OSC HIGHSCHOOL AU FROM SCONE REAL!!?!?!?!?!?
Ruby, a small transfer student at OSC High (IK THE NAME SUCKS SHUT UP) with her 35 sisters, and she meets Flower,,, a girl in her year who is in the Trans Fashion Club. She has Curly pink hair and she's q...
BIG ANNOUNCEMENT: I MAY HAVE TO HALT THE HALLOWEEN CHAPTER I'VE BEEN PLANNING, AS WE ARE 2 MONTHS BEHIND. I WILL 100% NOT WRITE A CHRISTMAS CHAPTER BUT FOR NOW NO CHAPTER 5 OKAY??? MAYBE ONE DAY I'LL PUBLISH IT. FOR NOW WE'LL GO FORWARD IN TIME A LITTLEMTO AROUND THIS TIME OF YEAR OKAY???BACK TO THE STORY.
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heres a drawing of Flower as an apology
Ruby POV:
It's a COLD AS FUCK JANUARY MORNING. I shiver as I walk to school.
Amee, Amber, And a lot of my sisters got sick so I have to go to school alone. When I get here there's a lot of people not here.
I put my stuff away as usual, grabbing only what I need for first period and then sitting on the bench next to the lockers, doodling in my notebook I'm supposed to be using for math because WHO NEEDS MATH.
soon Flower nears, I have learned how to recognize people's footsteps and now have them MASTERED.
RUB: Hi!
FLO: Bitch! I was gonna scare you!!
RUB: Sorryy.. Did I mess it up??
FLO: Eh, it's fine I guess- hehe.. Do I look okay today by the way???
I stare for a few seconds, noticing a few things
RUB: you have a single curl sticking up, and your eyeliner's smudged. FLO: DAMMIT. RUB: Do you want help?? FLO: Yeahhh... maybe,
The guy named Tennis Ball runs up to us, seeming troubled
TB: Hi, er... I need some help
FLO: With... what.
TB: so you guys know Golf Ball,, right??
FLO: you mean Bozo Brain Bossy Bot Tyrant Ball Brain Golf Ball???
TB: yeah... Soo..
RUB: UH HUH???
TB: ...So I kinda like herr... and I was wondering if you'd help me maybe... uh.
FLO: Oh yeah, sure. I do this PLENTY.
TB: Thanks!
RUB: oooOoioOo. Tennis Ball has a crush~~!!
FLO: Ruby, stop acting like a 2st grader.
RUB: awhh.
TB: Can you guys help write a note for me???
FLO: Sure, how about at lunch??
TB: Yeah sure, thanx!!
He runs off, the Flower stands still.
FLO: s H I t. RUB: what is it??? Is everything okay???
she whispers something to me
RUB: Oh SHIT. FLO: Yeahh...
The bell rings, I go to first period. The announcer is at the desk. Doing grades.
ANN: Due to mass amount of people missing first period is uh. Study hall.
the power goes out
everyone freaks out
ANN: calm down. We had to turn off the power for a while due to budget cuts.
sooner or later it's lunch
Flower slams her lunch tray at our table, mostly consisting of soggy green beans, chocolate milk and chicken(?) Alfredo
FLO: OKAY, SO. TB: s o . . ? RUB: So.
Flower pulls out some pink notebook paper and a red pen
FLO: well, what do we wanna write here??
TB: er... 'Your geekiness makes me feel weird (in a good way) and' uh... 'you always know how to take control, I really do like you, I hope you feel the same'
RUB: wow, who knew you were such A poet.
I say this sarcastically (I think) and he doesn't notice.
TB: I have a 90 in poetry and English.
FLO: I'm just gonna.
She folds it into a heart somehow, crazy huh.
then.. she sees something.
FLO: Maybe.. don't give it to her on second thought? TB: Why not??
he gets up with it in his hands, then going up to Golf Ball.
TB POV:
TB: Golf Ball!!
Golf Ball was Sitting with Puffball, they both immediately flinch, Golf Ball quickly straightening herself out, they were seemingly doing something.
GB: What is it, Tennis Ball, I'm helping Puffball with uh... BIOLOGY HOMEWORK. TB: Uh.. Here take this!!
I hand her the note. She opens it and reads it. Then her expression goes blank.
GB: Tennis Ball.
TB: G-Golf Ball??
GB: I.. I'm lesbian. And I only see you platonically.
TB: I.. You're joking right??
GB: No. No no no..
TB: B-but yo-
GB: Tennis ball, you didn't have a chance.
TB: I.. I don't understand.
GB: what is there not to understand.
I'm DUMB she's a lesbian.
RUBY POV:
we watched Tennis Ball. I pull out a bag of candy, opening it and eating them.
FLO: Ruby I'm sorry to tell you but you have a cripp-
TB: Guys.
Both F and R: HOW'D IT GO??
TB: bad.
FLO: d-
TB: I don't wanna talk about it.
RUB: Sorry it didn't work out, buddy
Tennis Ball walks away briskly
FLO: ... Think we shoulda told him???
RUB: maybeee...
FLO: yeah MAYBE.
Then outta NOWHERE I hear someone scream
??: EVERYONE HERE IS A FUCKING FAGGOT
I immediately look over, seeing the fellow redhead with the B flannel standing on a table, then across the auditorium someone yells back to him
??: THANKS!!!!!!
I look over, there's a girl with half black half grey hair, and she looks like she's just got her pyjama pants on. ((REAL HONESTLY-Mr. writerman))
A guy who was sitting next to her tries pulling her back down, she doesn't sit down. She gets hit in the head with a cookie. The guy who was trying to to pull her down just sits there, shocked, then getting bonked by the other guy that was next to the girl.
I start giggling, Flower on the other hand is laughing her ass off. The girl who got hit in the fucking FACE with a cookie gets up after falling on her ass.
-------------------------- okay, I'm ending off here bc I don't wanna write the rest of this hahahhahashsa Word Count: 852 not including A/N
