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28 November 2006 @ 12:43 pm
First Day of School  
*I decided the best way to do this was under the Mod name and to have everyone go from there...

Who: All Kennedy High students
When: Monday Morning
Where: The hallowed halls of Kennedy High
What: Chaos Abound
Rating: PG-13

Five minutes after the first wave of students arrived Monday morning, it was if they had never left. Posters appeared up on the wall, papers littered the ground, and the sound of teenagers screaming down the hall to one another was deafening.

This was the scene that greated our heroes (and antiheroes) as they arrived...
popular_modpopular_mod on December 2nd, 2006 05:51 am (UTC)
Letting out a long, low whistle Bobbi Glass waited to speak until all eyes were on her. She was not about to be ignored.

"Let's keep it down to a dull roar, people. This semester I've decided to introduce a, well a game of social Russian Roulette. I call it...alphabetical lab partners. Pair up when I call your name!"

Looking down at her clipboard she began reading off the names. "SD Bernadino/Mary Cherry...Emory Dick/Lily Esposito...Carmen Ferrara/Josh Ford...Poppy Fresh/Freddie Gong...Nicole Julian/Harrison John...Evan Loundon/Caitlin McPherson...Samantha McPherson/Brooke McQueen...Jordan Murphy..."

She continued reading until all the class was paired up.
glamazonxnicglamazonxnic on December 2nd, 2006 05:53 am (UTC)
Excuse me? Nicole was nothing short of terrified. Ms. Glass wanted to pair her up with who? No no no. That would not happen. Not in a million years.
Brooke McQueen: angryglamazon_queen on December 2nd, 2006 05:54 am (UTC)
Brooke wondered if something was wrong with her hearing. Surely the unthinkable hadn't happened. But judging from the utterly look of shock and disgust on Sam's face that she was sure was mirrored on her own, she knew her worst nightmares had come true. Standing she moved over to the now empty seat beside her newly acquired enemy like she was taking her last walk on death row.
Samson: oh my jeebussam_mcpherson on December 2nd, 2006 06:00 am (UTC)

Okay, Sam thought. This could be okay. She could do this. She could. She just needed to be strong, and dignified, and prove herself the bigger person. She needed to look that blonde, holier-than-everyone bitch in the eyes when she and her Prada backpack made their way over.

Yeah, that didn't work. Sam found herself grimacing like she was going to be ill, and then dropping her eyes to the scarred lab bench in front of her.

Could be worse. At least more word vomit wasn't exploding from her mouth. Stupid.

Brooke McQueen: angsty confusionglamazon_queen on December 2nd, 2006 06:08 am (UTC)
"This can not be happening..." Brooke muttered under her breath as she chanced a glance at her new seatmate. The day just kept going from bad to worse.
Samson: bang bangsam_mcpherson on December 2nd, 2006 06:13 am (UTC)

Sam took a deep breath and focused on the bench in front of her. She could do this. She could be the bigger person.

Apparently Brooke had no inner-monologue, but she was bigger than that. Bigger person. Zen bio meditation thing. Breathe in, breathe out. In with the good air, out with the bad . . . Brooke.

There were stress marks and scratches in the heavy, dark surface of the bench, and Sam wondered how many came from wear and tear, and how many were from not-quite-accidents.


Brooke McQueen: angryglamazon_queen on December 2nd, 2006 06:17 am (UTC)
The loud breaths coming from the other girl grated on Brooke's nerves like nails on a chalkboard. "Do you think you could, oh I don't know, breathe a little quiter?" She growled.
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etard_evan on December 2nd, 2006 05:57 am (UTC)
Evan picked up his head and looked towards the chair that was empty next to his old friend. There was no way he was sitting in the front of the class. That wasn't him. How was he supposed to sleep? When Cat showed no signs of moving, he accepted his fate. He picked up his bag and moved towards the table she now occupied.
cat_mcphersoncat_mcpherson on December 2nd, 2006 06:02 am (UTC)
This was more than a little awkward. Cat hadn't spoken to Evan since that last party in May -- the night she had Sam come pick her up. And now, thanks to Ms. Glass' sadistic nature, they were going to be lab partners.

"So...long time, no see." This was ridiculous. Could she actually do this? Sit next to him everyday? He was...well...he was everything she was trying not to be.
etard_evan on December 2nd, 2006 06:11 am (UTC)
"Yeah...so I see the rumors are true. Cat McPherson is back on the scene," Evan said as he looked over at his friend. They hadn't talked in like forever and he was glad he'd been paired with her instead of anyone else in their class. It could be like old times.
cat_mcpherson: Old Habtiscat_mcpherson on December 2nd, 2006 06:16 am (UTC)
"I think that may depend on your definition of back..." She was definitely grateful to be paired with him over Nicole or any of the blondes. But this was going to be hard.
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Carmen Ferrara: in glassesluves2dance on December 2nd, 2006 06:03 am (UTC)
Carmen tried to ignore the butterflies in her stomach as Josh Ford slid into the seat next to her. She wasn't sure why, but the thought of sitting next to Josh both excited and frightened her. Maybe this year really would be her year. Maybe she could get Josh to put in a good word for her. Or even Sam now that she was Brooke's lab partner. One look back at the scowling brunette let her know that now was not the time to ask.
ihavegonorrhea on December 2nd, 2006 06:04 am (UTC)

Lily decided that she was completely in favor of the teacher's seating arrangement. It was completely unbiased in respect to race, socio-economic status, intelligence . . . any of the things that usually fettered people in today's world. It was blind to anything but an arbitrary arrangement of letters, and chance . . . okay, there was an argument that the so-called "traditional" way of viewing the alphabet was archaic and perhaps detrimental to anyone who wasn't an "A" or "B," but mostly, it was a just system. Lily approved, and moved to sit beside Emory.

Carmen Ferrara: classluves2dance on December 3rd, 2006 04:17 am (UTC)
Carmen watched as the teacher growled at some poor, helpless, blue-haired boy when he came in late. She tried to get Lily's attention to see what the smaller girl thought, but was interrupted when the teacher began to speak.

(check mod post at the bottom)
glamazon_mcglamazon_mc on December 3rd, 2006 03:59 am (UTC)
Mary Cherry smiled brightly. Her and Sugar Daddy Bernadino. Was there a better combination? Not in her mind.