper, I simply tolerate your rude homosexual obsession with me because we were once formerly Bayonettes togetrher and I MUST harbour that kind of respect for you, and because I would have a gay crush on myself, too."
There was a moment of skeptical silence at REL's last self-absorbed comment before Seraph could reply to the first statement: "Oh, gawd, you've cancelled the party. Why? How? How much crud did you get Loretta to buy before you just CHANGED your mind? Did nobody RSVP? Oh good gawd, you got DUMPED, didn't you?? Ok, don't head for the Ben & Jerry's yet, girl, I can FIX this my mama's a Grade A hooker--"
A scoff. "That's flattering simply because my mother was recently degraded to Grade D, I'm sure. Anyway, I didn't CANCEL the party... and I'm sure everyone would like to come, because they may not know it now but there isn't anyone who throws a party like that of REL Wigglesworth."
"................Girl, cut the french, I KNOW you know street slang, say it: 'Ain't NO party like a Wigglesworth party. SAY IT!!"
"...I beg your pardon, but I have since become a refined young lady, and I no long speak with such--"
"Yeah, yeah, just put on your costume and let's hurry up and get this party started. I mean I'm sure you can wear it-- Cold Issue stuff is EXPENSIVE; 64$ for a miniskirt!??" She threw the bag at REL, who had to use the whole of her tiny frame to catc it, including one leg, and was now standing like a flamingo.
"I already stated quite plainly I am NOT wearing your 'costume' nor am I throwing a party with YOU--"
"Really? But I'm sure if you threw the smash-hit Halloween jam of the MILLENIUM, a certain Bullworth boy would fall head over knees for you..."
"Oh, PLEASE, Seraph, as if you knew of any of my current love affairs--"
"Red hair, blue eyes, pale skin, wears kinda a funky cocky smile? And let me guess, wears Aquaberry." The brit's jaw dropped, in amazement at Seraph's prediction, but she quickly regained herself, and trying not to sound too freaked out or excited by the contents of that clothing bag, replied cooly.
"I'll call the chauffer."
"Wait! You said, 'first off'! Wasn't there a 'nextly'?" Seraph called after REL.
"Oh, yes. Don't waste your time on that Lola girl, she's a bigger harlot than both our mothers."
"Good gawd."
Seraph left the room, her own bag in hand, with a cheeky smirk, thinking to herself.
"Dumb blonde LEAVES her sketchbook open on the bed all the time to stare at her latest crush's face."
----------------------------------------------- Meanwhile, a burnt heaven/hell dress that now moreso resembled a long shirt drifted down onto the dumpster outside of Dragon Wing's Comics. (Assuming there is one.) The red was almost blackened, the white was now grey and vanilla with smoke, and there were countless holes burnt into it, with one large one burned over the midrift section. With perhaps some fishnet shirt, a pair of torn jeans, and some more rips, the torched top could make a nice outfit. And so Kay bursted out the back door to the comic book store, trying to get away from all things Halloween until she spotted something with a tiny flame dieing on it.
"Eh? Fire? In a dumpster? I gotta check this out."
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:30:58 GMT -5
The flames died down, the outfit in the garbage could still be savaged, with a bit of creativity. Kay and Dee crowded around the can, eyeing the piece with much curiousity.
"What is it?" The Russian doll asked, head tilted and finger to her chin.
"I... don't know," the tall nerd braved the foul smell and held the article up, "It looks like a dress... thing."
"No, no, I think it's a shirt," Dee said, feeling the fabric between her fingers, "This is much too short for a dress... unless you're Wigglesworth."
"Tch, true that. Still, I wonder why this thing looks... burnt."
"Who knows, really. But... if you look at it this way..." the black haired girl took the shirt away from the taller girl's hands and held it up, "I bet it'll make an awesome costume!"
x x x x x
"What?" Roxy dropped her shoulders, figure hunched and wearing a dreary pout. "What do you mean he won't be out for a while?"
Norton shrugged, "Neil called 'im in for some help. He'll be out soon, I wouldn't worry over him too much." The black greaser patted her head, causing her cap to go well over her eyes.
"Oh..." She said, fidgeting with her cap, "Well, I suppose I could go over there and keep Vance... oh God... did it have to be Vance?" That mirror-under-the-shoe trick is getting so OLD!
Norton snickered at this, but did his best to try and not to burst out laughing at the girl's unfortunate choice of company, "'Ey, we're all good guys."
"I imagine so.... all the same, Halloween is coming up, what're you going as?"
"Eh? Me?"
"Yes, yes. I've got a good idea for my costume, although it would be nice to hear what the other's are going as. I want to save the embarassment of going as the same thing as everyone else!"
Preppie. 100% Preppie. "Betcha wouldn't know."
"Oh?"
"Tell ya what, we all come over and meet up here," he pointed towards the space between his shoes, "Then surprise each other... Hell, scare each other shitless for Halloween. First guy that cries has to clean up shop."
The other greasers heard this, and came over, interest picqued, "Oh really? We're having a scare-off?" Ricky said, cocking an eyebrow and looking particularly smug.
"Totally, we can do it like last year, scare that whimpy kid Algie into pissin' his pants."
Roxy, however, missed out on last year's festivities, but kept her chin up, after all, it could only get better for a celebration like Halloween. Why cry over something that remained in the past?
That was good advice, why didn't I take THAT to heart?
"Bet'cha what, I bet Peanut there won't have us scarin' off Nightingale here."
"Yeah, he'll take us all out after seeing her cry."
"Oh you!" Roxy folded her arms across her chest, "I'm not that easily frightened. Tell me, is one of your most thought-of fantast slicing a person open and fiddling with his insides?" She spoke in her calm, quiet manner, said with such ease it was almost scary.
"Well... uhh..."
"I thought so. All the same, we should make it fair. If I cry and end up scared, I'll be glad to clean up for you boys."
Then, came muffled giggles, but stopped when they heard her next lines, "Of course, I doubt that'll happen, considering I'll be given an edge for MY costume!"
Lefty, who watched and listened intently smugged as he leaned against the frame of the shop class. He turned to Peanut, who was struggling with a car, "Ya heard that?"
"Hmm?"
"Boys are gonna have a scare off, you in?"
"What's the.. 'punishment'?" Please don't say 'list down your crushes'!
"Clean up after shop."
"That's... not so bad. I guess. But you know... the shop never does stay cle— OW!"
"Damnit, Larry, focus!"
"Sorry, Neil."
"Anyway, Norton's been goading Nightingale 'bout being a scardy cat, so she's in."
"WHA— ACK!" He crashed his head on the hood, jumping from start, "She's... she's actually gonna do it?"
"'Guess so. Maybe she dinna like the boys callin' her scared and all."
"She... She has her moments."
"Yeah, 'moments'."
Oh great, Peanut thought, Now she's gonna have to clean up shop, I have to make sure she doesn't get ANYWHERE near the boys on Halloween night.
He blinked.
That is... if I can find her. What the Hell was she going as again?
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:31:34 GMT -5
Benji, Pedro, Sheldon, Gloria, Karen, and for some reason, Darcy, all stood around the Bullworth fountain with devilish gleams in their eyes.
With the approach of Halloween just around the corner, there was only one thing in the minds of four out of the five children.
"We're gonna get lotsa candy! We're gonna get lotsa candy!" Karen sang cheerfully, throwing an arm around Benji's shoulders as she did so. Dacry made a noise of shocked, angry surprise at this display, but Karen merely stuck her tonghue out at the Prep and snuggled away.
It was all for naught. Benji didn't even notice the Jock-ish girl's show of affection. "Okay," the wheat-blond boy said. "We're gonna take the route from the Vale to Bullworth Town, and if we have time, we go to New Coventry to con some stale candy from the Greasers."
"Stale candy?" Gloria made a face. "Why would we want stale candy? It'll give us stomachaches!"
"It's not for us," Benji explained. "Some of the older kids are gonna try to steal our candy when we get back. I heard that some of the Bullies got wind of our trick o' treating expedition...so the stale candy is gonna be a decoy."
"And THEN!" Darcy said loudly, crossing her little arms in a huff. "We can all go to one of the parties in the Vale! There's at least several parties going on that night. My brother and I simply havn't decided on which one to go to, that's all." Darcy then looked at Benji, and sighed. "I have this really nice princess costume, and I think it'll go nicely with your fantasy outfit, Ben-Ben..."
Benji raised a brow. "I dunno, Dar. I mean, that doesn't really fit with the Final Fantasy theme the rest of us have..."
"I'm gonna be a Chocobo!" Pedro shouted happily.
"Kimari for me!" Sheldon grinned.
"Lady Yuna, of course," Gloria said smugly.
"Rikku...because we all know that she fits better with Tidus than Yuna does," Karen said as-a-matter-of-factly.
Gloria turned to Karen, outraged. "WHAT? I think not, Johnson! Yuna and Tidus are the cannon couple!"
"It made no sense, Gloria!" Karen snapped back. "Rikku met Tidus first! They bonded!"
"Shut up, the both of you!" Darcy screamed. "Princesses are a much better theme!"
As the girls bickered on, Benji turned to the boys with a sigh. "So...have you guys heard about the whole scare off thing the guys like to have?"
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:32:03 GMT -5
"So, Loretta, I'm going to need that DJ to be there by 8 o'clock. Yes, that's early, and probably no one will show up until 10 or 11, but if anyone lifeless does happen to arrive misinformed of when a Halloween party should begin, I want them entertained. Now tell me, the DJ will play inside, but we will take the party to the backyard--of course-- with our temperature controlled swimming pool and whatnot, especially since if it happens like last year we'll run out of room in the house. What bands can we hire that can make the plane trip within the next 4 hours? NO, I do NOT want Green Day at my party. I'd ask Seraph to call Static Symphony, but no local band will do. You can schedule them as an opening show if you please, however. Oh, what about KORN? They do a magnificant job of playing a creepy sort of rock. No, Loretta I don't CARE how much money you must pay them-- get them here! If all else fails, call daddy. He'll offer them an adequate sum for their troubles. Yes. Have the decorations arrived? Good, good, start bringing whatever you can lift out of the attic, I'll be over there with help as soon as I can."
She closed her cell, looking in the mirror with a smile. She was wearing some gothic heavy metal version of a corsette with a wide fishnet armwrap over it. An extremely punkish choker, a gothic "Leo" sign medallion, a strap and chain miniskirt in black and red, torn wide fishnets with over-the-knee thigh high black and red stockings, and large black biker boots. Seraph really had gone out of her way to put this outfit together. It seemed really well thought-out. And left in the bag were a gothic purse, hoards of black and red make-up, faux tattoos and piercings, black hairspray color, and red and grey and black extensions, as well as jewelry. Lots of chunky jewelry. It was one of the absolute most adorable outfits the Wigglesworth girl had ever seen, though she would never make that remark out loud. She began to change back into her regular autumn clothing and placed the articles of clothing gingerly back in the bag, excitement for the coming night filling her as she left the room, completely forgetting about the horridly proportioned costume that had been set afire and thrown to the dogs.
On her way out of the dorm she handed Seraph the bag and ordered her to the expensive black car waiting in the parking lot. She still had things to do-- the flyers she had made 2 months ago after working all year in Photoshop had yet to be hung. So Seraph took the expensive clothes and tossed them in the back seat, sitting by them comfortably as the driver left for the Vale. She smiled cheekily.
I can't believe it's only been a year and she's already forgotten the Halloween Bayonette tradition! If only Bullworth HAD a dance team we wouldn't have to worry about this. She should hurry up and find a director for a Drill Team at Bullworth or something, her skills are getting rusty. She pulled out her Cellphone.
"Hey, Sahara? Yeah, we're on. The Bayonettes are crashing a party at the Bullworth Vale tonight! There's gonna be loud music and GREAT food and all that other good rich kid stu--what? ...Yes, Sahara, there will be hot guys. Gawd you and REL have one-track minds, I swear sometimes you sound just like her."
------------------------------------- REL raced through the school with obvious haste and urgency, slapping flyers of her massive houseparty on every bathroom door and classroom entrance and clique's domain and teacher's back in sight. They were on lockers and trashcans and windows and a few people's faces. There was a picture from last year's party aesthetically juiced up into black and white with the colors of the strobelights accenting the shapes of the celebrating bodies in their costumes. Considering this particular party had been in BC, there was an excessive amount of females in the picture, most of which were sexy but there was definitely the prescence of a few socially challenged-- rockin' on like everyone else. The posters read:
"The Vale has been known to pass out the best candy. ---Trick or treating is SO last year.--- What happens at 1309 STAYS at 1309, and any other 'party' is just a punchbowl gathering.
All cliques, genders, sexualities, and social statuses accepted. No children allowed."
The picture, however, spoke more than any of the words could, the words were merely a clever way to announce location of the party.
Oh, the many powers of photoshop. ------------------------------------------------
"What's this?" Earnest picked a flyer out of a book he had just checked out. "Party? Sexy ladies~, oh who cares, we'd never get past the bouncer--ALL SOCIAL STATUSES ACCEPTED?! I've got to tell the crew oabout this!" The misguided thought of grinding against one or more of the many sexy ladies in the photo intrigued him greatly as he donned his bike and sped for the comic book store.
Unfortunetely, little did REL know that the sexy lassies in that outdated photo-- the well known Bayonette dancers-- would be truly coming to this party after it got hot.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:32:18 GMT -5
Great! Americans always act weird all year - so whats interesting about Oct. 31st to make them even more weird?!
For some odd reason, people always acted 5 times weird during Holloween. Robbie started getting nervous about it, knowing that his family refused to celebrate Holloween. Damn fundamental christians - that's why he hates God!
Robert--just calm down, and look for Benjamin..... By now he should've made a plan to survive the holiday....I hope... The Australian's mind tried to reassure it's body. His plans for Holloween, is to be a chaperone to Benji and the other little kids, while they trick o' treat....Fantastic! All Robbie, just wanted to do is: just lock himself in his dorm--with chips, dorritos, minties and cola--and watch the 'Final Destination' series he rented out. 'No!' says Darcy, 'you cannot do that when both my Ben-Ben's and MY person will be in relative danger!'.
God, how he hates the little bitch-in-the-making! How he want's to suffocate her with a pillow! How he want's to strangle her with that obnoxious jump-rope of her's! How he want's to throw her into the boiler under the school! That little skank Harrington, is the cause of all of his problems!.... And IF he's planning on killing the brat, he could do it tonight, in his 'Manhunt Smiley' costume which he'll be wearing. It sounds all too perfect
He immediately ejected all those thoughts of homicide, when he saw Banji and the other little kids, around the fountain. Perfect to test out the mask of his costume now. he reached under his sweater and pulled out a yellow Smiley mask(which isn't smiling, but smirking), with a few dents and chunks of it missing, with 'ALL THINGS MUST DIE' messily scrawled across it in red paint; he's been working n it all week in Art class
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:37:42 GMT -5
"Princess!" Darcy screamed.
"Final Fantasy!" Gloria and Karen shrieked.
"PRINCESS!"
"FINAL FANTASY!"
"PRINCESS!"
"FINAL FANTASY!"
"Would you all SHUT UP?!" Benji roared, a vein throbbing in his forehead. "For the love of god, I can't hear myself THINK--"
"RAAAAAAAAAAWWWR!" All of a sudden, a tall boy wearing a cracked, demented looking smiley mask jumped out from behind the fountain. The kids all shrieked with horror at the dilapitated mask, along with the very creepy "All things must die" motto written on the costume in hectic, frightening letters.
"SPARE US, OH CRETURE FROM THE UNDERWORLD!" Pedro, Sheldon, and Darcy screamed, as they hid behind the fountain in terror. However...Benji, Karen, and Gloria reacted by pulling out their Final Fantasy weapons from god-knows-where, and began to whack the intruder very, VERY painfully across the head and torso with thier steel-made arsenal.
"Take that, you bastard!" Benji yelled, swinging his steel-like copy of Tidus's broadsword heavily on the intruder's foot.
"Die, you fiend!" Gloria shouted, smacking the masked boy with her hard, brightly colored, but definately METAL staff.
"You won't scare us again!" Karen shrieked, poking the smiley with her claws.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:38:00 GMT -5
"Costumes, costumes, costumes, that's all you guys ever think about!" Kay grumped as Dee and the other guys nattered on about the burnt and battered dress.
"Jeez, kay, you could go as yourself and scare people!" Dee retored, devilishly.
"Haha, hillarious," Kay replied, annoyed.
"But look, it fits your hips!" Dee held the dress up against her friend's thighs.
"Ew!" Kay leapt backwards. "It's a DRESS Dee. I NEVER wear dresses or skirts unless i'm wearing shorts under."
"Well wear Shorts or jeans under! No way you'd look decent in that tart's hankie!" She exclaimed.
"Dee you do say the oddest things-"
"Hey, what's that!?" Bucky ran forwards and picked up the glossy leaflet. The image spalshed across the page made even Kay's eyes light up.
"Oh god... Hotties... Strobes... Close dancing... NO CHILDREN! I HAVE to go to this party," Kay said, practically drooling.
"But look, they have COSTUMES on," Dee said, waving the leaflet in Kay's face.
"Hey, 1309? That's the Wigglesworth Manor," Beatrice said.
"I'm not even gonna ask how you know that," Anne said flatly.
"We HAVE to go," Dee said, looking evil.
"No duh, we're definately invited, see?" Anne pointed to the social stautus and sexualities part.
"That means there could be some intense girl action," Kay grinned.
"So you in?" Dee coaxed.
"I guess so,"
--
Kay had not emerged from the basement for while. Dee and Anne had disspeared to get thier costumes together.
"A little blood here,"
Splash. Laugh.
"A little more there,"
SPLASH... drip... drip... drip...
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"I can't get into the bloody autoshop!" Neil raged
"And she won't even speak to you?!" Lefty asked, astounded.
"Nah, she's locked herself in and she's messing around with something!" He replied, pacing outside the shop door.
"She's laughing..." Ricky said, gulping.
"How can you kiss that gal? She's insane!" Lefty cried.
"Seriously, i wonder that alot."
"Gas, lot's of Gas!!"
Clink... grind.... burnnnn
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:38:37 GMT -5
"You're wearin' something nice. And that's final," Kirby demanded, his arms folding over one another. "Or I'll give you poooundcake."
Chast sighed, turning her nose up at the brown-haired jock. Damn Halloween. Sure, the mischief and destruction was enough to make one's little mind explode with anxiousness, but this year was different. The whole jock faction was due to dress up tonight because of some party they were due to attend at some house in Old Bollworth Vale.
... The rulers of the school, dressed in costumes. Glitter sprinkled, tight fitting, nerdy-themed, hideous costumes. Wonderful.
"Mmm, sounds yummy," the blonde sighed dully, not the least bit intimidated by Kirby's insult.
"Dude, c'mon Chast!" Kirby shouted, wrapping one arm around the smaller girl. "Look at you all stressed and crap. I'm tellin' yea, you should really give this a try. 'Sides, there's gonna be this huge party tonight."
Hell, maybe he was right. She had been pretty stressed, and it had been a while since she had wore somthing different. A party also sounded good about now, as Chast could hear her stomach grumble with hunger.
"Well, alright, guess it can't be that bad, " she surrendered, shyly shrugging her shoulders.
"Promise?"
"...Promise."
"But, what to wear?"
"Heh, dun worry! I've got somethin' you'll like," Kirby exclaimed happily, jumping up from the bench he had been occupying.
Giving him a look of confusion, Chast soon followed. "Well, is it comfortable and sporty?"
"Eh, I guess y'can say that," Kirby said, indicating where the item was located. "Why of course it is, I made it myself in sewing class," he smiled, finally hoping to get the jock girl in something more stylish for the party. "Hmm, maybe I can get Mandy to do the rest."
--- Taking a few steps back, Mandy let out a sigh. She hated having other grisl in her room, more or less doing something like this, but it would show the school that she was the best at make-overs, even better than that REL whore. Maybe then Beatrice would come crying to her.
The girls dorm that afternoon had been filled with laughter and sunshine. The sound of girls discussing what they would wear and the rummaging of dresser drawers filled the hallways, reminding Chast of the time approaching.
However, something did not feel right. Despite being blindfolded by Mandy, the small jock felt horrible. She felt as if she were being suffocated at the waist, and her face was... rather stick feeling with dried liquids and some powdery substance.
"Like, you can totally take it of now. Oh my gosh, you're like a real girl now! Though, I don't think I can get rid of the fat. Sorry"
Chast suddenly felt her heart stop for a good 5 seconds at the sight of her own reflection.
What. The. Fuck.
KIRBY," she pondered with balled fists and a vision to commit bloody murder.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:50:36 GMT -5
By now REL was shouting orders as to where Loretta and the butler should hang the decorations and place the stereos and arrange the dancefloor, and Seraph was lugging the heavy boxes from the attic, most likely containing the lights for the party. There was a stage in the back yard, high enough to prevent any possible fans from running onstage, a local and unlocal rockband was hired both, there were countless tables set up for food that the caterers would bring within one hour before dark, and every bedroom in the house minus REL's and her basement bedroom was unlocked, straightened up, blacklights hung, and stereos in each.
This girl was possibly the only one ever to plan a party and actually condone anyone taking it to the 'back room.' Indeed this mansion was being set up for one heckuva night. And REL was certain that she'd by midnight have managed to get everyone over the age of 13 to her party.
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