Okay! Time to resume the ripping of this long, long fanfic! Where were we? Let's do a quick recap:
Bella has moved to a boarding school, because her dad and stepmother are douches. She's made BFFs with all the cool students, despite treating them like shit, and made enemies with the sluts. Her stepmother's ex-boyfriend, who happens to be Aro from the Volturi, has trained her as an assassin, and she's naturally talented at violence. She was originally supposed to kill Jacob and the werewolves, but they transfered to her school and were hot. So now they have decided to kill some less sexy Romanians instead.
Yeah, I think that sums it up nicely. Before we start, I would just like to say that this is one of the funniest chapters so far, and I enjoyed snarking it a lot more than the previous ones.I'm sorry I haven't updated in over a week. That was soooo long right? I think... Anyways...yeah...Oh and yes this is a ExB story. I know it sounds like a JxB story...-shivers- Anyways. Bella will go back to school and they will hang out. Like usual.
disclaimer: I do not own Twilight! I don't like the spotlight...Oh, but it's not wholly positive.Chapter 6: Can it get any worse? Yes!We flew to Volterra quickly. We got their in a few minutes because of the new plane
That is ridiculous. No plane is that fast. and Demetri flew faster than ever.
I feel the need to point out that who the pilot is has nothing to do with how fast the plane can move. I took some of the stash of emergency weapons. I got a sword, dagger, gun and paralyzing needles.
I'd have taken an assault rifle with silver bullets, and lots of garlic. But hey, what do I know? I'm not an assassin.When we got to the front of the base, I saw a man with dark brown hair and wearing all black. His hand was holding a knife that was on Aro's throat.
That was really bad phrasing, but let's leave it at that. Everyone else was scattered around them. They were all still, their blood splattered everywhere.
Oh righ... They were fighting a competent enemy for once. Jane was the worse. It looked odd that she would get the worse injuries, but that's Jane for you, stubborn and always standing strong.
He spotted me instantly and he grinned.
Bring out the popcorn, and watch Izzy make meatballs out of the super-fighter!"I see your saviour is here Aro," his electric blue eyes
What sort of blood is he drinking to get that colour? held amusement that he needed one.
"Not saviour, just an unpaid assassin!" I said as I rushed up to him quickly with with a dagger in hand.
He looked surprised, but it was covered with delight a second later. In one fluid moment, his dagger was off Aro's neck and clashed with mine.
Aro coughed as he scrambled away from him.
I took a pair of paralyzing needles and shot him with it. He laughed at me as he quickly reflected it with his dagger and brought the dagger back up to mine. It was like a flash! A blur! I couldn't even see his dagger move.
I stood their stunned as the needles came back towards me.
No, it's boomerangs which do that. They shot my leg and pain quickly filled it and the numbing next. I hated needles. It seriously hurt.
But the good news is that she won't feel anything soon enough. Then she can be even more amazing for fighting off an invincible monster while being paralysed in the legs! BTW, why isn't she using her numbness gift already?I whimpered and winced, but besides that, showed no pain. My left leg was immobilized and both of us knew it. My gift wouldn't work. If I was paralyze, I still couldn't move. My gift only lets me not feel pain.
The logic of this was too advanced for me.The moon shone like a spotlight on us and a cold breeze made the leaves of the trees rustle. It was eerily quiet.
Well, if the wind and the rustling of leaves don't make any sound, I'm sure two people scrambling around clanking daggers do.In an effortless motion, the man pushed his dagger towards me and I staggered...well hopped backwards.
Because a stagger is not badass. His force made my dagger chip.
I got out the sword and swung at him. He ducked and used his other hand to grip mine. I couldn't get out of his grip and my hand held the sword tighter.
He smiled evilly as he kicked my in the stomach, me standing their unable to dodge it. I flew right into a tree and hit my back. That's going to leave a bruise...
That will look so unsightly!He stalked forward and smiled, excitement lace in his face. "Bella!" I looked to see Demetri trying to attack him and failing. He fell to the ground in pain as the man's dagger was soaked with his blood. He clutched his thy
Oh. She meant thigh. and arm.
"Don't give up! You are stronger than this." my mind said "You never give up at anything." I remember when my mum said that.
Flashback"My little brave Bella," my mum smiled as she spun me around. "I am so proud of you!"
It was the first time I was brave. The first time I stood up for someone I thought dearly of. I was only six.
I giggled as she put me down. "I didn't like them being mean to Lily,"
Lily? As in the girl Charlie ran over for shits and giggles, because Izzy talked about her too much?"I am so proud of you for fighting back and standing up for her! But violence is never the answer," she scolded.
"But he hurt her!" I argued.
"My little Bella," she smiled. "You never give up at anything," she shook her head. "Fine you win just this one,"
I beamed. I was bruised and had scrapes here and there. They had hit me and pushed me around. They made everyone laugh and point at me and Lily. Just because Lily wore glasses, put her hair in a braid, only reads books and is shy.
Hey, you can't give Lily "flaws" now! Not after you've established that the reason for her murder was her obnoxious perfectness!But I never gave up. I protected her. I never backed down. That's just me.
Yes, we get it. You're brave and amazing. Too bad you weren't there for Lily when she really needed you.End of FlashbackI knew what I had to do. I stood up, not stumbling as I dashed as quick as the man did, up to his face.
Like I said, that paralyzed leg only makes her more awesome. He seemed shocked as I slashed his arm when he tried to dodge.
He lips curved to a wicked smile.
"Interesting. You can be useful. Very useful." he mused.
Do I sense another instance of turncoating coming up? Yes, I believe I do.I kicked him in the stomach and he cringed, but jumped back.
Bzzz... "Stephan, you there? There's a situation! Come!" someone said from something in his pocket. I'm guessing it was a walkie talkie.
Amazing spy-technology of the 21rst century just hasn't reached Transylvania yet.The man...Stephan scowled and turned to me.
"Well, it seems I have to take my leave. I will definitely find you again...Bella," he said as he disappeared into the darkness.
Oh no. You did so not cop out and pull a Deus Ex Machina on us! I searched around, but I couldn't see him anywhere. He completely vanished. I sighed.
It seems you did.I turned back and found the Volturi had disappeared. To heal their wounds no doubt. I limped inside the castle and found them all in the throne room having a heated discussion. They were whispering so I couldn't hear them. They all had bandages on.
I thought vampire wounds healed immediately? But bandages just give the scene that authentic army-feeling, so we'll accept it.The numbness in my leg was almost gone.
I cleared my throat and head turned around. Some were sad, some were outrages and some were filled with disappointment.
"What's wrong?" I asked worriedly.
"We were just talking about how the Romanians would find the hidden entrances. He ambushed us, but we were just able to get him outside. Do you know how?" Aro cocked an eyebrow.
"No! Of course not!" I argued.
"Are you sure?" growled Caius.
"Yes! Why would you think that?" I asked bewildered and...hurt.
"Everyone here has joined us on their free will, while we had threatened you. We just thought maybe...," Marcus trailed off.
Well, yes, if she was a normally sane person, that would have been a legit concern. But this is Izzy, the super-martyr-Sue."No! Why would you think that! Do you question my loyalty? Why and how would I tell them the information to the Quileute Tribe anyways!" I questioned.
I thought the Quileutes had joined their ranks agains the Romanians? Or "Romanian", as there was only one."Well, you've only been here for not even more than a month. You also go to school with the Quileute Tribe. It has to be you! The rest don't leave the base!" Caius accused me.
"I'm telling you! It wasn't me!" I shouted.
"I'm sorry, but we have to ask you to leave the Volturi now. I am sad to see you go. You have been a good assassin." Aro sighed.
No, Aro. This is the point where you kill her."But-," I whispered.
"Now," Aro said in a this-is-final voice.
I looked at the others for any backup, but they turned away from my eyes.
"Ugh! I knew I couldn't trust anyone!" I groaned. "Just get me a ride!" I scowled.
Aro nodded to Demetri who walked towards me. I walked towards the door and looked back at the Volturi. With that, I left.
It ride with Demetri was quiet and we landed, he didn't even get out of the pilots' seat.
"Bye," I mumbled.
Why are you so sad? You just got out of a horrible contract that forced you to risk your life on a nightly basis, miss out on parties, and be killed if you made a mistake!I walked out of the airport and found Jacob and his group.
"What are you doing here?" I asked raising and eyebrow.
"Oh. Well the other dude came to help the one we were fighting with so we thought that maybe you were coming back," he stated.
The more logical assumption would be that she had been finished off, but whatever."Ok..." I said. "Well let's go..." I mumbled.
"What happened?" asked Jacob.
"We fought duh!" I scoffed.
"No, you look sad..." Sam said.
"I got kicked out," I muttered.
"What?" asked Paul.
"I GOT DAMN KICKED OUT OKAY?" I shouted to the night.
Now the whole neighbourhood will think you've been expelled from school.Their faces were shocked then filled with pity. I checked my phone. 5am. 1 missed call. 8 missed texts.
Yes, we get it. You're loved by everyone. Apart from your parents and that Romanian guy. But I'm sure the Romanian can be made to change his mind.I guess they knew that I won't answer. I closed it and stuffed it back into my pocket.
"Why am I telling you this anyways?" I sighed. "Everyone just stabs you in the back.
Occupational hazard. You can't trust ANYONE,"
Can't trust the violent vampire mafia who forced you to kill for them. Can't trust the enemy gang of criminal teens who are supposed to kill you. Your life is hard, girl.By now we were on campus and the principal was out, tapping her foot.
Milly: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS???No one's POV Third Person:The principal walked off to the front of the campus.
Which I'm sure is a pretty good distance, as this is a school with several thousand residents and a full-sized shopping mall inside the cafeteria! Yet this is described as if she walks across an average front lawn. The girl grinned.
What girl? This is not Izzy, as you'll see. She walked past the office and saw something interesting. Bella Swan's file was on the desk. She sneaked inside and quickly got out. She hide it under her jacket and walked towards her dorm.
Why does it have to be a mystery who this is? I mean, it's most likely Tanya or Lauren.Someone stopped her before that.
"Hello. I see you have an interest in Bella Swan," the person said. "To get rid of her?"
"Yes," the girl said confidently.
"I can help you with that..." the person trailed off.
So the Romanian needs the help of a clueless cheerleader stereotype to kill off one little Sue? Or perhaps this isn't the Romanian. We mustn't jump to conclusions. Especially not when the next paragraph switches to...Charlie's POVThe rang.
Um, ok.Ring.
Ring.
I stood up groggily and got downstairs to get it. Who could call at this hour! It was f**kin 5 in the morning!
Charlie, you're supposedly the towns only police man. You should be used to it."Hello?" I asked annoyed.
"Charlie Swan?" asked some girl.
"Yes?" I replied.
"Your daughter has been a nuisance here at Perscitus Prep." the girl said.
He won't be surprised."And?" I growled.
There was noise on the other line and it was handed to a man.
"Well, I know how to get your wife out of the coma," he said.
"Really?" I was interested now. She might come back to me!
"Yes...we just need her to do one little thing..." he said.
I'm not sure who "her" refers to, but I have to say I'm finding this chapter refreshingly ludicrous.Bella POVOh my God. How did she find out! Alice? No...it couldn't be- wait. Everyone backstab's you. It can be a possibility.
"Where have you been!" Milly shouted.
"Chill, Milly. I just went to my parent's house. My grandma is dying. Jacob and his buddies came because they are close to her," I lied smoothly.
Yeah, she'll believe that."Why haven't I heard of this!" she growled.
"Because! Would you stop to call when your Grandma's dying? I mean, I think you would want to spend the whole time with her..." I trailed off.
"Yes! But you could of called! It would only take a minute!" she accused.
"Right...sorry bout that you see...I forgot to take my charger and my battery died. I forgot the phone number and stuff. I couldn't look up because there was no internet at the hospital. And if there was, I bet it would of been slow." I said.
"Alright. You all are excused this time. But, there are NO excuses next time!" she yelled.
"Thanks," I said and passed her towards the dorms with the boys following me.
"Uhh...what's that?" asked Seth after a while. He pointed at my leg and I looked down.
"Needles," I mumbled and took them out.
SHE DIDN'T PICK THEM OUT UNTIL NOW? I winced, but that was it. I stuck them in my pocket.
'Well...see you," I muttered, my eyes looking at my open window.
"Bye..." I heard as I scaled up the building.
You know, Izzy... I'm sure Milly would be gracious enough to let you use the door. I got into my room. I gasped in horror. Great! It just got worse!
My bed was torn, my walls were painted with the word 'freak'. On the floor was mud. Everything was broken to bits. I checked my bathroom. My books were in the water of the bathtub. All my ointments were thrown around. Glass was everywhere. I ran to my closet. All my clothes were just ripped. Well, they didn't touch my underwear draw. My money was still there.
Convenient. Phew. I looked on my table and the picture of my mum was ripped. My only picture.
"Argh! F**k my life!" I screamed and thrashed about. I tore my bed up more.
Way to be constructive! How about telling Milly about this, and get the culprit punished? Now the weapons were visible underneath.
Yeah, because they wouldn't have found those already?I got my daggers, knifes and swords and stabbed my walls with them.
Izzy, this isn't helping at all! I made a line and put my guns on top of them.
Oh, so she used them as a makeshift shelf.I just noticed the whispering behind my door.
"I knew she would be back tonight, see!" whispered Alice.
"Alright, alright, but what is wrong with her?" Rose asked worried.
She's just having a small psychotic breakdown. Nothing major.I stomped to the bathroom and saw looked into the broken mirror. I lifted up my shirt to see a bruise on my stomach where Stephan kicked me and a bruise on my back where I hit the tree.
I looked around. No more bandages. I groaned loudly and punched a hole in my door.
Excuse me while I laugh. Remember this display of muscle."Bella!" Emmett boomed from behind the door.
"What?" I growled. I walked out and looked through my bag. I found the bandages and wrapped myself.
"So where'd you go?" asked Edward.
"Nowhere," I mumbled.
"You obviously went somewhere!" said Jasper.
"Whatever! Why do you care?" I shouted.
"Because we're your friends," Alice stated.
"Yeah, right," I scoffed.
"Bella-," Edward started.
I closed the window. "I'm going to bed. Night," I said and sat on the ground curling myself up into a ball. I closed my eyes and dreamt of things.
Dreamt of things. How very poetic.I dreamt about the Volturi. All their faces...all the good times...
Those "good times" mostly concisted of trying to avoid being stabbed to death. I have been loyal to them! How could they! I thought of how they reminded my of my family. I trusted my dad to take care of me. He didn't. He let Brittany bash me. I remembered that and whimpered. I dreamt of my 'friends'. Could I trust them? Are they real friends? I saw all the times they seemed worried. I dreamt of Lily. I miss her...she was the only one who got me...we knew each other so well...i thought of all the fun times.
I dreamt of mum. Her face. Her laugh lines. The way she never seemed to stay on one activity for a long time. How she made me laugh. How she made our family hole. Look at it now. I wished she was here...
If she was, there wouldn't be this fic!I woke up with a gasp. I checked my phone. 9:38. I felt wetness on my face. I touched it and found tears. I wiped them away. Bella does not cry.
Izzy, however... I will not cry. Crying means showing weakness. I can not trust anyone anymore. My mum left me with my dad.
I thought she was dead! My dad threw my trust away and married Brittany. Brittany hit me and everything. She used people. Aro...The Volturi don't believe I am loyal to them. I go out of school for them! School...Alice and the rest got scared the first time I attacked them.
Intolerant bunch! They glared at me. Jacob and his bunch?
Tried to kill you. I don't know...I looked around.
I just thought. Who would do this? Why? Why me? Why only this room? Tanya maybe? I growled.
I went outside and went into Rose's and Alice's bedroom. I took a shower. Luckily I had a towel and a toothbrush in the bag I took to Volterra.
I looked through Alice and Rose's clothes for something to wear. Alice's are too small. Rose's are too...revealing.
BECAUSE ROSALIE'S ONLY IDENTIFYING TRAIT IS BEING SEXAAAAAAA! I looked at my phone. It was almost out of batteries. I went to my room and charged it. While I did that, I texted Jacob.
'Hey,
At lunch bring some spare clothes for me.
-B'Jacob is 7 feet tall. You can use his shirts as a tent.I sat in my room staring at the ceiling. After a while, I heard a knock.
I got up, still wrapped in a towel with wet hair, and opened the door. Jacob and the group were there.
There were wolf whistles and cat calls.
I rolled my eyes. "Where's the clothes?" I asked.
He held up some clothes.
"Thanks," I mumbled and got to my room.
I put my undergarments on and wore a pair of black boxes
I hope you meant "boxers", else you'll probably look a little strange. and a white t-shirt.
I got out and found the guys right at my door.
"So why did you need- woah," Jacob looked into my room.
"Yeah, yeah, it's a mess, now get out." I tried pushing them out but I was too hungry so I didn't have the strength.
They pushed passed me. Shock on their faces. They looked around and I just stared at the ripped photo. I must get another one. I'll go later. I can't be stuffed.
"W-who did this?" Jared whispered.
"Don't ask me, but I bet it was Tanya and her cronies." I sighed.
"Hey money!" Quil shouted.
Yeah, because when you find money in someone else's room, you just take it?"Don't touch that!" I commanded.
"Why not?" he asked.
Look, I know he's a criminal and all, but does he really need to ask that?I took the gun from the wall.
"I'll shoot." I said.
"Yeah, right," he rolled his eyes.
I shot and it went right passed him, inches from his face and hit the wall.
Congratulations. You now have legal reasons for getting expelled. And put in jail. The bullet was stuck their now. The shot made a sound that alarmed the students outside. People screamed and shrieked.
Yay, you! The teacher said someone only dropped something and so everyone was calm.
Jsdlfhsldhsdkhfljdhgasfdhgfsdkdjhfgjdssjdfgjhdsgljlgfhljfghlfj!Quil's eyes were wide with terror.
"You want to try me?" I asked, my eyes lifeless.
"What happened to you?" whispered Jacob.
"Nothing," I mumbled and looked away. "Now, Out. I'll return the clothes later."
The looked at me and the gun in my hand and walked out slowly.
I spent my days in my room. Not eating, only sleeping. I woke up occasionally to someone banging on my door.
Typical Bella-BSOD in other words?It has been a week and now, I finally thought to come out. I brushed my tangled hair. I opened the door and got a glass of milk.
I'm not going to ask how she survived a whole week without drinking, and turn my attention to why nobody was informed about her mental state? Like Milly, the school nurse, the councelour, Charlie...The door opened and five people came in, oblivious to my presence. Only when I put my glass down, did they notice me.
"BELLA!" they all shouted.
They were going to say something else, but the door burst open.
Brittany stood their.
DUN DUN DUN UNNNNNNNND! Eyes gleaming with the sadist she was inside.
And my life got more worse.
Yeah, right. She can totally do anything at all to you with all your friends watching. How did she wake up from her coma, anyway? Didn't she have a brain tumor?"Hello Bella darling," she smiled sweetly.
"Who's this?" asked Alice.
"Brittany," I nodded.
"Oh, sweetie, I wish you would call me mom for once," she sighed.
"Never happening," I stated. "What do you want?" I scowled. She gave me a look that said 'Don't say anything'.
This is why she should have told them that Brittany smacks her about."I just needed to talk to you honey," she smiled. "I was wondering if your friends could give us some privacy,"
"Oh yes of course!" said Rose as they all scurried outside.
Brittany locked the door and when the footsteps faded, she came towards me.
"Okay listen you little whore," she said and she came up to me.
"You will come home, now!" she screeched and pulled my hair.
FFS Izzy! You're a certified professional hitwoman! Fight back!"No," I said.
"Okay, you leave me with no choice." she growled. "Which is your room?" she asked.
I nodded my head it the direction and she dragged me in.
This is a girl who punched her fist through a door a few paragraphs up!She hit me, hard. She wore heels and bashed my skull.
I'm... not going to say anything logical. She hit my ribs. Broke my leg.
IZZY, YOU'VE GOT SEVERAL GUNS AND A SWORD RIGHT THERE! DON'T BE SUCH AN IDIOTIC TWIG OF PARSLEY! I didn't feel anything. I used my gift. I stopped looking to see what she did. Last thing she did was choke me. I started losing consciousness and was grateful, but she kept me awake. I didn't scream, I didn't yell.
No, because that would get you help, and compromise your tragic awesomeness. She would deny it. I would get into trouble.
Yes, yes. Nobody can ever believe a Sympathetic Sue. Adults won't believe me.
After she was done she said, "Hope you know of the consequences now,"
The consequences of what, exactly?I breathed a sigh of relief. I was happy she was leaving. She paused and saw something. Oh no. No! No! NO!
She smiled that sadistic smile and took a dagger.
Well, I have to say that Brittany isn't the smartest cookie in the jar, as it took her until now to see that she was in a fully stocked armory. She started cutting my stomach
I have ran out of ways of pointing out how aksjhasdhasdh this chapter is becoming. and their was a small cut at first, then it got deeper. I was bleeding on the ground. It looked like the paint that said 'freak'.
Anyone else reminded of Since Seven?"Are you guys done yet?" whined Emmett.
Brittany scowled, but put the dagger down and opened my door. "Freak indeed," she muttered as she locked and closed my door.
I faintly heard her outside.
"She's taking a nap. She's tired. Please be quiet," she said.
"Okay," Edward said. They said goodbye and Brittany left. I smiled and unused my gift. I was in pain.
DUUUURRRRRRRRRHURRRRRRRRHURRRRRRRRRRP I felt like needles were stuck everywhere in my body.
No, that would be the dagger Brittany just used. I winced with pain each time I moved. Everything felt broken. Ribs...Legs...an arm. My head hurt too.
I dragged my bruised body to my bag. I took out medicine and put it on all my open wounds. I wrapped them up and touched my head. There was a LARGE bump. I wrapped that up too and dragged my body to my weapons. I took out a sword with a sheath on and used that to get up. I staggered a lot. It was a bad thing I didn't eat.
Well, yeah. I kind of forgot that she hadn't eaten in a full week. But I guess I thought that wouldn't stop her from being a deadly fighter, since being paralyzed didn't.I heard my window opening. My head snapped towards it.
"Hey Bella, I know weren't supposed to be here but..." he trailed off as he saw my appearance. I bet I looked horrible.
"What happened!" he yelled frantically. He climbed up quickly with the others behind him. They looked shocked as he was.
Who is "he"?I was sitting be the wall, my breathing labored, holding a sheathed sword.
"Bella, Bella!" she yelled.
Who is "she"?"Shh! People will hear you!" I groaned.
"But-," he was going to argue.
"People will die! She has power over men. Like a succubus." I sighed.
Oh yes. I forgot that nobody can resist the female cthulhu that is Brittany."Who?" asked Jacob. He was carrying me bridal style.
Awwww, that's so romantic. "Brittany," I growled. "My stepmom."
"What?" asked Embry.
"Your stepmom..." trailed Sam.
"Did this!" shouted Paul.
"Yeah, yeah its not new," I sighed. "Alright, one. I am NOT going to the hospital,"
"Why?" Jacob cut me off.
"Cuz, they'll ask, Brittany would get mad, kill Alice and stuff and go to jail, but Alice and stuff will never come back," I shook my head sadly.
"How'd you do this back home?" Jacob asked.
"How about your dad?" Seth questioned.
Charlie? Oh, he's busy running over Sues."Yeah, wasn't he a police officer?" Sam inquired.
"How do you know that?" I asked, curious.
"You should know all about your enemies," Paul stated proudly.
"Creepy," I said, my mouth twitching.
"The questions?" asked Jacob tapping his foot.
"Right..." I thought about it. "I healed myself at home. I never went to the hospital. Once I got two broken arms and a broken leg." I shrugged like it was no big deal.
And I have never stopped wondering how she had the strenght in her broken arms to put on splinters."My dad..." I said, my eyes narrowing. "Knew everything. Allowed it even! Killed my best friend!" I screamed.
Everyone was shocked once again. They were rigid and stared at me.
"How did you live through that?" whispered Jacob.
She's a Sympathetic Sue, duh! They thrive on this sort of stuff. The only things that cause them anxiety and mental pain is when their Sueness is threatened."Don't ask me. It's my personality I guess. I never give up and never back down." I smiled.
We need a video now!"So...are we going to your room...or..." I trailed off.
"Yeah, you can't live here," Jacob said looking looked at the place.
"Does anyone know?" asked Sam.
"No..." I said.
"Why not!" growled Paul.
I'm willing to bet that the amount of weapons stored in there has nothing to do with it."Why should I?" I glared at him. "No one is to be trusted. Everyone hurts you in the end..."
"How about us?" asked Jacob.
"You're the enemy. I guess I don't." I shrugged.
"You're not part of the Volturi! You're not the enemy anymore...your actually kind of cool," Embry said.
Yeah, but aren't the wolves on the Volturi's side now? So that she's actually the enemy again?I raised an eyebrow, but my cheeks flushed.
"Yeah, you can trust us right?" Jacob pleaded. His eyes looked honest.
"Fine...but if you backstab me, I will kill you," I smiled.
"Alright," he chuckled.
Everyone jumped down when it was clear. People should be still at school. Brittany visited when it was lunch.
We got to the boy's dorms and I was laid down on Jacob's bed.
"Need anything?" he asked.
"Well, I haven't eaten in a week..." I frowned.
"You what!" yelled Paul.
"And I need a cast for my arm and leg," I said.
And some stitches, perhaps? And an x-ray of her head. And a mental examination.I was brought pancakes with syrup and butter with some orange juice. Somehow they had gotten casts for my arm and legs.
This makes me think that the author things casts are those hinged tubes that are put on your limbs in plays, rather than strips of bandage reinforced by plaster.After I was done, people should of been getting back from school.
"I think I haven't showered..." I tried to remember if I did.
Ew."Uhh...we are not doing that," Jacob panicked.
I laughed. "I know, I know, I was just saying..."
My days went by like that. Hanging out with Jacob and the gang. It was nice, but I just forgot one little detail. Ok two. People are getting suspicious on why I wasn't at school.
I was wondering why Milly hadn't noticed, actually. Tanya and her clones spread a rumor that I was a prostitute.
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAA!Jacob and the gang got them back though. They had blue/purple/green hair for a week.
I don't know why, but I also forgot about my roomies and their brothers.
Because your brain was bashed in and misfunctioned a lot? I knew they would be worried about me, but I didn't think that they would be too worried.
I haven't showered since the week I stopped eating and now I was stinking up the room.
Doesn't Jacob live in it, poor guy?"Why can't you tell one girl?" Jacob whined.
"I don't wanna!" I whined back.
"Oh c'mon!" yelled Paul.
"I don't wanna!" I said stubbornly.
"Hey, group meeting!" Jacob shouted.
They huddled and started whispering among themselves. I narrowed my eyes and glared at them from Jacob's bed. Jacob slept in a sleeping back on the floor.
"Alright!" Jacob said after a moment. "That's what we will do,"
Everyone nodded.
I wonder what that was about...
Yay! Now I can read more fanfiction! Yeah...I didn't edit this so...sorry about the mistakes...hehe...thanks for reading! Hope you liked it! Review? Please? You know you want to...I think. Anyways...yeah...
~Rose~I'll admit that I thought this snark was very difficult at first, but if it keeps going in the direction it's heading right now I'm probably going to update a lot more often! Hope you've still got a bit of sanity left. I've just ordered a big keg of chocolate flavoured Brain Bleach, and I can't drink it all on my own...