Author: Random Person with No Name PM
Connie, Col, Rat, and Shirley go to America to help a struggling Society branch. Many students in the school are members, and the creatures are widespread. Can the branch get it together? Or will the creatures be moved and the branch shut down forever?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor/Friendship - Col & Connie - Chapters: 4 - Words: 9,023 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 04-02-12 - Published: 12-26-11 - id: 7675660
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Random Person With No Name has entered the building! Please hold your applause. I've had this idea for a while now, and I figured 'Aw, what the heck? I have two stories that I should really update, but no one reads them anyway, so I'll just start a new one.' Yeah.
Song That's in My Head: When We Stand Together by Nickelback
Mood: Drained. I just got home from school.
Diss: Homework sucks. 'Nuff said.
It was a normal day in chorus, Mr Allman came up with some crazy thing for the students to do, and the sluts were refusing to do it. Wade and Zara were sitting next to each other, watching the ever so crazy teacher punish the sluts.
"Mr. Allman?" Anna Kate whined. Wade groaned from his and Zara's spot on top of the risers and Zara delivered to him a sharp elbow to the gut.
"Yes, Anna Kate?" Mr. Allman turned around to look at his student.
"Why are we doing warm ups if the Holiday Concert was last night?"
"Fail." Zara snickered. Wade was the one who elbowed her.
"You have a point Anna Kate. Who wants to play a game?"
Most people cheered. Groaning, Wade and Zara knew what was coming.
Anna Kate spoke up. "Let's play Truth or Dare."
"Who goes first?" Mr. Allman said right before the door opened.
The secretary came through the door, followed by four students: first, a girl, with crazy black hair and mismatched eyes. She was holding hands with a boy with brown hair and the same eyes. Next came a boy with dirt brown hair and a crazy smile, and a mischievous glint in his eye. Wade immediately liked him, he had an aura of trouble around him. The last was a pretty girl, with fair skin and hair, who was taller than the first girl, but not quite as tall as the guys.
"Mr. Allman, these are the foreign exchange students from Britain."
Mr. Allman looked at Wade and Zara. "Go!"
The two exchanged a confused look.
Mr. Allman sighed. "Did I not tell you guys to take charge of the new students?"
"No." The two answered in unison.
Wade and Zara came off the stage, bickering and trying to flick each other the entire time. The exchange students looked at each other concerned.
As the two walked up to the four, Zara sighed. "We decided that I would be doing the 'Welcome' speech. So here goes. Welcome to Middle of Nowhere, Pennsylvania, where it is impossible to keep a secret, but that's mostly because Wade here is nosy."
"Hey!" Wade protested as he shook his orange hair out of his eyes.
Zara plowed on. "My name is Zara, do not dare comment on the name, let's just leave it at my parents are in a mental institution for a reason. This is Farmtown Middle School, it is not very big, and me and Wade will show you around, unless you decide that we're nutcases and don't want to hear us bicker 24/7. Depending on what courses you have, we will try to guide you as best we can. Feel free to stalk us and completely ignore your schedule,which will most likely get you in trouble, or follow it and sit with us lunch. For the time being, come join us in our inevitably embarrassing game of truth or dare."
"You practiced that. But you forgot something."
"No, I didn't, Ginger, and yes, I did forget to ask your names."
"I was thinking more along the lines of farting in their faces."
"Don't do that, Wade!"
"Kay, Okay." Wade sighed, defeated. "So what are your names?"
"I'm Shirley. Don't even bother talking to me again, lowlifes. I'll be just fine without you hillbillies."
"Well then!" Anna Kate yelled from the stage, resulting in snickers.
Zara shot Wade an evil glance, and asked him,"Daedalus Plan 45?"
"If you mean Plan 45, let's wait, could just be first day jitters."
"Are you guys like spies, with secret code names, and plans for every situation?" The taller brown haired boy asked. "My names Rat, by the way."
"The answers are no, maybe and yes, in that order. Is that your real name?" Wade replied.
"Nah, just call me that, though. What's wrong with her? Insanity run in the family?" Rat pointed at Zara who had this really weird grin on her face.
"Not sure to both of those questions, dude. Zara? What's going on?" Wade called over to her.
"They have British accents, it's amazing!" She squealed, before cracking up.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure insanity runs in the family. I know depression, like suicide, does if that's any help?" Wade turned back to Rat.
"Nah, that's good mate."
Zara recovered from her giggle attack and looked at the last girl. "Okay, sorry. I do that sometimes. What's your name?"
"My name's Connie, and this is my boyfriend Col. It's nice to meet you."
Connie lifted her head slightly so she could look at Zara. Her eyes had a kind, but slightly wild look to them, as if they were pulling out your greatest fear and planning on using it against you. It was as if they couldn't decide what color to be, with greens, blues, and grays swimming around in them. She had short, uneven bangs cut right above her eyebrow, and long, blondish brown hair down to her waist. Connie could see several braids running through her hair, about three total. Zara's glasses were a dull, dark pink striped with purple, and her grin made her agree with Rat: this girl belonged in the institution with her parents. It was lopsided, and her general demeanor was of one who was going to do something funny but embarrassing to you in a matter of seconds. Connie also picked up on her gift, she was obviously in the society, and could tell not to cross her, Zara obviously had a temper.
Col was giving Wade the same lookover. He had the same crazy smile as Zara, but his eyes weren't sharp or piercing like Zara's. They were a mottled brownish green, soft, but hard at the same time. His fiery hair was cut like that Canadian pop singer who Rat said fell off a ladder reaching puberty. Wade was slightly taller than Zara, maybe half an inch. Col instinctively put a hand on his wallet, something about this kid was like Rat, except with more temper, like Zara, and more hints of danger. Connie glanced over to Wade and dipped into her mind, sensing his gift.
She swayed slightly, and Zara grabbed her arm in an strong but gentle grip, holding Connie steady.
"Whoa, there," Zara grinned. "We keep the fainting for the risers. That way if anything does happen you fall on someone for a soft landing."
"Unless it's Evan who's passed out." Wade added.
A guy about six feet tall and looked as if he was made of meat swayed and yelled "Timber!" Several kids in front of him screamed and pushed out of the way.
Wade and Zara cracked up. Rat, who was just standing there watching, whispered in Col's ear.
"You can tell they're best friends. Look at them. Same smile, same sense of humor, they talk sorta the same, they would be twins if they were related."
Col nodded, taking it all in. Rat was right. The two were probably cousins or something, their general behavior similar, but different enough the two would constantly be butting heads.
Shirley had gone up to the stage, looking for a group that didn't seem to much like farm kids, but with no luck. Even the sluts and Anna Kate looked like they belonged in the Laura Ingalls books, but without the dresses.
Connie focused on the conversation Rat, Wade and Zara were having in enough time to hear Rat ask "Are you two related?"
"No. We're just good friends, to explain why we act so alike."
"You guys are more than friends, don't even try and hide it!" Anna Kate said as the group climbed the stairs.
Zara sighed heavily. "No, we are not going to hold hands, to answer whoever is going to say that in the next five seconds."
Some kid in the Male section groaned. "Sis, you could at least let me say it!"
Rat pointed at the kid. "You two-"
"No. Inside joke." Zara was clearly getting annoyed at this point, so Connie nudged Rat as a signal to stop as he opened his mouth yet again.
"So as I was saying, who goes first for Truth or Dare?" Mr. Allman asked.
Wade groaned. "Do we have to play Truth or Dare?"
"Let's play would you rather!" Zara said quickly, before Anna Kate could say something.
"Alright, I'll start." Anna Kate said. "Zara, would you rather play truth or dare or make out with Wade behind the curtain?"
Zara groaned. "You have me there." She turned to the exchange students. "In our version of would you rather, we have to do what we pick." She turned and looked at Wade funny. "Um . . ."
"Don't even think about it." Wade's eyes widened as he realized what Zara was thinking.
"Curtain it is then." Zara grabbed Wade's hand and started pulling over.
"Wait- what? I thought you were thinking about the curtain!" Wade struggled in Zara's grip.
"Which just proves you can't read my mind. I was thinking about Truth or Dare, but then you said don't even think about it, so basically, you picked curtain."
"Wait, no Zara THIS ISN'T FAIR!" was the last thing we heard from Wade as he disappeared. The entire chorus was cracking up.
"You guys have to be back there the rest of the period!" Anna Kate yelled.
The bell rang then and there.
"FREEDOM!" Wade and Zara came shooting out from behind the curtain as if they were shot by a rocket.
"I guess we follow them then." Connie shrugged, and the four just listened for the screaming to know where their guides went.