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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:51:02 GMT -5
"Okay, Kay," Dee rapped on her Dorm door. "You could have painted the whole room with three coats of paint the leangth of time you've taken putting on make up!"
"Done!" Kay shouted triumpantly. She flung open the door. Dee and Anne looked shocked.
Kay had salvaged the burnt dress and had sewn pieces of fishnet and black gauze to the spaces on the dress. She had a pair of rabaged jeans on, burnt as badly as the dress, and both splattered with thick, dark blood. Her burns that she had recieved from previous pyromainia attacks had been accentuated by make-up art and talcum to make her unburnt skin look as pale as it would go. She had put darker, brownish black eyeshadow under her eyes, perfecting the corpse look. She was also wearing a blonde wig, back-combed and burnt at the ends. In her hands she held, i her bandages hands, a long metal instrument, attatached to a gas canister on her back.
"Kay, that is NOT a flame thrower," Anne gasped.
"Yes, it is, baby," Kay replied, a wink.
"The blood looks so real." Dee commented.
"It is," Kay waved a bandaged hand. "Only the best."
"Oh gawd."
"I'm a dead pyro chick," She nodded. "Oh and, by the way, this IS an RWW creation. It said so on the tag, so it's probably belonged to Wigglesworth."
"Just as we suspected!" Anne grinned.
Kay noticed for the first time, that both girls were wearing long, long coats.
"Well then, show me!" She laughed.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:51:22 GMT -5
The home room was locked off, Roxy excusing herself the very moment Peanut came out and dashed away to the main building. Calling over her butler to send over the fiendish costume.
She tossed it over a sewing dummy, smiling maniacially as she did, "Oh, it's so PERFECT!"
"I'm so glad you like it miss."
"I know." The dress was pure white, with a poofy skirt that bloomed beautifully. It was topless, so she had no qualms or problems about the top going over her hills and giving every boy at Bullworth at her more feminine self. She felt the fabric between her fingers, smiling, "Benard, I thought I had told you to send over the finished piece. From what I see, it looks like something's missing."
Why yes, the lace and beads were there, along with the virgin white colours, but still... it needed something, "Why, miss. This is the finished work! Your mother had always thought you a princess, why not go with a classic, the Swan Princess?"
Roxy could feel bile creeping up her throat, but held it down, "S-Swan Princess? Oh, Benard! You tease!"
"I'm afraid that's the truth, miss. Do you not like the costume your mother slaved over?"
Ouch.
"Not that I don't like it, I do think it's a wonderfully crafted piece of work. But it's Halloween, and I plan on scaring the boys. Think me a coward would they!" It wasn't hard to make such a claim, even squishing a lingering grasshopper could send the girl in a rage of tears, a quiet tap on the shoulder was all it took to send the girl a jumping.
So to hear her attempting to scare the boys came in a mix of disbelief and... concern. Peanut was worried that his dear little Nightingale had ate too many upper-class food till her rational thinking went away with those flimsy dreams.
From the confines of her jacket, she produced a vile of red liquid and a small blade.
"Cover your eyes. This... this might scare you."
"Yes, miss." Hands over eyes in the most comical fashion, he obliged her wishes.
Rip, snip, snip.
Splish. Splash. Drip.
"Oh darn, my good Jimmy Choos. Oh well..."
R-R-Rip.
"Lace snagged."
Drip, drip, splash.
"Finished."
Benard opened his eyes and almost fainted. "Oh miss, when your mother finds out about this..."
"Oh, don't be such a fuddy-duddy! After all, I'd end up throwing this away anyway. So it's certainly no loss!"
She took a look at her creation. "Nurse Nightingale reporting, the doctor is definitely in."
Halloween had casted its spell on the usually docile girl.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:51:44 GMT -5
Valen's assumptions of Halloween were right. People acted intensely weird on Oct. 31 - especially the little kids, making them into psychos.... no wonder his parents hated the holiday!
And so the Australian prep layed there, unconcious; face/mask first in the cement, beaten up by 12-year-olds... this left an enormous bruise on his reputation of being near-unbeatable. God Dammit! Lets just hope no-one saw this incident...
Benji, Karen, and Gloria were somewhat satisfied for beating up their agressor. But who is he? The wheat-blonde, noticed a distinct feature about the masked boy: a dark-brown ponytail... Oh Shit!
"I think, we just beaten up Robbie," the bespectacled boy blurted out. Both girls' eyes widened
"W-what?" the two girls stuttered in unison. They've just, defeated one of the strongest kids in school! This. Is. Bad! But little do they know, Benji has the long-haired prep on a short-leash, due to a deal they've agreed to a month ago.
Benji on the other hand, felt alittle sorry for beating up Valen - he's actually a nice guy...apart from his anger control issues. He even recalls, one time, of Robbie giving him a money clip of $1200 cash after succeeding in a deal with Mr Spencer to create business ties with the Valens--hence putting the Valen heir into an incredibly good mood.
"I think we shou-- AAHH!" Shortman tried to suggest, before being tackled in the back by Darcy, whose nuzzling into his back
"Oh, Ben-Ben, you're my hero!" Harrington chided, "No wonder I chose you as my soon-to-be husband!" She snapped out of her fantasy-world, when she noticed someone was missing. Where was Robbie? HE should've been here to protect them, from this horrid boy who scared them half to death! It was his ASSIGNED duty!
Darcy had invented her own way to call for the Australian boy: just basiclly scream his name out at the top of her lungs until he shows his worthless hyde. she quickly got off her 'lover' stood up and took an extremely deep breath
"ROBBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed as loud as physically possible; birds flew out of trees, windows/nerd glasses/mirrors shattered and the radiator of the car engine in the Shop building suddenly exploded. Even a nearby deaf kid could hear it! The Harrington heiress had some pair of lungs
The masked boy suddenly jolted up and looked around confusedly and pulled off his Smiley mask, and got a good look at the small blonde girl. Oh no!
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:52:01 GMT -5
Kay's outfit had certainly shocked a good deal of the Greasers; a worthy feat for the clique was known to have acted out their roles as tough guys.
All the same, it seemed that a little spirit had been placed into the girl's usual hate of Halloween. One couldn't blame her, she had her moments, true, but she was mature enough to see beyond the shallow silliness.
So it was good to see her loosen up a little, just for the night.
However, the same couldn't be said to Peanut, who began to pace around the shop area, "Where is she? Where is she?"
"Dude, chill." Kay almost gave the boy another start when she put a hand on his shoulder and turned him her way, "She just had to go or something, I'm sure she'll be back. In fact, she was pretty excited to get out of Galloway's class just to see you."
He blushed, "I... uhmm," regaining whatever poise he had, he straightened up, "Well, STILL! That... that asswipe Harrington might be out for her!"
"Pffft! C'mon, that's highly unlikely. Have some faith in her, since you obviously didn't catch her slingshot action. That girl could aim, I tell you."
And all concern and worry washed away, as Peanut caught sight of Roxy coming his way, smiling, hands stained red and looking particularly pleased. "Hello, all."
The tall nerd looked at her friend, smirking, "So you did it."
The English girl froze for a moment, had they found out about her costume?! Now the surprise would be ruined! Oh, cleaning up Shop couldn't be so bad.
If only it kept itself clean.
"Dinna know you had the guts to finally kill Harrington." She pointed to her red hands, Roxy sighed with relief.
"No, no. I was busy with a little project of mine." She winked.
"Oh? Don't tell me, I bet you're into Halloween and you were all up in arms for a costume?" Kay rolled her eyes, "This is such a stupid holiday!"
"But, that's your costume, isn't it?"
"No, it's Neil's new pin-up," Peanut cracked, and no sooner after the comment was made a few bolts were thrown his way.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:52:22 GMT -5
"So are you guys going to Wiggleworth's party?" Kay asked suddenly, after hitting Peanut on the forehead with a screw.
"REL's having a party?" Roxy asked, biting her lip.
"Yeah, it's gonna be great!" She said, jumping up and down. "Booze, Chicks-" She gave a loud hacking cough, which sounded vagualy like 'drugs'. "The flyers around the school showed lotsa hot girls," She licked her lips.
"Hot girls?" Vance asked, eagerly.
"OI!" Kay excalimed, making everyone jump. "Any girls there are min! I might leave you some that i don't like..."
"Kay, that's a bit.. perverted," Roxy sighed.
"Old psycho here is nothing BUT perverted! She's always watching you get undressed and showering... i mean, she's probably thinking about your chest right now!" Gary Smith waled up to them, dressed in his nazi uniform that he'd worn the year before. Whip to boot.
"And for your information, im going to the Wigglesworth party too," He cackled.
"Yeah, well, see you there. No one will pull you. You're frikken insane," Kay snapped, annoyed. She wondered inwardly what Anne saw in the wierdo.
"Well im not," Roxy said, stubbornly.
"Buuuuuuuuuuuuut rooooooooooxaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnne!" Kay whined, giving her the look of an abandoned dog. "What if i do something stupid - like i always do - and pass out? I could CHOKE ON MY OWN VOMIT! I NEEEDDD you, Rox, you're a nurse!" Kay shook her shoulders in a mock desperate manner.
"Ohh alright, but im not staying long," Roxy sighed.
"ALRIGHT!" The greasers cheers. She cast Peanut a warning look.
"It's okay, Nightingale, i've only got eyes for you," He layed a kiss on her cheek.
"D'aawww isn't that nice. Now go get your costume on, hurry," Kay chivvied the blushing Roxy towards the dorm.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:52:38 GMT -5
The wind howled softly in Anne's ear as she walked toward the school gates.She sighed solemnly as she thought of what to wear for Halloween.She recently left Kay and Dee to go into town.They did not follow.
"Christ...I can't think of what to wear...damn," She mumbled quietly.She started to make her way to a cheesy Halloween store across from the market.Her mind was set on two things, finding a costume and how she can afford it.Suddenly, a flyer flew right into Anne's face.
"What the?" She cried.She looked at it closely and read it aloud. "Come to the Wigglesworth Manor this Halloween!There will be games,prizes and music.Students over the age of 13 are welcome.Bring a costume!"
Anne shook her head and scoffed.She threw the paper on the ground. "Wigglesworth Manor?Damn, all this preppy shit makes me sick!Who'd wanna go to a party there?!" Suddenly, she spotted a figure running down the street. His face was hard to make out but she was sure it was a boy.When the figure became more clear, it appeared to be another prep.It was Simon.He was running from something, Anne was confused.
"Hey,you!Gibbs!What'cha running from?" Anne screeched from afar.Simon ran past her without even acknowledging her existence.She slumped and muttered, "Damn prep..."[/i]
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:53:02 GMT -5
"YOU?!"
Darcy stared at Robbie in a mixture of horror, shock, and death-defying ANGER. The other little kids backed away from the clearly furious Harrington heiress--even Benji tried to move away, only to have Darcy grab his arm and pull him back with a growl.
In the meantime, Robbie smiled weakly, and slowly stood to his feet. "Now Darcy," he tried to explain in a would-be calm voice, "if you'll allow me a chance to explain--"
"Explain...WHAT?!" Darcy screamed, her little face becoming dark red with fury. "How you've tried to give me a heart attack at an early age? How you've almost made me make a fool of myself, while my precious Ben-Ben tried to save me by throwing himself in the FIRE?!"
"Please leave me out of this," Benji muttered, tugging hopelessly at his captive arm.
"No, Robbie!" Darcy went on, ignoring Benji to the fullest. "I won't forgive you for this! I promise, by the time I'm through, you won't even be able to sh--"
"DARCY!" Benji yelled, startling the young girl so much that she nearly jumped out of her skin. "For the love of god, quit it! I...um...asked Robbie to dress up as a degranged psychopath. I asked him to scare the shit out of us!"
"What?" Darcy looked astonished.
"What?" The other little kids looked stunned.
"WHAT?!" Robbie looked absolutely surprised. Why the heck was Benji lying...?
The wheat-blond child, in the meantime, scratched the back of his head nervously with a sheepish smile. "Um...yeah! I asked Robbie to scare us because...because we all need practice if the older kids try to freak us out tonight during their scare off! And anyway, we got our expected results. Me, Karen, and Gloria can definately protect ourselves from any creeps out there!"
"Oh." Darcy blinked for a moment, before she smiled and hugged Benji tightly around the neck. "Oh, you're so SMART, Ben-Ben! Trying to toughen us up for tonight!" She turned to Robbie, and sniffed haughtily. "I suppose you're off the hook, then..."
"It's ingenius, Benjamin," Gloria remarked. "Preparing us for future scares..."
"That's a really cool idea!" Karen exclaimed, shoving Darcy aside to hug Benji herself.
"HEY!" Darcy shrieked. "Get your filthy hands off my boyfriend, Johnson!"
"Oh, piss off, Harrington! He's been your slave long enough!"
"Oh yeah?"
"YEAH!"
"...girls, can we go get changed, now? It's almost time for trick o' treating...and I was planning on crashing REL's party later on, too..."
"SHUT UP, BENJI!" Both girls screamed.
Throughout the argument, Robbie looked on at the small children, his eye twitching whenever he had to look at Darcy, but casting a thoughtful look at Benji every now and again.
Hmm. Maybe Shortman isn't such a prick after all.[/i]
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:53:21 GMT -5
"So who all do you think will show, RE?" The giant returned from the back yard, having finished carving a jack-o-lantern. REL had drawn the spooky faces-- seeing as Seraph's drawing skills were typically limited, but it was true that for some reason or another the silver haired lass was better with a knife. The two had agreed to explain this phenomenon as Seraph having "steadier hands."
"Only everyone at Bullworth. I've arranged clique favorites: food and drink and the likes, in an order in which they will be opposing each other, to avoid an overblown GANG FIGHT from ruining the party, but I'm sure there will be plenty of mixing and mingling once the "punch" is partaken of."
"That's sick. You're like. 16. You shouldn't be drinking. How'd you even buy it?"
"I gave a list to Mr. Galloway and gave him a special adult's invite." Silence. "What? Drunkards KNOW how to get it on at a social gathering."
"So you'd invite the hobo from under the dock?"
"Certainly not, the last thing we need is Lola getting drunkenly pregnant by some old man and blaming it on me. Um, Seraph... To the left."
"...Here?"
"No, no. That's just not quite right. Go down a little."
"Is this low enough?"
"Farther."
"Now?"
"FARTHER!"
"Ok, what about here!??"
"OH MY GAWD YES-- THAT"S EXACTLY WHERE I WANT IT!"
Loretta stood in the hallway, cellphone in hand, on speakerphone, with a sour expression on her face. There was a lull in her conversation as she eased to the doorway and peeked in.
"...Loretta. What on God's green Earth is my daughter doing?"
REL could be seen through the door, jumping up and down and clapping her hands as Seraph turned on the strobelight she had just strung from the ceiling, and the flashing rays of light scattered of of several small wall mirrors and glass prisms, filling the room with a unique abstract white speckled rainbow rave effect.
"Perfect! It's just how I imagined... Except I couldn't do the physics to figure it out." Seraph cocked an eyebrow, but nodded anyway, feeling the need to give the girl props for the idea.
Loretta sighed. "Loretta?"
"Oh, err, nothing, Lela, Seraph's fine."
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
"Who is it?! We haven't set the refreshments out yet and we're not dressed!" Loretta glanced into the room at REL, and then at Seraph, who winked subtly.
"Oh, just trick-or-treaters."
"My, the cretins are starting early this year. Well, tend to them. Seraph! We need to go get in our costumes; we still need to greet the other preps at the park before-- oh. Oh no, you are simply NO prep. Well, we'll be in costume, anyway. I'll tell them you're the Bif of Bastion Cliff."
Behind the English girl's back, Loretta ushed in the 32 Bayonettes, sneaking them all into the basement livingroom.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:53:37 GMT -5
"That's... wrong."
"Shit, Roxanne! As if I'm not afraid of needles ALREADY!"
Jaws hung as they saw Roxy in her costume; the pristine white, the clean hems, the delicate lace... were still there but missing their essence. Patches of blood were all over the girl, as if she came out of an operation gone wrong; a generous dose splattered all over her dress, bandages drenched in the red liquid were draped on her arms, legs, over her eye. The red and white cross of a medical professional were littered over her costumes, certainly sending a chill down the spines of those who already fear the men and women in white.
Her make-up for the night, was spot-on; she wore red contacts and temporary white dye for her hair. Her pallid complexion didn't need any touching-up, but she got creative with a marker, drawing fake stitches of various limbs. To top it all off, she wore the cutesy nurse's cap, minimised in size for that comical touch.
"Boo." She said with a giggle, "I love dressing up."
"You're gonna scare the shit out of those girlies," Kay nudged her, "Just make sure when I'm flirting, you're busy with Romeo over here."
"Hey, c'mon," Peanut extended an arm and slinked it around Roxy's waist, bringing her close, "It's a good costume. Scared me."
The three made their way to the fountain, agreeing to meet the other Greasers down at the parking lot, supposedly wanting to mimic a gang of bikers, much to Roxy's amusement. However, they stopped short, when they saw Benji, the other kids and Robbie, sitting side by side on the fountain, Darcy and Karen in a heated argument. Leaving the Australian prep and wheat-blond boy to lament their fates respectively.
From behind, the three teenagers had a small moment of mischief, with the English girl walking up to Benji as quietly as she can. Once Kay and Peanut were positioned beside her, she put a hand over the blond child's mouth and an arm around his waist, bringing him into an embrace.
"Boo."
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:53:54 GMT -5
Now, it was fact that certain people reacted differently to certain situations. In the case of fear, some people just burst out screaming. Others start running around in circles panickedly, like a chicken whose head had just been cut off. Others laugh insanely, and others still just remain silent and frozen, as if their body had just shut down on them.
In Benji's case, he did none of the above. Instead, he would just look directly at what was scaring him, and say one, miniscule word.
"Eep."
Staring directly into the eyes--or EYE, for only one, unbelievably scary eye was visible to him--of the bloody, zombie-like nurse who was currently holding him in what seemd to be a LOVING embrace, Benji had absolutely no idea what to do.
"Please don't eat me, zombie lady from the depths of the Netherworld," he said in a small, seemingly calm voice. "I'm nothing but skin and bones...and Darcy sucks the life out of me enough as it is..."
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:54:12 GMT -5
Anne took a step into the Halloween store, the bell ringed as she walked in.
"Ah, welcome to my shop, young child...what may I do for you today?"The shopkeeper smirked.He had a strange smile that didnt seem to fade.
"Yes, um, can you hook me up with a bitchin halloween costume?" Anne replied with a devious grin on her face.
"Hmmm...let me show you our wide variety of artificial clothing and linen wear." He chuckled strangely.
"Pirate...No.Pumpkin...No.Madonna???Nah!" Anne browsed the shop with a frown. "Don't you have anything like...I dunno...SCARY?!"
"Why of course, horridly frightful little girl...Follow me!" The shopkeeper droned.Anne's frown grew bigger as the shopkeeper's grin widened.
Anne followed him into a basement. It was filled with tons of Halloween junk and candy.Then, right before her very eyes the shopkeeper pulled out a long, flowing, black robe that had a long hood.
"Maybe this will be of great use to you odd one!"He exclaimed.He also pulled out a huge, gleaming scythe that was incredibly sharp and a white skeletal mask.
"One more thing..."He murmured.He began to rummage through an old chest and pulled out a metal contraption. "This is my prized voice changer!It can make your voice as low or high as need be!!Now run along and scare some kiddies!"
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:54:32 GMT -5
"He's right, you know. Just being in the same room with her, can zap the energy out of you. Just look at her..... she doesn't shut up" Robbie commented budding into their conversation, and pointing at the two little girls fighting over Shortman.
Both, Benji's and the zombie nurse's head snapped towards the Australian. She stared the tall boy's ditsurbingly scary mask in his left hand, until the nurse spoke up
"Hello Robbie," She greeted
"Afternoon Roxanne," Valen responded. Roxy's eyes widened slightly at his recognition
"How would you know my name is 'Roxanne'?" Smith asked. The Australian prep's head turned to acknowledge the new group
"How many girls in the school have english accents?" He pointed out. The Australian WAS right - how many kids in Bullworth are from the UK?
"I see," Roxanne said
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"He's mine you pauper!" screamed Darcy
"No he's not!" Shouted Karen
"Yes he is!"
"No he's not!"
"YES HE IS!"
"NO HE ISN'T!"
"PIPE DOWN YOU LITTLE RUNTS!!" Shouted prefect Max. the moment he left their sight, the two girls started screaming at eachother again for another minute or so, until Darcy noticed her acclaimed lover was in the arms of a girl in costume. This made the Harrington heiress furious. She immediately shoved Karen away and turned to this new girl. She saw Robbie sitting nearby, doing nothing. She has half a mind to ask her daddy to break the Australian's legs!
"ROBBIE!" she screamed to get Valen's attention
"What the hell do you want now?!" the brown-ponytailed boy snapped at the little girl. Dammit, he's gonna snap this little bitch's neck soon!
"What do you think you're doing, while lying about like an unemployed homeless man, while my Ben-Ben's in the embrace of ANOTHER woman?!" she demanded, knowing she'll hear, what she wants to hear.
"... Technically, you told me to protect him from physical danger; not prevent him from cheating on you, correct? And it's Roxanne whose hugging him, and from what i know... she's currently with Larry. And if you want him, go get him yourself!" Valen answered with great specifics. This made Darcy FURIOUS! she was expecting to hear 'You want me to go and get Benjamin for you? as you wish' but he was right; his job was to protect Benji from the jocks and bullies - not from other women--which he has platonic relationships with.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:54:55 GMT -5
Squinting hard enough, Darcy's blue eyes widened in shock as she saw who the woman embracing Benji was, "GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU CRAZED CRETIN!"
"Now, now, Darcy, that's certainly not the language a lady of our standard would use," She winked, line so haughty it even drew giggles from Kay and Larry. "After all, manners."
The little mocha-haired girl had her left eye twitching, "You did not just go there."
"Of course I did, precious," Roxanne extended a hand out and pinched the girl's burning red cheek, "You're such the cutest widdle ever! Certainly I'd do the best to spare you from playing the foul cards."
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY BEN-BEN!"
"As you wish!" Benji turned to Roxy with a plead to his look, but she merely gave him a friendly peck and held him up in her arms, "But he's such a doll, won't you share him with me?"
"SHARE?!"
"Mmmhmm..."
"Ben-Ben, tell this crazy woman you'd rather be with me! Not her, ME!"
"Uhh..."
"I can't stay for long Benji," She cuddled him, "So do take your pick, who knows? I might manage to rope myself out of going to REL's party."
The child, however, sighed in defeat, "Well Roxy, as much as I'd like to have you as far away from that psychotic nerd and confused boyfriend, unfortunately, I have to bid you adieu."
"Oh, Ben, I've tried." She put his down, patting his head and handing him a sucker, "Consider this a small treat for the night. Come by my manor when you're going trick or treating won't you?"
"We'll try," Gloria voiced out, "But really, what's one manor compared to the others in the Vale?"
"It's Halloween, certainly no fun if I spoil that surprise."
"C'mon, we'll leave these kids to their stupid lil' games, WE have a party to go to," Peanut came, holding his girl by her arms and placing his head beside her's, "Gotta keep you close, knowing Wigglesworth, she prolly brought Derby along."
The three teenagers resumed their trip, finally making it to the parking lot, giggling as Trent paraded around as a tacky looking Romeo, forever lost and looking for his... Romeo.
Hmm.
But just before they got their bikes, they caught sight of Ted and his shiney red car, smiling like a pimp as he saw Mandy in her provocative costume, strutting her way to the vehicle proudly.
It was ridiculous.
"Oh God, she should NOT wear that in public. Even if it is Halloween," Kay choked with laughter, "Oh man, that's just ugly."
"Huh. You can say that again." They whipped around to the sound of a girl's voice, "I had to try HARD to convince her to give me another costume. She wanted to match." It was none other than Chastity Baxter.
"Hey, I know you, you're that jock girl."
"You're the psycho nerd, with that twelve year old kid you've gone pedo over. Hey, Larry."
"Hi."
"I'm NOT twelve."
"I'm not pedo."
Chast shrugged, not really knowing what to say, "I figured Gary would come up with some stupid story like that. You guys headed to REL's?"
"Yeah."
"Ah, right." Ted sounded his horn, Chast groaned in agony, "I... I suppose I'll see you there then. I'm hating this costume."
"You look really good in it." Roxy commented.
"Thanks but no thanks. If you see Kirby, tell him I'LL give him a poundcake."
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:55:13 GMT -5
"Wait!"
Out of absolutely nowhere, Kay produced a handful of strange, grey coloured tubes, and gave them to Roxy, producing another handful, shoving them in Peanut's hands, and another handful.
"Kay what on earth are these and where are you getting them?" Roxy asked, examining them with her one eye.
"Snap 'em," Kay grunted, snapping her own.
Roxy experted pressure on either end, and to her delight, the tube changed from grey to neon green.
"Glowsticks!" Peanut smiled. "Not usually my scene, but good for the night."
"What do we do with these?" Roxy asked blandly.
"Wave 'em around when you dance," Kay looked stricken with an idea. She took all the red glowsticks from Peanut and gave them to Roxy along with her own, and took all of her yellow, orange and green ones, splitting them between herself and peanut.
"I thought it would go with your look," She grinned. Roxy smiled back.
"Look, you can connect 'em to make bracelts and necklaces!" She added, popping the little plastic ends together and putting them round her neck.
"This is so cute!" She said, looking at the red rods. "Where did you get them from?"
"Girl, don't ask," Peanut said quickly. "I swear i saw this mad-woman pull a shovel out of her knickers last year,"
"I'm always well equipped," Kay nodded. Roxy gave a giggle. "One thing. Don't get the watery stuff in the glowstick in your mouth,"
"I knew that,"
"No, i was talking to Peanut,"
"HEY!"
Roxy mounted her bike and Peanut followed suit. Kay took out her skateboard from behind agarbage can nearby and they set off towards Wigglesworth's place, unable to wait for the party excitement. Chasity Baxter was not long behind them, intending to meet Kirby up there.
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Post by Chelsea Saughton on Mar 19, 2008 14:55:31 GMT -5
There it was, manor 1309. Which was unbelievable for Roxy, she never knew the Wigglesworth residence was only a mere lane away from her own. All the same, decorations were already put up, a queue of costumed children already making their way through the Vale with their little bags and baskets. Faces aglow with the notion of expensive, delicious candy.
Parked outside, was Ted's red car, several bikes and skateboards haphazardly parked next to them.
Bullworth students already made their way, with music blasting out the windows. The gang of three walked through the posh gates and marble garden, up the white steps and before the grand oak doors.
Kay pushed the heavy doors open after receiving a nod from the burly bouncer, smiling wide as the heavy bass thumped through her body, the electrifying sounds pulsing.
"This is like... my dream rave!" There were people on the dance floor, impressing girls and taunting boys. Which... unfortunately, led Peanut to wander and leaving Roxanne alone.
"Peanut...? Ahh... Peanut?" Where'd he go?
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