Oh God! Where have I been? Well, July 4th is my birthday, so celebrating another year gained. Seventeen… Christ. Anyways, sorry I haven't been around. Between celebrating with my friends and family and spending time with my cousin, who came up to visit just to see me, I've been very busy, but since this has been such a boring day (7/9/12), I decided I will write. WOOHOO! So, this first part's title is play off of the Fresh-Prince of Bel-Air. I needed a frikkin' title to show off my freshmen friends, but I had no idea how until this popped into my head (Incredibly enough, that rhymed.) I want to introduce to you some of the little freshmen buddies that Katie will obtain. They are adorable, very strange, and I'm sure you will love them as I do. The second part is another Sub-Mission. OH THE MADNESS! It is a play off of Beverly Hills Ninja. (R.I.P. Chris Farley.) Thank you all for waiting, enjoy, and I love you all.

Love & UFOs,


P.S. I realize that in the last chapter I screwed up on the schedule and I apologize greatly for that. Really. I am so pissed with myself, but I'm too lazy to change it now. I hope you all can forgive me. I'd also like to apologize for the strange spelling and typing errors that are riddled throughout this story. I can honestly tell you that I am deeply disappointed in myself and that I accept any to all reviews that point them out and yell at me for it. Yes, that means I even accept being called an idiotic girl, who has no real talent and cannot claim to write well when she can't even edit her own chapters before publishing them. In conclusion, however, I take this story very seriously and I am incredibly hard on myself when it comes to things that I care about. Again, I hope you can forgive me and still enjoy this story. Thank you.

UPDATE (9/3/12): Sorry this has taken so long. A lot has been happening. My father was arrested today and taken into protective custody. I'm also starting school tomorrow, so that'll be fun… I apologize for the long wait and I hope you enjoy. I love you all.

Chapter I:

This Is Your School Part VIII

The "Fresh"-men of Bullworth

Bullworth Vale Ninja

The air began to grow colder as the few weeks of October began to set in. I looked around the campus on my way to the cafeteria to find an assortment of Halloween decorations strung about. I twitched slightly at the thought of Halloween, it was out of excitement and a small bit of fear, or it most likely could have been because of the cold air rushing against my body. I quickly hurried into the building to see several students struggling to put up the remaining decorations. I looked around to check for any needy 8th graders that required my assistance. When I found none, I looked up at the students. One particularly nimble, short-haired blonde was balancing on the railing of the staircase as she tied up a banner that read Halloween Dance. Another girl, whose black hair was cut short like a boy's, was finding it difficult to balance and tie the banner at the same time. There was another girl, tall with brown hair, who sat on the steps staring at the ceiling mesmerized. Finally, a tall and curvy girl with reddish-brownish hair was giving the two balancing acts directions on how the banner should be placed. I smiled at them. They looked very… odd.

"Need some help?" I asked.

They all jumped and the small, black haired girl almost lost her balance and yelped in the process. The taller girl turned to me and smiled. I had never seen any of them in my class, so I assumed that they were freshmen.

"Sure." The taller girl chirped.

Now that I got a better look at her I could tell that she was somewhat Native American and very, very perky. Her golden eyes twinkled as she smiled widely. Oh, yeah. Very perky.

"My name is Lauren. What's yours?" She asked.

"Katie." I answered, smiling back at her.


"I'm Colleen." The short-haired blond said and beamed at me.

I saluted her and she did the same.

"I'm Sabrina." The tall, brunette said.

"And you can call me Funk, everyone else does." The small, black-haired girl said.

"Funk. Got it." I said, winking at her.

They all laughed. I proceeded to take over Funk's place on the railing and pinned up the banner with relative ease. The girls thanked me and headed off for the classes. I sighed, now alone, and hurried off for my own.

I stared down at the specimen on the table. I could have gagged. It was a rat, or better put, a dead rat that smelled. I looked at Eunice, who was easily more disgusted than I was. I smiled at her after a minute and asked her to hand me the scalpel. She did so eagerly, happy that cutting open the damn thing wasn't going to be her job. I quickly went to work as Dr. Slawter monitored my progress with a judging eye. Why does Biology class have to feel like I need to be a bomb specialist to pass it? When he turned around to look at someone else, I glared at him.

"Eunice can pull away the two flaps, please?" I asked, looking at the rat and handing her the tweezers.

She shook her head and made a gagging noise. I sighed.

"Fine. I'll do it, you just take notes, okay?" I said, causing her to smile at me gratefully.

I pulled away the two flaps of skin and revealed everything underneath. I grimaced. I looked over at my directions and saw that it asked for me to remove the heart first. I began to cut it out slowly.

"Yes, Ms. Hawthorne, just like that. Slow and steady." Dr. Slawter said approvingly. Yeah, whatever, ya' creep…

Suddenly, from a slip of the hand, I had almost cut into the heart and of course, Dr. Slawter had to see me.

"Careful, Hawthorne! Dissection is a delicate art." He growled.

"I got it!" I barked, quickly regretting it.

The whole class stared at me and I blushed furiously. Dr. Slawter glared at me.

"What was that, Ms. Hawthorne?" He asked.

"Nothing, sir." I mumbled.

"That's right. Now, all of you, back to work."

Eunice smiled at me weakly as I clenched my teeth and continued to work.

Music class, here I come. I slowly entered and immediately saw Gary, who waved me over. I smiled and approached him.

"So, Hawthorne, you're unusually early this afternoon for class." He said, smugly.

"Yeah. I just needed to get away from Biology as fast as possible and eating right after didn't seem so appealing." I answered, staring at the timpani in front of me.

Gary laughed and slid into his seat, making me feel compelled to do the same. I stared at the black board for a moment until I heard someone else enter the room. I looked over and saw Jimmy staring at us from his spot in the doorway and he went to his seat and said nothing. And so we sat there, in complete awkward silence, not really know what to say.

Now, let me tell you something about me and awkward silences. I hate them. They suck. Hardcore. I always feel like I have to say something first, but when I do I screw it up, so I never say anything. Ever. But then, I feel more awkward about the situation than before, so I begin to laugh. Hysterically. Without any good reason, whatsoever.

I started laughing. It didn't start out with the real "Ha ha!" either. It was more of a contained laugh, where your body starts shaking and then builds into a loud laugh that you can't control. I was already shaking and I could feel Gary and Jimmy's eyes on me. Then came the horrible hissing kind of laugh, where you're holding it back still, but now it's audible. By that time, Jimmy had already inched away from me. Now, I was laughing. Hard.

Although, in normal retrospect, it's pretty creepy for someone to just start laughing out of nowhere for no good reason, but luckily for me, my laugh is somewhat contagious. Somehow sensing that it annoyed the hell out of Jimmy, Gary joined me in laughing.

"What's so funny?" Jimmy asked looking at Gary, who silenced for a minute to hear the question.

Gary stared at him for a moment, he and I exchanged looks of amusement, and then bursted out into laughter again. Jimmy frowned and glared at the both of us.

"Why are you guys laughing?" He growled.

"It's-not-anything. We-just-can't-stop!" I choked out, turning red from laughing so hard.

"Yeah-, Jimmy-boy-. Can't-stop. Oh-God! My-sides-hurt-like-hell." Gary shrieked, holding onto his sides.

"Mine-too!" I screamed between my laughs.

Jimmy groaned and threw his head down onto the desk and stayed that way until Ms. Peters and the rest of the students entered into the classroom to find Gary and me with red faces, wide smiles, teary eyes, and panting from exhaustion.

Music class had definitely taken away all my frustration from Biology. I walked out the school building with Angel beside me, discussing our day. Suddenly, I made eye contact with Trent, who instead of giving me the usual evil-eye calmly walked up to me. I raised an eyebrow at him as he approached. Angel glared at him and he passed her.

"I need your help." He said simply.

"Oh yeah? And what makes me think I'll help you?" I asked, glaring at him.

"Because if you don't, Ethan's gonna help this town to death."

"What do you mean…?"

"Ethan got a ninja costume from his mom to wear this Halloween."


"Yeah and I don't know. Now, he thinks he's some ninja, doing some good deeds."

"The fu-"

"Katie!" Angel hissed, nodding her head toward a passing prefect.

"Thanks." I said.

"No problem." She said, winking at me.

"What's so bad about Ethan helping people? That's a good thing right?" I said.

"Ethan's kind of fucking it up…" Trent said, sighing and running his fingers through his hair.


"Ask Cornelius."


"He beat the living shit out of him for giving Pinky a look and said that it was 'dishonorable' to look at women in such a way."

"So? Don't you guys take daily pleasure in beating Nerds up?"

"He's been attacking adults too… At night."

I gave Trent a surprised look and his gaze wouldn't meet mine. He was looking off at Tom pushing over an innocent freshman.

"Why can't you do it?" I asked him.

"Because… He's my friend. I can't hurt him." Trent explained, looking at me now.

"He's your friend, so he's your responsibility. You take care of it."

Angel and I began to walk away. We were down the steps before Trent finally called out to me.

"I'll pay you." He said, quietly.

"How much?"

"Fifty bucks."


"Thanks, Katie."

"You're welcome… But why do you care so much?"

"I don't want to see my friend in prison…"

For once, I'll admit that I cut Trent a little slack that day. Angel and I made our way to the Library to ask Cornelius where he had seen Ethan run off to.

"Sweetie. I'm comin' with you." Angel said, looking straight ahead.

"Are you serious?" I said, looking at her.

"I haven't gotten into any action since I got here, and I want my fair share now."

"Alright, but we're getting Jimmy to help."

I wasn't about to go into this without any muscle on my side. I'll even split the pay with him evenly if I have to. We finally reached the Library where we saw Cornelius surrounded by a circle of Nerds. We approached them. I smiled at Melvin before I spoke up and he smiled back.

"Cornelius. Where are you?" I asked as I pushed my way through the Nerds.

"H-Here." Cornelius said in a quivering voice.

When I saw him, I cringed a little bit. He looked awful. He had two black eyes, a cut up face, and a busted lip. I walked up to him and took his hand, giving him a comforting smile. He smiled back for a minute and then grimaced in pain because his jaw hurt.

"Cornelius. Where did Ethan go?" I asked simply.

"He's headed to the In-and-Out Motel. That's where most of the Goths hang out now." Cornelius said quietly.

"Thanks, Cornelius." I said, letting go of his hand.

The Nerds stared at me for a minute and then let me get out of the circle.

"Come on, Angel let's go find Jimmy." I said.

He wasn't that hard to find. Since there weren't many errands being thrusted at him anymore, Jimmy found himself hanging out in his room more and more. I found him on his bed, contemplating.

"Jimmy. I need your help." I said, entering his room.

"Not interested." He said simply, not even looking at me.

"I'll give you half of my reward."

"How much?"

"Twenty-five for me and twenty-five for you."


He got off his bed quickly and stared at me.

"So, what's up?" He asked, waiting for an explanation.

"Oh! Right. Ethan got a ninja costume from his mom this year and now he thinks he's a ninja and is 'helping' people." I explained.

Jimmy stared at me for a minute and then rolled his eyes.

"Forget it. You're insane." He said falling back onto his bed.

"It's true Jimmy. She ain't lyin'." Angel said.

"Of course she's lyin'! It's fucking crazy." Jimmy shouted, glaring at her.

"He's attacking adults. He's gonna get arrested. You'd be doing the Goths a favor." I said calmly.

"I thought you hated them?" He asked, looking at me now.

"I do. It's just that… I don't know. Ethan's gonna get hurt or in trouble. As much as I don't like Salem or her Clique, I still told Trent I'd help him."

"I didn't tell Trent I'd help. Why should I help you?"

"Could you really sleep at night knowing that you refused to help two girls stop a raging, teenage ninja and that resulted in them getting hurt? Did you see Cornelius this afternoon? His face is destroyed."

"Alright, fine! You crazy bitch… I'll help you."

"Thanks, Jimmy. I knew I could count on you."

"Yeah, whatever…"

So, the three of us left for Bullworth Town and headed for the In-And-Out Motel where we found Mr. Martin writhing on the ground in pain and holding his balls, which had been brutally kicked a few minutes ago. Ms. Kopke was screaming. I asked them where Ethan had run off to and they said towards Old Bullworth Vale, saying something about spreading justice to the guilty. We ran off to find him.

When we reached Old Bullworth Vale, it was a total mess. Someone had egged almost every house and car. People were screaming and complaining. Some were calling the cops. We knew we had to act quickly and find Ethan before the cops did. We followed the destruction to the park where we found Ethan sitting under a tree, meditating. We walked up to him.

"So, you wish to challenge me, warrior?" Ethan said calmly, not opening his eyes.

Jimmy and I exchanged looks.

"We need to play along. Challenge him to a fight to defend his honor." I whispered.

"What the fuck? That's stupid." Jimmy hissed.

"Just do it!" I growled and he groaned and turned to Ethan's sitting form.

"Ethan. I challenge you to a fight to defend your honor." Jimmy grumbled.

"Excellent!" Ethan said and opened his eyes.

Like lightning, Ethan pinned Jimmy to the ground and began his assault of attacks. I could hear the sirens of cop cars approaching and I began to panic.

"Come on, Jimmy. Kick his ass!" I screamed, worrying that he might lose the fight.

"I'm trying you crazy bitch!" He growled as he took another punch to the face.

Angel and I looked at each other and exchanged looks of worry.

"Angel, let's just jump him now." I whispered quietly.

"And hurt Jimmy's pride?" Angel said.


"This is a fight to defend one's honor. If we intervene, we'll only bring shame to Jimmy."

"You aren't serious, are you?"

Angel said nothing for a few minutes and then smirked at me.

"No." We both exchanged looks and then tackled Ethan with a loud shriek.

"Get the costume off of him!" I shouted to Angel as Ethan squirmed underneath us.

"I'm tryin'! I'm tryin'!" Angel said, her voice full of frustration.

"Why the fuck are there so many ties?" Jimmy growled.

We somehow were able to successfully get the costume off of Ethan before the police showed up. They stared at us for a couple of minutes, four disheveled kids and one of them without clothes, in utter confusion. They told us to stop fooling around and got back in their cars. I laughed again, uncontrollably, letting Angel join me. We were like that the whole way back to Bullworth, back to Trent, who stared at us like we were maniacs, and back to the Boy's Dorm. There, Jimmy angrily shouted at us as we left laughing.


Halloween is going to be pretty interesting this year.