Quilx- Land of the Simply Unbelievable

Maddix was only just rolling off of his bed. "Mmm," he whined. He dragged himself across the room on his elbows, trying to wake up.

Audrey had been up for nearly an hour and was dressed and ready to go already. She was flipping through the official Harry Potter spellbook.
"Audrey," Tibs called through the door. They were early-up buddies.
"'Mup." One word. She stood up to put her things in her mailbag, which resembled a duck. She heard her mother leave, and she pulled out her cell phone, wondering whether or not to text message her buddies. She decided against it- They'd contact her if they wanted to. She ran through the house after pulling together her items, unprepared for what awaited that day, whatever THAT would be. "Morning!" she sang cheerfully. She grabbed a granola bar.

Vladimir fell out of bed and lay there for a bit, confused. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. This was the first day of school. He checked the clock on his bedside table. 6:43. He got up and ran to Amadeus's room. "Hey!" he called. "Wake up! Sh*t! We're almost late!"
"Wuh...?" Amadeus replied, still half asleep.
"Get up, d*mn it!" Vlad shouted, knowing that his parents weren't home.
"Fine!" Amadeus screeched, jumping up and getting dressed quickly.
Vlad went into his room, got dressed, tried to comb his hair, failed, and went into the hall, where he found Amadeus looking worried.
"Crap!" Amadeus yelled, looking flustered. "I didn't pack my mail bag, and now I can't fin-"
"Chill," Vlad said, throwing him a large bag, which hit him and fell onto the floor. "Already packed it for you. I'm just nice like that. Now eat. We wouldn't want yu to kill someone on he fiest day." He grabbed his own mail bag, which matched Amadeus's. Everything about them matched- black jeans, black hoodies{Vlad's said "Vampires suck." Amadeus's said "But dhampirs are the bomb."}, black converses. Pretty much everything was the same except for Vlad's two lip rings and the huge differences in hair color.
They waited at the bus stop for about ten minutes while downing some plain toast. When they got on the bus, Vlad and Amadeus sat in the seat behind Audrey. They simultaniously said their everyday greeting, "How was your day before embarking on your journey to the torture facility known as school?"

Camden saw the bus come and she called up the stairs "Bus" she grabbed her purse and her over sized bag she carried all her crap in (same as my black one) and got ont he bus. She haeded to the back of the bus and sat with a brown haired girl. They started talkinstantly.
Victoria sat infront of Audrey "I wasn't talking about me I was talking about for her." she said bitterly looking at her sister. "I froze her naked ass again twce this time"she said.

-- Edited by Aria at 05:11, 2009-01-04

"Erm..." Audrey looked up curiously at him. That creep. He was a prep, therefore she hated him automatically. "I guess not..." She knew that she was unable to say that he could not sit there. She wasn't assertive in the least. "I kinda..." she couldn't finish it. Audrey glanced at Amadeus helplessly.

Maddix looked over at his sisters from his spot across from Victoria.

Amadeus very agilely hopped the back of the seat and plopped himself down next to Audrey, smiling up at Creeperson with his arm around Audrey's shoulders. "Yup," he said cheerfully. "Already taken. Sorry."
Creeperson glared at him. "Ya little emo kid! She's so out of your league, sad little goth punk!"
Vlad got up very gracefully and put his arm around Creeperson's neck. "What the Hell did you say to my brother?" he hissed, towering over him.
"Y-you heard me." Creeperson said, sounding a little less sure than he had before.
Vlad threw him against the bus seat and was about to beat the crap out of him when the bus driver shouted, "Hey, you two! Siddown if you want to keep all of your extremities."
Vlad sat down quickly and patted Amadeus on the head. "Nice job standin' up for yourself, little bro." He rolled his eyes.
"Greatest thanks, kind sir," Amadeus said, shrugging away from him.

Camden looked at the dude and laughed coldly and then started talking again.

Victoria looked Audrey and then said "You okay?"

"Whee," Audrey said boredly.
"Hey," she said. Her name was Elise. "Yeah... you were staring at me a minute ago, and it was really creepy, and...stuff." She kept staring at Vlad while making several unnecessary hand gestures, eyeing Audrey everyone so often. Her eyes drifted off to Amadeus. "Are you guys TWINS?"
'I hate her already,' Audrey thought, though her face didn't show her already-burning hatred for Elise. "No way!" she said sarcastically.
"Oh... okay. Later," she muttered, clutching her books to her chest.
"Kay. Got rid of her," Audrey thought aloud proudly. She felt utterly intimidated by her. Not because she was prettier, and SHE knew it, but because she was prettier and it was so obvious that Vladimir did.
"Dude, go ask! I bet it's true!" Audrey heard from behind her. She looked behind her to see 4 guys. An Asian, a tanned blondie, a slightly obese Hispanic kid, and a tall -but shorter than Vladimir and Amadeus- mess of a brunette.
"Shut up! She's looking! I'm not even doing it now!" the brunette hissed. He wore the desgnated uniform with the rest of the people around him.
"I'll give you 5 dollars," the fat kid wagered.
"Fine. God," the brunette sighed. He approached Audrey, who glared at him. "Erm, is it true that this guy-" he gestured at Amadeus "-is your boyfriend and that hs brother beat someone up on the bus this morning for calling him emo?"
"No, yes. Why do you know that?" Audrey sighed, exasperated with him already.
"Word travels fast. I'm Jude Robins."
"Cool. Bye." She turned back to Vladimir, scolding, "She really wasn't that hot. She was nothing to stop walking after. Chill out." Obviously, she was the one who needed to chill, though.

"Yeah... shut up, Amadeus." Audrey nudged him with an elbow. "God. This is quite a problem. Uggghh, she was not AH-MAY-ZING" she said, badly imitating Vladimir. She folded her arms over her chest. "Hmph. Go flirt all you want. I'm leaving." She didn't go, though. She knew she'd just get lonely and come back. "Wait. No, I'm not."
Jude stared at Audrey from his group of people.
The Asian, Heoung (Hwong), said, "Dude, is THAT guy really her boyfriend?"
"Nah, she said that he isn't," Jude answered.
"Hm." The blondie, Kyle, shifted his weight to one foot.
The Hispanic guy, Tim, kept quiet.

Audrey, infuriated by the truth, punch him in the arm as hard as she could. "Yeah, and you're stupid! I'm seriously leaving now!" She stormed off to go fume, but Maddix caught her.
"Dree," he muttered, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Hm?" she asked, trying not to beat the Hell out of him. It wasn't his fault.
"Who's your homeroom teacher? I got Harrison."
Audrey continued to fume and walk down the hallway so that she could go into the girls' bathroom and break some mirrors or something. "Audrey! Wait. Whassrong?"
"Ugh, he called me jealous! ME! Jealous!!! ME!!! That's so ridiculous!" Audrey broke.
"Erm... what? Who?" Maddix asked.
"GOD, MADDIX, YOU WOULDN'T EVEN UNDERSTAND!!!" She didn't cry, but she felt her face got hot. She groaned and put her arms around Maddix. He awkwardly patted her back.
"Calm down. It's okay..." He tried not to yank her off and scream, "Jesus Christ, Audrey, back the hell up."
The bell rang. Audrey looked at her schedule, and she went to her homeroom, Mr. Abbern. She had woodshop with him. As she passed by one classroom, she spotted Elize, looking perfect. It was the gifted classroom. She would've been in it, but she had completely decided against it. Band before shop, shop before gifted. That was just how it was with her. She sat in a chair, and to her dismay, a slightly late Jude plopped down next to her, panting from the run through the hallways. She swore under her breath.

Audrey looked over the familiar instruments used in this class. She smelled the wood. Excellent. Cedar.
"So, what's your name?" Jude asked.
"You tell me." She copied down the agenda in her untidy scrawl that she strictly only used when she was in a hurry or was upset. She broke her mechanical encil 7 times before it was finished.
"Audrey McNair-Wakefield?" Jude stated. It was written on her agenda and everything else she had. Audrey was always afraid of having things stolen from her.
"Look, if you don't leave me alone, I will drive this through your heart!" She held up a cutting utensil that was especially sharp. Jude gulped.
"Understood," he whispered. Audrey was sorry already for hurting his feelings, but she didn't care enough at the moment to apologize. Mr. Abbern soon entered the room, and Audrey took notice of being the only female in the class.
"Okaaaay, class," he said, sounding bored with life. "Here are the rules of the class..." Audrey zoned out and became obsessed with straightening the cutting tools.

Elise tried not to look at Vladimir, afraid that he'd think she was weird. He was so... different. Also, she was able to ponder the way every time she came within 5 feet of him, it felt like he could throw her at a wall. She tried to read, but she couldn't focus. She pushed her bangs out of her eyes, only for them to fall back in, and she stared at the book withou trwading it, just to give herself something to look at to distract her from Vladimir.

Elise heard as clearly as if someone were calling her out loud. She looked around the room for a moment. She mouthed, "Wha..?"

Audrey's fingers trembled a bit with new anxiety. She couldn't continue to sit anymore. She very casually stood up, walked over to the dry-erase board in front of the room, touched it, and went back to her seat.
Mr. Abberns cleared his throat and asked, "Are you Audrey McNair-Wakefield?" He had been told about the girl who couldn't sit still for more than 10 minutes and 4 seconds without having to stand up and do something. It had been less than that, but she felt the urge to.
"Yes, sir," she said quietly. Her mom had taught her to say "sir" or "ma'am" to people that she had only just met. First impressions were everything.
"Ah. Do you need anything? Your mother gave me a kit for you in case-"
"I don't know why. I have OCD, not ADHD."
"According to her, you have a bit of both," the teacher argued, saying it like a joke.
Audrey sighed. Really, it was just excellent to scream that to the high Heavens. "PEZ dispenser," she muttered. She went up to get the small case of things, and she found her PEZ dispenser to busy her hands with. "Yeah... thanks." She turned it over in her hands, listening to the rules more closely now. The number one rule was to never threaten to stab anyone's heart with a cutter.

"Nah," she whispered, excited from the contact. "My, uhm, my great-gramma did. D- do you?" She was all girlish and excited by his presence. He was TALKING to her!

Audrey slouched over a piece of wood, attempting to measure and cut it. "Uhm, Audrey? You're not holding the cutter right. You're supposed to- Ow!" Jude had tried to touch her hand to help her, and she flicked her hand up, accidentally, nipping his index finger.
"Okay, craaap. Sorry," she moaned, pulling some tissues and band-aids out of one of her oversized jeans pockets. She cleaned him up, patted his finger, and continued about her work. She did this quickly, tactfully, and subly. Mr. Abberns hadn't seen.

"I'm Elise," she muttered back, shoving her hand into his momentarily. She listened intently, even as the teacher went on about how bully would nto be accepted. Everyone hated the first day. It was always the same. Rules. Nobody liked rules, and nobody liked to be yelled at. She knew you either had to be a good actor or you had to actually pay attention if you didn't want the axe of observant teachers sticking out of your face. She was an awful actress, so she had no choice but to force herself to listen.

Audrey's long hair kept nearly getting caught in things, so she was forced to put it up in a ponytail. She looked over at Jude, who she noticed had been staring at her the entire time.
"What now? Mad at me for nearly cutting off your fingers? Seriously, dude, I really didn't mean to. Sorry," she said, putting up her palms.
"No, you're just amazing to look at." It had simply slipped out.
"Okay. You're friggin' creepy. Don't talk to me anymore, please." In this time, Audrey decided that she liked Mr. Abbern. He let them talk, and he let them use sharp objects. How awesome do teachers get? I mean, he had let everyone know that she was retarded, but other than that, he was okay.

Elise held back a snicker fit. "Do- do we do this now?" she asked, trying not to smile.
The techer pulled a Mister Poe and coughed for several seconds before answering. "Yes. Go right ahead."
She lightly pushed Vladimir in the chest. "Hey, give me your money..." She was off laughing, her perfect perfection beaming with her giggles.
"There is absolutely nothing funny about this, Miss Kraz!" the techer huffed.
"No, sir, it's these lines," she admitted. "I mean, what do I need his money for? Also, I don't know why anyone would just walk away. Nobody actually does that!" She giggled a little more.
"We will do this until you can do this without thinking anything funny of it," the teacher barked.
Elise coughed, clearing her throat. She shoved Vladimir's chest again. "Hey, give me your money."
Eventually, they got through it with Vladimir mostly pulling her through it. It was just too funny to handle. She pretended to be coughing as she shuffled over to her desk, shaking with laughter. It was he most ridiculous thing ever, that "skit."

"Thank you for carrying me through it," she muttered. "Really, when're we ever going to USE any of thi-" she had been murmuring, but the teacher heard. He gave her a stern look, and she smirked behind her hands, which covered her mouth. It looked like she was simply bored, though, so the teacher left her alone. She glanced at Vlad, shaking with laughter again.

Elise smiled back, and she slowly moved her fis tunder the desks, knuckle-touching with Vladimir. The period was nearly over. They had only 10 minutes left. Elise figured that she had nothing to lose. She slowly raised her hand.
"Uhm, are you selling any fruit baskets?" she asked, looking innocent.
"NO! OF COURSE I'M NOT SELLENG FRUIT BASKETS! WHY, IN MY DAY...." Elise watched him wide-eyed and trying not to chuckle at him. He looked so ridiculous.

Elise blushed a little at his touch. "Everyone knows teachers don't make money, so... I need a fruit basket really badly."

Elise grinned broadly as they parted ways.

Audrey switched from woodshop to English, trying to catch Vladimir on the way. She didn't, so she went to English without a word, contemplating, but not thinking about anything in particular.

"It goes," Audrey sighed. "UGH! This is worse than the time Hagrid got sent away in Chamber of Secrets for the acromaaaaantulaa!" she whined. She scribbled down the agenda. "How about you? Any near-death experiences yet?"

Audrey quickly glanced down, confused. Did he actually meant that there was quite a bit to fondle- which there was- or was he just being retarded? She decided that choice B was more likely, and she laughed with him. She pulled her hand away to clutch the PEZ dispenser with it. "Nah. I just nearly cut a guy's finger off. No big deal." She pulled her hair out of the ponytail and swung her head hair to mess it up a bit. It was just better that way. She picked out the guys in the class that looked like fruitcakes. One was doing his hair, and one sat with his legs crossed while applying lip gloss. "Wooow, " she whispered. "These guys are a bit..." she held one hand up in the air, and she held it at a diagonal angle, moving it about. Anyone who knew anything about anything knew that that was the universal "WHAT A FAG!" sign.

OOC: Secnd period right??

IC:
Camden walked into math late with a brown haired girl beside her. She had her usual I'm better than you and I know it thing going on. She looked at Audrey and smiled "Hey Dree" she said in her much like her mother but way more stuck up voice as she passed. She sat in the back with the girl next to her.

Victoria was in Social Studies talking to a guy with thick black rimmed glasses and messy blonde hair.
"So Victoria have you completed any of the things on our list of things to do before we get our permit?"he asked
"Yeah no no i haven't but I bet you haven't either"she said
"Really now?"he asked
"You didn't! not number 37G next to the pizza mark." she wailed.
"Actually it was a poptart smudge but okay. And yes yes I did" he said proudly
"Ahhhhhh"she said and fell out of her desk.
"Something wrong Victoria?"the teacher asked
"My but was wet and I fell out no big deal"she siad and got in her seat. "You son of a bitch I don't even wanna look at you"she said looking at him
"Your looking at me"he smiled.
She used her power and he said "Okay Okay i was bluffing"
Victori dropped it and said "For your sake you better be"

OOC: Audrey's in English. Do you want your name changed to what actually sounds like a username? What do you want it to be?

"Of Course you would know Amadeus"Camden said.

Victoria was still talking with the blonde guy

"And you would?"Camden asked pushing her out of the way and heading down the hall doing a hair flip as she walked past.

Victoria and the boy shot out of class. Her friend was trying to keep up but tripped and splatted on the ground. "**** Dylan try not to kill yourself"she said helping him up. Dylan got up and his glasses were crooked. She fixed them then continued down the hall with him.