private Drama Central

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"Oh I'm doing-" Dalton watched in surprise as the guy turned and swept his books off the desk.

 

"Whatcha gonna do, cry about it to your mama? Oh wait, what mom!" the jock guffawed, turning expectantly to the rest of the class. It didn't seem anyone else shared his amusement, however, as the other students merely stared back at him seriously, many of them with looks of anger or annoyance on their face.

 

Still, the jock didn't seem content. "And you know, why don't ya play football, like all the cool kids? Daddy never taught you?" When no one else joined in his laughter, however, the guy stood up and stormed off to another table. Shaking his head, Dalton took a breath and picked his books off the floor.

 

He maintained his composure, but inside he was burning. Alright, how the fuck does anyone know I'm adopted? Word about the principal might have spread quickly, but about his kids, too? Still, punching the guy in the face wasn't going to accomplish much. Dalton kept in good shape, but he'd never been in a fight. Instead, he opted for a less confrontational route.

 

He eased back into his chair, and adjusted his notebook again, smirking when he heard the disheveled kid from before mutter "Punk."

 

"You know, I might have been wrong when I pegged you as just a simple meathead," Dalton called after the jock. "I guess you're the class asshole, too. I'll be sure to suggest that to yearbook committee."

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Abby smiled she took her spat with the teacher, as win. Abby smirked and sat back into her seat as she winked at Carlos, a knowing wink. Abby pulled out her cell phone and texted Maureena. They weren't the best of friends, but good enough that Abby kept Maureena out of her blog.

 

New Message > Recipient : Maureena

Hey gurl, my class is a snooze fest. Wanna skip out and go for a smoke, or something?

 

Abby sighed and turned to Carlos, "I'm ditching." Abby excused herself to go to the 'washroom' and left the class. Abby walked down the hall as she waited for Maureena to text her back. "Turn to page 36 and answer questions 1 to 4". Abby gasped, she'd recognized that voice anywhere, it was Mr. Bastes. Abby peeked into the class, Brittany Sluttorn was sitting at the front of her class with her drone Emily. Tensions appeared high between Tony, Brandon and, "wait who is that? He's kinda cute. A sexy new boy in grade 12 hm?" Abby smiled as inspiration for her blog began to spark.

Edited May 24, 2012 by Shankveld

[Strong Hooves 289]

Brandon stayed quiet. He honestly didn't want to be there at the moment. "Hey I'm going to the bathroom" he told Mr. Bates, getting up and leaving before the teacher could say anything. On the way out he opened the door and bumped into Abby. "Watch it why don't ya?" he snapped as he walked off. He had nothing against her, but he'd rather stay with his angry disguise, never wanting to show his true self. He wanted to apologize, but he knew to do so would mean to expose weakness.

 

He never showed compassion or kindness, though he wishes he could. Brandon can really be a kind young man, but the abuse and hardships he always faced taught him that to show any kindness would be to show that you are soft. And he couldn't let that happen.

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Maureena got Abby's text, and smiled.

 

To: Abby

 

Of course! Be there in ten seconds!

 

Maureena asked to get something from her locker, and met Abby.

"Hey. I can't believe you actually have smokes! I've been out since Friday."

She smiled and noticed Brandon as he walked by.

"Hey sexy, wanna go smoke?" She asked, eyeing him and winking.

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Emily sprung up from bed. She heard her mother telling her to wake up. "Right, Ma!" she said, heading over to her dresser. She slapped on a random pair of clothes, and her favorite yellow sweater. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. She didn't care that her hair was messy. She just shaped it into a pony tail problem solved. Next problem: the accent. She always had been made fun of at other schools for her "weird" southern accent. She talked to herself in the mirror for a bit, and found a quiet whisper the best way to hide it.

 

Emily ran outside, skipping breakfast. She could see her brothers car off in the distance. She normally enjoyed walking to school, but she decided to get in her car. Unlike the other car, she didn't care what her car was. Her brother had suggested it, so she took it. Emily started the short drive to school...

 

... and ended up at the front door. She had parked her car already, and had to get to gym. She ran down halls, hoping she'd remember where to go. After what seemed like hours, she ended up at the door to the gym. "Hey, jackass -- you're late!" She heard the coach yelling at another kid, "Three laps around the school as penalty -- and call me coach. You too, kid! Three laps!" The coach pointed to Emily as she entered the gym.

 

"Alright, Coach..." Emily whispered, dashing off ahead. For a 17-year-old girl, she was very fast. Growing up on a farm pays off! She took this time to take in the scenery of the school, and soon was finished with her first lap. "On to the next!" She whispered to herself...

Edited May 24, 2012 by Eximius Terribilis

[Strong Hooves 289]

Brandon glared at Maureena, but said nothing. He continued to walk onward as he reached the backdoor of the school. He didn't have a vehicle, so he stayed there behind the school, sitting down and cranking up the volume of his music.

 

As he sat there, he noticed someone that made his heart stop beating, it was his step father. And he was drunk. Again. "You!... You little... Punk..." slurred the man as he staggered to Brandon.

 

"What do you want Josh?" said Brandon as he stood up, ready for a fight if it happened.

 

"You... You stole from me you little... shit" said Josh. "Now I want my *hic* guitar back now, unless you... want me to kick your sorry ass..."

 

Brandon snarled, "That guitar is mine Josh, and I wouldn't fight if I were you, youre on school property. You can be arrested for assault and intoxication. So fuck off"

 

Josh charged at Brandon, who easily sidestepped and kneed Josh in the stomach. The man layed there and let out a string of curses. Brandon simply stood there with his arms crossed.

 

Josh got up and said, "I'll get you you shit. Watch your back" and with that, he staggered away once more.

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Maureena had followed Brandon out, and she saw everything.

"Woah.What a dick."

She laughed a bit, and then turned to go back inside.

 

 

Brittany was out in the gym, getting ready for cheer.

She and Emma were captains, and they got to choose who made it in this year.

"I cannot believe this!" Emma kept saying.

"Oh Em. Me either!" Brittany hugged her.

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Abby made a grumpy face as Brandon bumped into her and barked at her. She was tough online, but knew better than to start a fight with some kid that look liked he hit women. Abby got Maureena's text and met her at her locked. "Yeah I got smokes, a guy outside the gas station near the mall will buy them for you." Abby handed Maureena a few smokes as she flirted with Brandon, "woah Maur isn't he like in grade 12?" Maureena didn't seem to care as she followed Brandon outside. Abby went a long, as she couldn't smoke inside obviously. A drunk middle-aged man was yelling at Brandon. Abby walked over to Maureena and lit up her smoke, "what the fuck is going on?"

 

Abby hunkered down and pulled her laptop out of her pink laptop bag she took everywhere with her. Abby began to type up her latest blog entry.

 

Vicious Circle

 

Good afternoon unevolved primates. Drama Central is heating up as usual, as the man the cavemen left behind, started picking a fight with the dumpster baby. But the news isn't all bad, a hot new student is burning up the halls. He's in grade 12, maybe you've noticed him? Of course you've noticed him. Dumpster baby has decided to pick a fight with some druken hobo on school property. Maybe they'll touch each other and trade memories, since they're of the same species and all. It's at least entertainment, like the Cable Guy, funny in a twisted-you-feel-bad-later kind of way.

In other news; Carlos Champloo, a new transfer student who moved here this summer, has gotten uglier. He's went from creepy-trench-coat-guy all the way to child molester on the attractiveness scale.

At least we Still have Mr. Bates to look at.

Amirite?

 

Abby finished her cigarette.

Edited May 24, 2012 by Shankveld

[MachineGunLola 408]

Maureena shrugged, laughing.

"I have no clue, but that Brandon guy is a total dick. Let's go get something to eat. I'm starving!"

She opened her phone and sighed.

"My sister can't drive me home. She's doing" here, Maureena gasped sarcastically, "Cheer tryouts!"

She laughed again.

 

Brittany was still in the gym, and she'd just about had enough of this lame group.

They couldn't do anything!

She sighed and took a drink of her coffee, eyeing Emma and rolling her eyes.

"Okay group, let's try this..."

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Brandon looked at the two as Josh staggered off, he pointed at them "You two saw nothing, got that?" He said angrily. The last thing he needed was attention brought to himself that his drunk stepfather tried to fight him at the school.

 

He knew Abby was one for gossip, so her watching this was probably bad, but it wasn't like he had the power to make her do anything. He would never hit a girl. He slumped back down as he turned up his music once more as the girls smoked, I will Not Bow by breaking benjamine was coming from the headphones.

[MachineGunLola 408]

Maureena watched as Abby typed up her newest blog.

She smiled.

"Oh, I really liked how you described my sister in your last one. It was amazing."

She sat down next to Abby and looked at her nails.

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"Cheer try-outs? You mean a bunch of borderline lesbians, that cope with their sexual confusion by fucking every guy on the football team?" Abby pulled out another smoke, debating whether to start it or not. She hated walking while smoking and Maureena was the type of girl that was always in a rush to go everywhere. Abby's attention went to Brandon as he shouted at her. Abby rolled her eyes, "what's the big secret?" She said out of his hearing range. Abby shook her head, "remember that guy I hooked up with in the summer?"

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Brandon got up and began walking to town, already seeing Abby typing her blog. "Why don't you ever learn the whole story of something before you go typing away?" he snapped as he walked off.

 

((being ignored? Goes and leaves lol. I've got nothing now unless someone speaks to him))

[Champion RD92 8,658]

Daniel was stopped by Mr. Clark, the new principal, on the way to his next class. Mr. Clark asked Daniel to keep an eye on his daughter, Emily, in third period.

 

"No problem, Mr. Clark, I make sure to keep an eye on her," replied Daniel. "Oh, and by the way, welcome to Drama Central."

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Maureena nodded to Abby.

"Yeah, why?"

She stood up to stretch, and watched as Brandon walked away.

She itched to go after him, but he didn't seem interested in her.

She sighed.

 

Brittany quit the cheer tryouts early, and headed outside to get a quick smoke before she went home.

She saw Maureena and Abby sitting together, doing what else but smoking and blogging?

She sighed, pulled a smoke out of her packet and lit it.

She hoped that Maureena was only into cigarettes, and not hard drugs.

[Shankveld 4,949]

(( You can always go to your 3rd period class, and wait for Dalton and interact with him. ))

 

"Remember how you said he didn't go to our school, so it'd be a one time thing and I'd never have to see him again? Well he's in my second period class. He doesn't recognize me though, probably was too drunk." Abby watched Brandon storm off, "he's street trash, don't worry about him." Abby noticed Brittany walking towards them, "incoming."

 

Mr. Clark smiled at Mr. Bates. "Thanks, it's kind of wild. These students are nothing like the ones where I use to teach. If any give you trouble don't be afraid to send them to my office." Mr.Clark smiled and walked off, he took a deep breath and watched some late kids run to get to second period class. "No running in the halls!" He called after them, there was no respect for authority in this school.

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Brandon soon returned to his class, quickly copying the notes he missed while was was gone, an angry look in his eyes.

[Champion RD92 8,658]

As students began to take their seats in class, Daniel noticed a jock trying to pick on another student. "Typical douchebag jock..." thought Daniel as he watched Tony knock the books off Dalton's desk.

 

Another student, Brandon, suddenly got up and left the room saying he was going to go to the bathroom, not giving Daniel a chance to say anything.

 

(Wow, I'm kind of late with this post, aren't I?...)

Edited May 24, 2012 by RainbowDash92

[MachineGunLola 408]

"Oh, jeez, that's.. Amazing. You can like, have a do-over! What's his name?"

Maureena asked, smiling.

She noticed Brittany walking towards them too.

"What do you want, Britt?"

"Maur, I let the tryouts get out early, and if you need a ride, then you'd better come with me now."

"Eh, I'm fine.I'm hangin' with Abby."

Brittany looked Abby up and down.

"I see that. Have fun."

She kissed her hand and blew it at them, then walked back to her car.

[Aureity 3,055]

Alex was having a nightmare. He was in a dark room, the only light source being a grimy old window. It felt suffocatingly quiet, and he was getting nervous. "Hello?" he tried to call out in an attempt to break the monotony, but his voice only echoed off of the walls. "Is anyone there?"

 

There was a sudden creaking sound from behind him, and Alex turned around. There, right in front of him, was a clown. But not just any clown. A clown with an eggbeater and one of those squirty flowers that Alex so despised. Alex screamed and ran for the door, but it was locked and bolted tightly, an unflinching sentinel that blocked his path. "Fluttershy, save me!" he cried, banging on the unmoving slab of wood as the clown drew nearer. "No! I'll do anything!"

The clown opened its horrid mouth in a lopsided grin. "Avada Kedavra!" it hissed menacingly, and suddenly Alex was tuned into a gigantic heat lamp. What the...?

 

RING! The clear, calm sound of the bell shattered Alex's daydream, and he hastily jerked his head upwards off of the desk, momentarily disorientated. The classmates around him were already packing their belongings, and for a second Alex wondered what he was doing in the room, before he remembered that he was in school. Still slightly dizzy, Alex grabbed his notebook off of his desk, shoving it into his bulging backpack with some effort, before heading out the door.

 

I'm laying off the Red Bull, he decided as he left.

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"Champloo. He's Hispanic, so you know what that means; bedroom wise. Not like I'd know, we only made-out. He was pretty drunk, probably would've puked on me if we went any further. Rocking isn't good for the stomach." Abby quieted as Brittany approached and offered Maureena a ride home. "Doesn't she have a third/fourth period class?'" Brittany turned to the two a blew a kiss at them, "what did I tell you? Borderline lesbian." Abby shrugged.

Abby sunk into herself as she sat at the edge of the sidewalk. What kind of asshole hooks up with a girl and doesn't even remember her?

"Whatever. Mr. Bates is the only love of mine!" Abby laughed.

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Maureena gasped.

"Oh, I know pf him! Amy in second period said he is H-O-T!"

She licked her lips.

"She gets to go home for her fourth, since it's only study hall."

Maureena pretended to gag when her sister blew a kiss.

"I know, right? God.."

Maureena noticed Abby grow silent, and she gave her a soft nudge.

"Mr. Bates is gorgeous!" Maureena laughed with Abby and smiled.

She and Abby weren't like, besties, but she liked her.

 

Brittany had ten text messages from her boyfriend, Caleb. He was really annoying her.

And now that she was home, she could quit being so perfect.

She let her hair down and ate a bowl of cereal, still ignoring her phone.

He wanted to have sex with her, but she wasn't sure she was ready.

Even though Abby thought she'd had sex a dozen times, she was still a virgin.

But no one knew that.

Only Maureena.

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Brandon gathered his things and headed to his third period class, math. His mind still had the blog freshly remembered. Why do people do that? Cause so much gossip when they know nothing? It made Brandon upset, but of course he wouldn't show it. He looked at his watch, only this and another class and he'll be out. Then he'd head to the mall for his job at the pizzeria.

[Guest]

Carlos was about half-way around his first lap when a girl came up from behind, speeding past him. What is that, a jog or a sprint?!

Carlos sped up a bit, but to no avail. That chick was flying. So, he settled for a leisurely pace and acquainted himself with the school grounds once more. The girl passed him twice more, and he too eventually finished his three laps.

Y'know, it's larger than you'd think! Carlos thought, out of breath. Guess I'll have to join a team if I want to stay fit like that... When are soccer tryouts?

 

PE ended and it was time for Carlos to head to his second class -- Biology. Once again, he twisted his way through the school's unnecessarily winding hallways and made it to class before the bell. He chose a desk and other students began to file in. As he kept his eyes on the door, his heart skipped a beat. Oh. Mierda. A girl had entered -- a girl whom he'd gotten to know quite personally over the summer break. I had no idea she was rich! She glanced about the room in a confident manner. Carlos sunk in his desk a bit. I mean, she was sociable enough, but she looked irritated at the events going on around her. She really seemed pissed off at everything! ¿Es esto una especie de broma divina? He thought, We're like polar opposites! Hopefully she doesn't remember me too well...

 

She turned her head, almost on cue, and perked up a bit. Her eyes stared at him, and he sank lower into his desk, refraining from the need to make facial expressions. She loftily walked over to his side of the room and chose a desk relatively close to his. In a rather over-dramatic fashion, she unpacked her bag and prepared for class.

"Carlos. Hey, Carlos!" she said, "I didn't know you went here!"

He turned, rather sheepishly. He was still a bit messy from PE.

"Uhm... yeeahh. I was transferred." he replied, "I didn't know you went here either! How're things going?"

She smiled, rather affectionately.

"They're going well, actually... say, do you rememb-"

The bell rang, signaling the beginning of class. The biology teacher stood at the front of the room and promptly introduced himself, cutting off the girl's sentence. Carlos faced the front of the class, semi-shunning the girl.

... I forgot her name. ...How did I forget her name?! He remembered, Oh, right. She was introducing herself at the club but the music spiked... I guess I was a bit tipsy as well.

 

"Alright, I shall assign lab partners to each of you!" the teacher said, cutting through Carlos's thoughts.

The teacher proceeded to call off names, none of them recognizable.

"Abigail Catelle and Carlos Champloo!" the teacher stated, rather loudly.

Abigail, huh? I wonder who that i-

The girl whom he'd met over the summer stood up and moved next to Carlos. "I'd prefer to be called Abby Cat, sir." the girl responded. "Isn't this great? It's like a sign from the heavens!" she joked, playfully hitting Carlos's arm.

 

They carried out a small conversation, in which, Carlos made it evident he didn't remember too much of the evening they'd hooked up. The girl seemed a bit stricken by how straightforward Carlos was -- most of the people at the academy had a tenancy to live behind false personalities. She stood up after a while, informing him that she was ditching. He understood, after all, it's hard to simply return to school after a long and eventful summer break. She excused herself from the classroom, but nobody seemed to notice.

 

"Hey new guy, you might want to watch out for that one." one of the students said, "she owns a gossip blog called The Vicious Circle -- it's pretty popular around here. She'll seriously mess you up if you get on her bad side!"

"Y-yeah, thanks bro." Carlos replied, managing a half-hearted grin.

... I jodido.

Edited May 24, 2012 by Guest

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Soon, PE was over. Emily had to get to her next class. "You're a good runner!" The coach exclaimed as Emily left. What was her next class... Biology! She headed over to where she thought the lab was, wondering what partner she would get...

 

(Short post is short. Got to get to REAL school)

Edited May 25, 2012 by Eximius Terribilis