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An alarm goes off before immediately being smashed by someone's hand. The person groans as they realize what time it is.
They sit up and lean against their wall before they continued to stare at nothing. They usually did this everyday to try and combat the tired feeling in their body. It works.. most of the time. It's not exactly reliable but it gets the job done. The person heres a buzz from their phone and glances at it. They eventually sigh and pick it up. They hate talking to people in the mornings, it was their most grumpy time of day.
They hoped it wasn't from someone who would make them mad right now. They unlocked their phone and saw who it was from. They softly smile to themselves before opening the text
'HI HI HIIIYYYAAAA!!!!!!! i hope you slept well!! anf if you didnt i'll make sure to pyt a smile on your face today ;3'
They put their phone to their chest and sighed softly. That text already put them in a much better mood. They liked that this person thought of them every day. It made them feel special in a way that no one else could make them feel.
They yawned and felt themselves start to lay down again. Maybe they could just.. skip school today and sleep. They felt their eyes close as they slowly drifted off to-
"PAINTBRUSH!" "AAH SORRY MOM SORRY I'M COMING!"
[New Character Unlocked:
Paintbrush Canvas
They/Them
Nonbinary + Neptunic
16
African American
Junior.]
Paintbrush threw their covers off and quickly stood up. They were definitely awake now. Every time their mom yells it always sends them into a panic. They usually wonder what they did wrong this time, it's a regular thing at this point.
They glanced at their clock. 7:14 am. But wasn't it just 6:20 a minute ago? Who cares, they're LATE. Paintbrush immediately went into flight or fight mode and ran downstairs. They almost tripped on multiple steps before making it to the bottom. They saw their mom standing by the door with Paintbrush's backpack in hand.
"Mom I-" "What are you doing just standing there?! Go get ready you're late!" Paintbrush nodded and ran back upstairs to shower. Looks like they'll have to skip breakfast.. again.
They slammed the bathroom down open and frantically ripped off their clothes and stepped into the shower, turning on the water. They sighed and face palmed. How could they have let this happen again? Their dad specifically told them not to be late again. Now they're gonna get in trouble again which is even more annoying and ridiculous to think about.
Paintbrush simply sighed and quickly washed themselves, praying that the bus is also late so that they'll have enough time to catch it. They really didn't want to walk to school today. It always took so long to walk and it was hot ass hell outside. It would definitely be a pain to go through.
They snapped out of their thoughts, realizing that they had been standing in the shower for a few minutes now.
They're gonna be so late..
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Paintbrush kicked a rock as they made their way to school. They had missed the bus and their mom was really pissed at them. She didn't even offer to drive them to school and just left for work, even though, her job doesn't start for another hour. It annoyed the blonde a lot that they got treated like this over a simple mistake. Half of the people in their grade barely go to school anyway, why did they have to everything perfectly? It didn't make any sense to them. Their mom always used the 'when you're older, you'll understand' excuse for everything, even if it had nothing to do with the subject.
Even though they were in a rush, they still somehow managed to wear a pretty nice outfit. It was pretty simple, just a black sleeveless bodysuit with a turtleneck. Over that was a brown jacket (or sweater? They didn't know. They couldn't really tell the difference between the two) that was just above their elbows. It was zipped open since it was too hot to have it closed. They had on baggy beige cargo pants with a black belt on them. It was mostly their for style if anything. They wore black fingerless gloves on their hands. They felt uncomfortable as hell but it went with their outfit way too nicely for Paintbrush to not wear. They finished the outfit with a pair of their beat up converses that they pretty much wore everywhere.
The outfit was rushed but it made them feel good and that's all that mattered to them.
Ignoring their rocky morning, there was something else that they could look forward to. It was finally the last week of school. Saying Paintbrush was excited for summer was an understatement. In fact, everyone was. People were throwing away their books, turning in their final assignments, and skipping classes. Sure Paintbrush saw the joy in the school year ending, but at the end of the day, it's just summer break. Then it's back to another 10 months of rotting away in classes, drowning themselves and homework, and wishing they were adults already to get out of this hell hole.
It's not like Paintbrush didn't think about that last part too. Getting away from everything would be a much better change of pace.
It feels like every day now that their parents find some sort of imperfection within them and curse them for it. It's always something with them.
They either got an B+ instead of their usual A or A+ they would get in classes, or that they had too much of a 'colorful' group of friends. It was quite exhausting to keep up with their parents' demands all the time. They just wanted to be happy.
Paintbrush almost did a double take. It felt a little weird for them to be thinking stuff like this. They usually try their hardest to push down any feelings they can possible and try not to react much, mostly to protect themselves, so these thoughts weren't what they were used to.
They sighed and fiddled with the straps of their backpack. Maybe they should just ignore these thoughts for now.. they're almost at their school anyways.
"PAINTYYYYY!" They swiftly turned around and saw someone running up to catch up with them.
A girl with bright yellow pigtails was waving her arms up like a crazy person, which she was, to catch up to the blonde artist. She was wearing multiple rainbow bracelets that almost reached up to her elbows. Under that she had bright pink fingerless fishnet gloves that clashed with her light yellow shirt oversized shirt that was stuffed into her bottoms. The shirt was specifically cut to hang off the shoulder, which it was, showing off her light pink bra strap. She wore a very short jean skirt with many belts on it. Under that were striped pink and white leggings. She had bright colorful light up sneakers with a buttload of stickers on them. She also had about 4 necklaces on, one of them being a broken heart that matched with Paintbrush's. She also had many multiple color hair clips in her hair and also a couple of colorful bandaids on her face from scratches and falls.
Paintbrush did admit that it was a little amusing to see their friend like this. It was cute to them. Basically everything the girl did was cute to them.
The girl stood in front of Paintbrush as she sighed and panted as she caught her breath. "Just- gimme a sec, Painty-" "Okay Lightbulb." They said, rolling their eyes.
[New Character Unlocked:
Lightbulb Bright
She/Her
Transgender (MTF) + Pansexual
17
Haitian + Spanish
Junior.]
Lightbulb, the class president of their grade, the guidance counselors' helper, and Paintbrush's best friend. She practically knows everyone at the school, no matter what grade they're in. She's incredibly bubbly and surprisingly smart. She mostly gets Bs and a C or two there but has As in both math and art, for obvious reasons (those are her favorite classes). She's a little weird and unhinged but everyone got used to that over time and just accepted her for who she is.
"Phew! Anyways, Painty! Guess what's gonna happen over the summer!" Lightbulb stood up straight, starting to wave her hands in excitement. "What is?" Paintbrush asked.
"There's this super awesome summer camp that we NEED to sign up for! There's a bunch of activities and stuff too!" She said, tapping her feet on the ground rhythmically. "Wait really?" "YES!!! Ms. Candle told me all about it last week and asked me to get people to sign up!! Can you believe that?" "No I can't." Paintbrush said, giggling a little. "And Mr. Spoon is helping her with it too and they said there's gonna be even more teachers at the camp!! I wonder how many times I'll have to.." Paintbrush felt themselves forget their past thoughts as they listened to Lightbulb's rambles. They always seem to calm them down.
[New Character Unlocked:
Candle Wick
She/Her
Bisexual
29
African American
Guidance Counselor.]
[New Character Unlocked:
Silver Spoon
He/Him
Bisexual
30
British + Scottish
Guidance Counselor Assistant.]
The way Lightbulb talks just puts them in some weird state of peace. It was odd to them but they learned not to really question stuff like that.
"..But anyways- ¿Es ese el tiempo? Uh oh- we gotta get to school Paintster! We're late!" (Is that the time?) Lightbulb said, checking her phone for the time. "So now you care about us being late?" "Oh shut up! Let's go!" Lightbulb grasped Paintbrush's hand and started speed walking to their school.
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The brunette tapped her fingers against her desk as she waited for class to start. He had got to his class first, as per usual. They were used being early. It was a habit she had developed when she was much younger. Mostly because he would get bullied while walking into school by the upper class-men. They had just learned to be to school before anyone else to avoid that as much as possible. Even when she left that school, the habit never left. Sometimes it's a struggle to deal with, especially if he had just stayed up for almost the whole night and making himself wake up bright and early.
They work around it though. She's adapted to it quite well.
He played with the sleeves of his sweater as he glanced at the ticking clock on the wall. 7:45 am. They made a mental note that class starts in 15 minutes.
She ran a hand through her hair. He had forgotten to do it today so it was pretty much a mess. They combed out their bangs with their hand and tried fluffing them up. It didn't work.
"私はとても疲れている.." (I'm so tired..) This habit has been getting the better of her recently. He sometimes falls asleep at the dinner table because of it. Sometimes they would even force themselves awake before the sun is even up yet. Her getting up at 3 or 4 am was a normal thing for her at this point. He considered the possibility that there might be something wrong with him but didn't want to worry his parents with that kind of burden.
They put their head into their hands and groaned loudly into them. She was begging for pretty much any kind of interaction possible to get him out of this fog. He wasn't even fully awake at the moment. They were 90% sure they were half asleep right now.
"I need something to entertain me I swear.. Where's my pho-" "Hey Suitcase!" She blinked and snapped her head towards the classroom door. That is not the entertainment he wanted..
[New Character Unlocked:
Suitcase Nimotsu
She/He/They
DemiGirl + Transmasc + Lesbian
17
Japanese + African
Junior.]
"退出してください。" (Please leave.) "You do realize I don't understand you, right?" The boy said smirking. "I said, please leave."
"Why would I leave? Class is about you start!" The boy cackled and sat in his assigned seat which was, unfortunately, behind Suitcase. "Just leave me alone, I don't have the energy to talk to you right now." "Do you think I care? I just have a tiny little question for you and then I'll leave you alone.. for this class." Suitcase turned around to face the boy. "What is it?" "Why are you dressed like that? You do realize it's summer right?"
Suitcase looked down at their outfit. She was wearing a brown overhead sweater with a white button up shirt underneath. The collar was sticking out of the top. He wore light yellow shorts with straps that went over his shoulders and connected in the back. Under that they had black see-through leggings. She wore black mary janes with white leg warmers over them.
"I dress in what I feel comfortable in. 下衆野郎。" (Asshole.) "So this is comfortable for you? In the 1000 degree weather?" The boy chuckled a little.
"You're one to talk, you're literally wearing a jacket." "It's thin, Suitcase." The boy was wearing a regular white tanktop with a baggy black jacket just above his shoulders. He had a dark blue pair of jeans and green sneakers. He also had a black beanie on top of his head. Suitcase thought the outfit didn't suit him but chose to stay quiet about that. They could just insult Nickel in their head. She rolled her eyes. "Whatever."
"Yes." He looked them up and down and just rolled his eyes. "Uh huh.. I'm outta here." The boy stood up and grabbed his stuff.
"Wh- Wait a sec, where are you going?" "The teacher is out today you idiot, how did you not know?" He stated as he leaned against the door frame. "..You're not trying to get me to skip again right?" "No you're no fun when I make you skip."
Suitcase rolled her eyes as the boy left the classroom, leaving her alone.
He glanced around the empty classroom and looked back at the clock. 7:55. At least some people would start to show up by now. Half of the class would be sitting and talking to their friends, like the usual, but there's no one here. They didn't really know what to believe. This isn't the first time Nickel has pulled a trick on her like this..
[New Character Unlocked:
Nickel Copper
He/Him
Trans (FTM) + Gay
16
Irish
Junior.]
Maybe he should just stay here until 8? But they don't want to waste any more of their time. She's already been sitting at her desk for almost an hour. He sighed picked at his face, thinking of what he should do when. They jumped when they heard a knock at the door of the classroom.
She looked up and saw her friend standing at the door, waving a little. "Hey Suitsy.." He blinked at him before smiling. "Hi!"
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A girl sitting outside of the school was sitting and leaning on a nearby tree. Were they skipping? Yes. Did xe care? Very much so. She was even freaking out over the fact. They had never skipped before. The only times were for good reasonable stuff like if xey were sick or something important. She never skipped school on purpose, she was always so worried that it would come to bite her butt in the future. They were only doing this for their friend who practically skips school whenever she gets the chance but somehow still manages to get pretty good grades.
Speaking of which, xir friend should be here by now. She was always freaking out as it is and was becoming even more nervous that she hasn't shown up yet. Maybe they should just go to class or something.. But they don't want to make their friend mad. Xey already don't have many friends as it is..
She sighed and put on her headphones. They should probably go to class anyway, they hate lying to people. What are xey supposed to say when someone asks where xey've been?
She stood up and put her hands in her pockets. Yep, this was a good decision that definitely won't back fire on them whatsoever.
..Xey hope.
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She pushed the door to the school building open and saw that the halls were practically empty by now. Everyone was most likely in their classes, or they just were skipping school and weren't in the building.
They sighed and fiddled with their fingers as they started walking down the hall. Xey felt kind of bad about bailing on xir friend but what other choose did xey have? Continue to wait and build up tons and tons of anxiety over it? That doesn't sound very pleasant to her. At all.
Maybe they should stop stressing over this and stress over something that's actually important. Like the fact that xey have to do a presentation today.
Her and her other friend (were they really friends? She assumed they were considering how their parents know each other and they hang out sometimes.. or is that just close acquaintances?) were doing it about music- which she planned her outfit around to match. Well, they hoped it reminded people of music. Specifically rock music.
Xey were wearing a crop top that really only covered xir chest. Under that was a black long sleeved fishnet shirt that was a little itchy but it didn't bother her that much. They had a neon purple metallic jacket that was rolled up to their elbows. Xey had leather black fingerless gloves with black bracelets with spikes on them. She had black baggy jeans with about one or two belts. They wore long black boots with spikes on them. Xir pants were tucked into them. She also had a small black choker with spikes on them. If you couldn't already tell, they liked spiky things.
Reevaluating xir outfit, it didn't really feel 'rock' to xem. Maybe it didn't matter. It's not like her partner is gonna dress up for this so why was she trying to? It wasn't like they were trying to impress anyone.. were they? Xey didn't know at this point. The only person she would even try and attempt to impress would be- "MIC!"
[New Character Unlocked:
Microphone Wire
She/They/Xe
DemiGirl + Lesbian
17
Jamaican
Junior.]
They blinked and looked behind them. "Uh- yes?" A short girl was seething with rage as she walked over to Microphone. She had a light yellow poncho that connected with a small red button. She had a white button down shirt that looked pretty fancy. It had little ruffles on the end of the sleeves and the end of the shirt. She had black dress pants that reached down to her ankles. She had black dress shoes that looked like it was for a 6 year old's dance class.
Xey laughed nervously as xir friend started to shout at xem. "Where were you?! You never showed!"
"Um, well I-I did, but I kinda got a bit nervous and decided to just try and go back to class.." "Oh my- you didn't think to text me?! Seriously Mic, this is just getting ridiculous." Microphone glanced away and sighed. "I'm sorry okay? It's not even that big of a deal.." Her friend rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I'm still skipping because I'm reasonable and don't give up on things."
Mic frowned as their friend started to leave. Great now she's mad at xem. It feels like she's always mad at her over something. "Okay.. I guess.. bye
[New Character Unlocked:
Taco Caparazón
She/Her
Lesbian
17
British + Mexican
Junior.]
Mic just turned around and started walking to their class.
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*Timeskip to lunch*
A girl was frantically searching her locker for something. It was about to be lunch and for the love of God, he couldn't find his lunch box. She was starting to question if she even brought it to school.
Maybe he accidentally threw it out when cleaning out his locker earlier? No, it wasn't that, she specifically asked her girlfriend to help her so she wouldn't do that. Maybe he left it in a class? No, it was in her locker for the whole day.
He just shut his locker and groaned. She can't eat that gross school lunch again. Last time it gave him the worst food poisoning he's ever had in his entire LIFE. And she's had some bad food poisoning before. He threw up multiple times on the way home. Her throat hurt for days after that. Well, the school did hire a new lunch lady after that accident, but he refused to eat that lunch ever again, no matter how hard anyone tried to get him to. Maybe she should just bite the bullet and accept her fate.
"Hey you!" He turned around and saw Lightbulb with a pile of posters in her hands. "Oh, hi Lightbulb." "Whatcha thinkin' about?" "How I'm gonna have to eat the school lunch again and relive sophomore year."
"Oh yeah, that was a doozy! But I thought you packed your own lunch now." "I think I lost it.." "Hm, that's sad." "I know. Anyways, what are those papers for?" She asked, gesturing to the ones in Lightbulb's hands.
"Huh? Oh! Yeah, Ms. Candle and Mr. Spoon asked me to get people to sign up for the summer camp so I printed some flyers that imma hang up right now!" She said, showing one of the flyers.
It was painfully obvious that Lightbulb drew it, but it was still pretty good.
"Woah cool! Can I sign up?" "Omga! Yes!" Lightbulb pushed a flyer into the boy's hands. "Thanks Lightbulb!" "You're welcome, Flat Face!" He sighed. "I told you a million times to stop calling me that.." Lightbulb just shrugged and smiled brightly.
[New Character Unlocked:
Fan Saa
She/He
Bigender + Lesbian
16
Chinese
Junior.]
"Anywaysss, wanna help me put these bad boys up after lunch? I would ask Painty but they don't have a free period and there is NO way they're gonna skip." "I mean, I guess yeah. Speaking of Paintbrush.." Lightbulb rolled her eyes and started walking away. "Wh- Hey! Where are you going?" "We're not talking about this again! I don't give you permission to do that!"
Fan face palmed and quickly speed walked to catch up to Lightbulb. "Come onnnn! I'm just curious." "I definitely do not like Painty in that sort of way! That would be weird!"
"Are you sure? When I liked-" "I don't need to hear that story again. I'm single and you're not, how fantastic." Fan paused and cringed at herself. Is he starting to become those people who only talk about their relationship? Surely not.. right? She only talks about her girlfriend sometimes.. Okay many a lot of the time- but that's only because she loves her so very much.
It's not like Fan's just constantly talking about people's love lives like weird people do.. He still talks about his interests and the things he's passionate about!.. And her girlfriend.
"Flat Face- is anyone in that brain of yours?" Fan snapped out of his thoughts and realized he had stopped walking. Lightbulb was standing in front of her with a look of confusion on her face.
"Uh- sorry! I was just thinking about stuff.." "I was saying that the keychains on your backpack were starting to fall off.. and on your belt loops."
"Wh- HUH?? Oh shhhhhoot-" Fan looked behind herself and saw a small trail of her keychains lying on the dirty school floor. He quickly squatted down and started picking up the keychains of various different characters from all kinds of 'weird' and 'odd' media.
"Why do these always fall off?" She mumbled mostly to herself. "Maybe you're just clippin' them wrong! Or maybe it's 'cause all your clothes look like hammy downs." Lightbulb said, shrugging.
Fan looked down at himself. She was wearing a white shirt that was at least 2 sizes too big for her. He had a red jacket with yellow accents over top of that. It was only zipped halfway with one side of it being off of the shoulder. She had a dark blue jean skirt, which the shirt was tucked into, that reached just above her knees. He had red and white shoes on that matched his hair. Sure it was a bit.. dirty. The white was more of a beige color by now, but it still looked nice. At least to Fan.
"..No they don't." Lightbulb made a gross face at her. "..Do they? Really?" "Very much so." "Jeez why are you so sassy today?" "That's just how I am Flat Ass. Anyway, I gotta go meet Paintster outside. Bye bye!"
Fan waved a bit as Lightbulb left before processing what she just called him and face palmed. She rolled her eyes. That was a little annoying but he'll get over it.. Eventually.
Maybe she should just try the school lunch again. It can't be that bad..
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Okay this is that bad.
Fan had gotten his lunch and it still tastes like shit. It's not as bad as before but it's still really bad. The food barely tastes like.. well food. It's like if cardboard and clay had a baby together and play-dough was it's weird aunt.
She pushed the tray away from herself and sighed. He was soooo hungry. This is the first time in over two years that she has to starve herself until school is over. And where is his girlfriend? She should be here by now. Maybe she's just being paranoid again. He always seems to be worried over something most of the time. Anxiety sucks.
She slammed her head on the table, catching the attention of a few people around her. Usually Fan would be self conscious about this sort of thing but he didn't have the energy to care about that right now.
"Hi Fan." Fan yelped and immediately sat up straight and turned around; blush creeping onto her face.
A tall lanky green haired person stood behind him. They were wearing a green sweatshirt with a puffy turtleneck. They had a lab coat over it that reached down all to their calfs. They had slick black pants that were wavy at the ends. They wore black boats that made a deep clacking noise whenever they walked. Their hair was tied up and away from their face so that they could see. It was Fan's girlfriend.
"Hi.." She cocked her eyebrow before sitting down next to him. "Are you okay?" "Uh- y-yeah! Yeah.. I'm fine! Just a bit annoyed about.. stuff." "Like what?" They asked, putting a hand on her shoulder. "I lost my lunch and now I have to go hungry!"
His girlfriend cocked xir eyebrow. "What do you mean?" "I looked in my locker and my lunch wasn't there- where else could it be?" They chuckled a little before taking off their backpack and opening it. "What are you doing?" She didn't respond as she rummaged through her bag before pulling out something and setting it on the table.
"..Is that my lunchbox?!" "Mhm!" Fan just stared at it before looking back at her girlfriend. "Where did you find this??" "I didn't." "Huh?" "I didn't find it, you gave it to me while we were cleaning out your locker."
Fan face palmed. Of course! How did he forget something so important? "Oh.. I guess I forgot.." She said, nervously fiddling with her thumbs.
"It's fine! I forget stuff all the time." He moved Fan's bangs out of the way and planted a kiss onto his forehead. His checks immediately turned beat red. "Testy.." "Oh sorry- is that okay?" "Y-Yeah- I'm just not used to it."
[New Character Unlocked:
Test Tube Vial
Any pronouns
Genderfluid + Bisexual
17
Vietnamese
Junior.]
Test Tube just smiled at her and patted Fan on the head. Fan and Test Tube have been dating for about a month now. They used to have very obvious crushes on each other that would drive everyone around them crazy. After 2 years of pain and agony for everyone around them, they finally confessed their feelings for each other and started dating. They were still new to this relationship thing- specifically Fan. Her brain was still stuck in the crushing phase so she would basically short circuit every time Test Tube would to the most basic thing, such as holding hands.
Fan giggled a little before popping open his lunchbox. "A-Anyways.. Lightbulb told me about this uh, summer camp thing." She said, putting the flyer on the table.
"Oh?" "Yeah. I-I was thinking of going but Mr. Spoon is gonna be there. He hates me." "I'm sure he doesn't hate you." "He doessss! He sent me to detention for looking out the window!" Test Tube laughed a little. "Oh yeah, I remember that."
Fan slammed his head back down on the table and let out an audible groan. Test Tube just patted her head.
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Two twins walked throughout the halls together. One of them was wearing a beige T-shirt that was tucked into their bottoms. They had a white unzipped sweater over that. They had light blue jeans shorts on, due to the hot weather (seriously, the people who decided to suffer for fashion are dying right now). They had white sneakers with a few scratches on them since they've had them for a while. Their hair was tied back in a neat ponytail.
Their sibling looked incredibly different in comparison. They were wearing a black sleeveless crop top with a turtleneck. They were also wearing a hoodie but this one was a dark grey color. They had ripped black and red cargo pants that touched the ground, making them just a little bit dirty. They had black sneakers on which had drawings in white all over them. They also had skull earrings and spike bracelets for accessories.
They two had very different styles and personalities but they always seemed to balance each other out.
Anyways, they were trying to find a way to get outside of the school so they could eat lunch outside. It's been 3 years and they still get lost in this god forsaken place..
The two never ate lunch in the cafeteria since practically the whole school found them annoying and hard to deal with. They used to eat lunch in the teacher's lounge but Mr. Spoon put an end to that. He got annoyed by how chaotic they can be, despite the fact that it was only one of them acting in that matter.
They could never seem to make a friend that would stick with them. They had basically given up hope at this point. Well.. only one of them
"..Maybe we should try again?" "Ugh, we've already tried over 1,000 times to make friends with someone and it always ends in disaster! Mai più." (Never again.) The white haired boy grumbled a little. "C-Come on! Non può essere così terribile come l'ultima volta! Please? I don't wanna eat alone again.." (It can't be as bad as last time!) The black haired one stopped walking and cocked an eyebrow. "Alone?? I eat with you every fucking day! Am I not good enough for you anymore?!"
"What- No that's not what I-" "Fermare! Forget it! I don't wanna hear it!" (Stop!) He frowned and didn't respond.
"Yang please. Can't we at least try? At least give me that.." He grumbled and crossed his arms. "What makes you think this time will be so different?!" "I just have a feeling okay? Please?" Yang rolled his eyes. "Ugh, fine, Yin. Fine."
[New Character Unlocked:
Yang Chiaroscuro
He/Xe
Nonbinary + Uranic
16
Italian + Chinese
Junior.]
[New Character Unlocked:
Yin Chiaroscuro
He/They
DemiBoy + AroAce
16
Italian + Chinese
Junior.]
Yin clapped his hands together excitedly. "Yay! I know just who to ask!" "Who?" "You know that new girl that transferred here last year?" Yang scoffed and rolled his eyes. "You mean that lucky freak?" "Hey don't call her that." Yang just shrugged off xir brother's statement. "Whatever.. what about her?"
"Well I've heard rumors that she's really friendly!" "And there's also rumors saying that I've been to jail before.." Yin frowned again, beginning to get a bit frustrated.
"Yang please! At least give me this?" Yang groaned. "Fine! Fine. Jeez." Yin smiled brightly as they opened the door to the small grass field. It was like a back yard of sorts for the school. Surprising to the two, not a lot of people were out here today. Well except for one person.
There was a boy with bright blonde, almost white hair, similar to Yin's, was sitting near the gate. He was sitting down, crouched over as he read a book. The twins heard soft sniffles coming from him which was starting to concern Yin.
"Is he crying?" "Sounds more like he's sick to me. He looks gross." Yin punched Yang lightly on xir shoulder. "Ow! Per che cos'era quello?!" (What was that for?!) "For you being a bitch."
Yang gasped and growled before punching Yin in the face (not too hard of course, Yang could never bring himself to hurt Yin too hard..).
The boy flinched and turned around to see Yang in the middle of choking Yin— so much so that he started turning purple. "Uhm.. Hi?"
The two stopped what they were doing and quickly faced the boy perfectly in sync. It kind of freaked him out a little. "Hi there! Are you okay?" He sniffled before cocking an eyebrow. "Yeah, why?" "Well, you're sniffing a lot.. were you crying?" The boy blinked, processing the information before blinking again and violently shaking his head. "Oh- Oh! No no no- I'm just sick. I think it's allergies or uh.. somethin'. I've been sick for a while.."
"Oh okay! Thats-" "Sad. No wonder you look like that." "Yang! Please!" Yin said, slamming a hand over xir mouth. "Sorry about him. He's in a bad mood." "It's fine."
It was silent for a few moments, only being interrupted by the boy's sniffles. Yin struggled to find a conversation starter and was starting to freak out over the fact. He was incredibly nervous. This was a chance to make a potential new friend and they already felt like they had blew it. The silence felt like it was turning into white noise for him.
Yin had some anxiety issues that they were trying to conquer but they clearly weren't able to handle meeting new people yet. He started feeling dizzy, as if he was going to faint at any moment. Yes they knew they were overreacting but they couldn't help it. It's just how his body reacts to the smallest amount of stress.
Yang noticed Yin's uneasiness over the situation and decided to finally break the silence.
"What's your name, snot boy?" The boy turned his head once again, locking eyes with Yang for a brief moment before Yang looked away, a little embarrassed.
"It's Tissues." Yin smiled as they tuned back into the conversation. "Well uh- nice to meet you, Tissues! I'm Yin and this is my twin brother Yang." Yang waved slightly.
[New Character Unlocked:
Tissues Snot
He/Him
Trans (FTM) + Minsexual
17
Polish
Junior.]
Tissues mumbled himself about something. "What are you reading?" Yin asked, walking up to Tissues and bending over him to see. "'Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Wrecking Ball'. It's the 13th book." Yin just shrugged, somehow unfamiliar of the book series.
Yang gasped a little, peaking over Tissues' other shoulder. Tissues glanced at Yang before closing his book and offering it to xem. "Do you want this?"
Yang looked at him confused before backing away from him a little. "..What." "You clearly want this. You were looking at it weirdly." He said, letting out a sneeze at the end of his sentence.
"..So you're just.. giving this to me?" "Yeah to borrow. You can give it back to me when you're done reading it."
Yang just stared at him before snatching the book out of his hands. "Sure whatever." Yin gasped and sat down on the other side of Yang. "Tissues would you like to be our friend?" Tissues shrugged. "Okay. I thought that's where we were going anyways.." Yin smiled brightly—mostly to himself—and started unpacking his lunch.
"Wh- are we seriously eating with him??" Yang asked as xey did a double take. "Of course! He is our friend after all!" Yang grumbled and stood up. "I wasn't hungry anyways!"
He started walking away as Tissues glanced at Yin with a confused look on his face. "Ehh- sorry! He's usually not this grumpy! I don't know what's going on with xem.." "It's fine. Tell him he can keep the book." "Are you sure?" Tissues nodded before pulling out another book out of nowhere. "Okay.. thanks!"
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A boy with white hair and a boy with salmon hair were sitting at a lunch table, waiting for their friends to show up.
One of them was ranting on and on about a current someone he had a problem with. It even started to get annoying for all parties involved.
"..And it's just so frustrating that they can't get along! And don't get me started on how he treats me! He still holds a grudge and for what?? No reason at all! ..Wait a second- where even are they?" "That's what I was trying to ask you but then you started ranting on about Nickel." The second boy laughed awkwardly as he avoided eye contact. "He just gets me mad sometimes.."
"Do you think they got lost or something?" "Uh- I'm not sure.. Do you think we should go look for them?" He let out an audible groan as he slammed his head onto the table. "..Is that a no or-?"
He rolled his eyes and picked his head back up before responding. "It's just that- I feel like you guys are always fighting all of the time. It's getting annoying." He blinked before playing with his hair. They don't fight that much right? This friend group isn't exactly.. stable.. fights are bound to happen. Especially regarding their history.
"Um.. well, I'm not sure how to help here.." She responded, still playing with her hair bow. It was a nervous tick for him. "Yeah I figured. I dunno.. maybe if you guys were forced to spend time together then things would be different. Like you'll adapt or something.."
The other boy just fiddled with her fingers, mumbling out a sorry. "It's okay, it's not your fault.. Actually wait no it is your fault. I take that back." She frowned and sighed. "I guess I deserve that.."
The two were silent for a few moments, wondering if they should say anything else. The two weren't exactly close either. They were in more of a 'friend of a friend' situation. They only knew the basic stuff about each other and didn't really talk much outside of their little group.
"..So Baseball.." "What?" "I was just wondering if you-" Before he could finish his sentence, Suitcase plopped her tray onto the table and sat down. "Oh hi Suitcase!" "Hi Balloon.."
[New Character Unlocked:
Baseball Park
He/Him
Gay
16
Korean
Junior.]
[New Character Unlocked:
Balloon
He/She
Bigender + Gay
17
Mexican
Junior.]
Balloon cocked an eyebrow at Suitcase. "Suitsy are you okay?" He slammed his head onto the table as a response.
Balloon and Baseball exchanged some confused glances before turning their attention back to Suitcase. "..Is that a no or?-" "It's nothing.. I uh.. really like your outfits today..?" "Suitcase you only give out compliments like that when you're avoiding something.. And thank you I worked hard on it." "I didn't." Baseball said sarcastically.
Balloon was wearing a plain white shirt with a dark salmon sweater over it. It had a black star pattern all over it and one big star around his chest area. Her sweater was zipped open since the AC in the school was trash and it was still at least 77 degrees in there. He had on blue jean shorts and red sneakers. She had on a black choker and an extra hair tie on her wrist. He also had a yellow bow holding his hair in a nice ponytail.
Baseball was wearing a white and red.. baseball cap on his head. He had on a white jersey shirt with red stripes. He had red shorts on that reached just above his knees. He had on white sneakers and gray socks that were pulled up all the way to his calves. He also had on short white gloves. He looked like he was about to play in a baseball game.
Suitcase sighed and played with her sleeves. "Suitsy.." "Okay well- It's just.. Nickel. Y'know? 彼は本当に私をイライラさせます.." (He really annoys me..) "I understand the feeling.." Balloon said under her breath. Baseball rolled his eyes and face palmed. "Please not this again."
Suitcase let out a sheepish 'oh' before rubbing the back of their head. "Uh- sorry Baseball." "No it's fine. I understand where you guys are coming from it's just.. I wish we weren't arguing all the time." Balloon rubbed his arm and nodded in agreement. "I don't like it either but it's not like I can do much considering.. how Nickel treats me."
Baseball frowned. He knew how much Nickel's behavior impacted the others, especially Balloon. Their past was a bit tricky. Nickel still holds a grudge against Balloon for what she did while Balloon just wants Nickel to stop fighting with her and for the both of them to just get along for once.
"Yeah. I'm sorry I can't do anything about that." Balloon and Suitcase exchanged a few glances between each other.
"..Baseball, you're not responsible for Nickel or his actions. He's the one who decides to treat us like this. It's not your fault." Balloon said, smiling a little. "Yeah! It's a little unfortunate that Nickel acts like this but it's not your fault. Nickel makes his own choices, and just because most of them aren't good ones doesn't mean you're responsible for that."
Baseball let out a soft sigh. "..Maybe we should just-" He was interrupted by and loud slam on the table. The three jumped at the noise and all glanced to the sound and saw Nickel standing there with a glare on his face.
"Are you f*ggots seriously talking about me?"
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Quick A/N: IM NOT WRITING THEIR OUTFITS ANYMORE I GOT SICK OF IT HELP
IMMA JUST DRAW THEM UH LATER 😭😭
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A girl skipped through the halls of the school. She already finished her lunch and was just mindlessly wandering the school since she was bored.
She didn't really have anyone to talk to during lunch. She had joined the school in the middle of the year which was.. pretty bad. But she was also a junior. By this time, everyone else in her grade already had their friend groups and such and she was just.. on her own.
She didn't have any hard feelings towards anyone though. She understood that she wasn't there but it still kind of hurt to be alone all the time. Despite that, she was always kind and friendly to everyone. She always stuck by the golden rule, no matter how people treated her. Including Nickel. He was always accusing her of horrible things that she would never do. She didn't understand why he hated her so much, she barely knew him.
She decided to just shrug it off for now. She was trying to find the art room so that she could draw to her heart's content.
She continued to skip throughout the halls before accidentally bumping into something. Or someone.
"Oopise! Sorry about that!" She said, backing away a little. The other person stood up and lightly brushed themselves off. "Oh, it's you." She cocked an eyebrow at that. "What? Do I know you?" "Huh? Oh! No no, you don't. But I've since you around here before. It's uh- Clover right?" She smiled brightly and nodded. "Yeah! What's your name?" "Um, Cabinet. But you can call me Cabby."
[New Character Unlocked:
Clover Sorrel
She/Any
DemiGirl + Lesbian
17
Mogolian
Junior.]
[New Character Unlocked:
Cabinet File
She/Her
Lesbian
17
German
Junior.]
"Ooo! I like your name!" "Thanks. I uh like yours too..?" "Aw really?" Cabby sheepishly nodded. "How nice! Do you wanna be friends?"
Cabby blinked and tilted her head in confusion. "..Why?" "Why not!" "But I just met you. I don't even know what grade you're in!" "That's why I wanna be friends, silly!" Cabby just stared at her for a few moments before sighing. "Well.. okay."
Clover smiled and started walking to the art room again. "I- where are you going?" "To the art room! Wanna come?" "..Okay."
Clover grabbed Cabby's hand and started dragging her to the art room, which wasn't hard to do because of her wheels. "I can walk on my y'know." Clover seemed to not hear the girl— or she was just ignoring her— since she continued to gleefully skip through the halls.
Cabby sighed and decided to just go along with it. This was her first friend after all (not technically true, but Cabby liked to think of it that way. She didn't like thinking about the past), she can't mess this up.
After a few moments, they made it to the art room. Clover gently swung the door open. "Here we are!~" She said, smiling brightly.
"I don't think I've been in here before.." Clover glanced at Cabby, a little shocked. "Really??" "Yeah. It's not one of my classes."
"How do you survive?? I love drawing so much!" "I'm not really the artsy type." Clover shrugged before taking a piece of paper from a random table. She offered it to Cabby with a smile on her face. "Wanna draw with me?" Cabby glanced at the paper before taking it out of Clover's grasp. "Uh.. okay."
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The two girls continued to draw for the rest of the lunch period. Sure Cabby's drawings.. weren't the best, but Clover appreciated the company.
Soon the bell rung and lunch was over. Clover frowned as she looked at her unfinished drawing. "What am I supposed to do with this??"
"Maybe finish it when you get home?" "I'm probably gonna forget but.. okay!"
Clover stuffed the paper into her backpack and zipped it. "Welp, I'll see you later, Cabster!" She said while walking out the door. "We literally have a class together right now.."
Clover poked her head back into the room, scrunching her nose up as she made a confused noise. "We do?"
"Yeah. I sit behind you. How did you not know this..?" Cabby asked. Clover just shrugged. "I don't really pay attention to my surroundings. I got lost like 3 times on my way here!"
Cabby just sighed and stood up. "Okay let's go."
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Lightbulb dashed down the hallway, barely dogging the people that were currently heading to class. She was holding the same flyers from earlier.
She was looking for Fan but couldn't find him anywhere. "Where is that silly goober?" She mumbled to herself as she leaned against a random wall. She pulled a random person's arm out of the crowd. "Hey do you know where Flat Face is?" The boy looked at her confused. "Who's that?" "Fan. Fan Saa." "Ohhhhhh! Nah I haven't seen her."
Lightbulb groaned and sighed. "Ok whatever. Do you have a free period right now?" "Yeah why?" Lightbulb put half of the stack of papers in the boy's hands. "You're helping me then."
The boy just looked at her confused before shrugging. "Okay!.. What are we doing?" Lightbulb face palmed. "We're gonna put up these flyers for the summer camp."
"There's a summer camp happening?? Why didn't anyone tell me?!" "That's what I said! It was like- really last minute. Ms. Candle was very nice about it though!"
The two started walking down the hall together, looking for bulletin boards to put up the flyers. The hallway started clearing out as people made it to their classes which Lightbulb was thankful for. She didn't wanna accidentally ram into someone!
"Soooo, when's the camp?" "I think it'ssss.. June 21st to July 12th. So that's like- three whole weeks! I think there's gonna be camp fires and marshmallows and stuff." "Sounds like we're gonna have a fire time! Haha get it?" Lightbulb looked at the boy weirdly. "Yeah that wasn't my best."
"Anyway- Fan was supposed to help me with this but he ran off somewhere. She's probably making out with her girlfriend or something."
"He has a girlfriend?" "Yeah for likeeee.. almost a month!" "And I'm still single? Cheese I gotta step up my game." "I know right?? It's not fair Fanny gets a hot girlfriend and I'm single." Lightbulb said as she put the rest of the flyers into the boy's hands, letting out a small 'hold these' as she pinned one to the wall.
"I would like a boyfriend." "Oh you're gay? I should've guessed by the way you look." "Thanks.. I think??"
Lightbulb ignored the boy's comment as took her papers back. The two continued walking down the hallways, putting up the flyers.
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"This school is much bigger when you have to talk around everywhere.." The boy complained as he sat on the floor. Lightbulb was putting up the last flyer they had. The two had walked around the school for the whole period; all 4 floors. They got a little.. distracted to say the least (they argued like Twitter users for 15 minutes about if water is wet or not before deciding to agree to disagree), but they got it done a few minutes before the bell rung.
"Don't be such a drama queen!" He grumbled and stood up. "Are we done?" "Yep! Oh, I almost forgot to ask for your name stranger!" "Oh yeah, me too." The boy extended his hand to her. "I'm Cheesy!"
[New Character Unlocked:
Cheesy Mold
He/Him
Trans (FTM) + Gay
16
Dominican
Junior.]
Lightbulb gladly took his hand and shook it aggressively. "Lightbulb Bright! Don't wear it out." Cheesy slightly giggled at that. "Pleased to meet cha!"
"Anyways Cheesester, I should probably get to class before the bell rings. I don't want Mr. 4S to yell at me again.. That guy is scary.." "Tell me about it.. Bye Lightbulb!"
Lightbulb waved as Cheesy walked down the stairs to get to his next class.
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Cheesy walked cheerfully to his class when he heard some people yelling down the hall. He figured it was just some random ass class playing 'Kahoot!' or something until he got closer and saw that there was a crowd of people standing right outside of the school building.
Cheesy was gonna head to class... but his curiosity got the best of him. He walked up to the doors and opened them. He now could clearly hear everyone yelling 'FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!' to two people. Well, he assumed it was two people, he was too short to see anything. He sighed before pushing past the people, muttering apologies to them as he passed.
He finally made it past the crowd and saw that it was two guys, taller than Cheesy, who were arguing with each other. He thought the blond one looked familiar but shook it off as he glanced around.
There was no sign of any teacher at all, surprisingly. Cheesy sighed. He just wanted to go to class, he didn't wanna deal with this. But stopping this fight seemed important. Those two look like they could rip down the whole school if they were angry enough.
Cheesy stepped forward and let out a cough. "Excuse me!" Everyone quickly went silent and looked towards Cheesy.
"This doesn't seem very PG.. Maybe do this at home? You'll be able to rip each other's clothes off in private!" Everyone started giggling while whispering to each other. The two gave Cheesy a death glare, causing him to laugh nervously.
"Anyway- try to keep the fights at home? People have classes y'know.." "Who the hell do you think you are?" The blond one asked stepping up to him.
"Someone who wanted to go to class but now I have to deal with this." "Well maybe you should've just minded your own fucking business." Cheesy just shrugged and glanced up at him. Damn this dude was intimidating, at least to him. He thought it had to do with the fact that he was quite tall.. or at least taller than Cheesy. Okay now he was starting to panic a little. Maybe trying to stop a fight between two guys who were clearly older and stronger than him wasn't the best idea..
Maybe he should've just minded his own business and not try to be a hero. Whatever, that didn't matter right now. What does matter is how Cheesy was supposed to get out of this situation..
"I-I just wanted to stop the fighting! We don't want anyone getting detention do we?" The other guy was about to respond to him before there was a shout from the school doors.
"What Everyone quickly turned their attention to Ms. TK who was standing in front of the entrance. Everyone's attention immediately shifted towards her. Everyone quickly got their shit together and started booking it inside of the school. The only ones left were Cheesy and the two other boys who were fighting prior.
"You three. Go to the principals office." "But I didn't even do anything!" Cheesy argued. "Just go." He sighed and gave up. What did he just get himself into?
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It was finally the end of the school day. Everyone was getting their stuff from their lockers and packing their bags.
Microphone sighed as she looked around for Taco. They felt the need to apologize after what happened earlier today. Xey should've gotten over xemselves and skipped class. She's had enough drama as it is..
They looked around for Taco, which wasn't that difficult. Xey were quite tall. At least, taller than most. They saw her going through her locker and walked up to her. "Hey Taco.."
"Hm? Oh, hello Mic." Microphone stood still for a second, shifting xer weight onto each foot. "I just uh- I wanted to apologize for what happened earli-" "There's no need for that. I overreacted. "..Oh?" Mic wasn't really expecting this. Taco rarely apologizes..
"Yeah it was stupid of me to expect you to bend over backwards for me at all times. That's just dimwitted." "Uhhh yeah uh it is.."
Taco gave Microphone a look which made her immediately correct herself. "N-Not saying that you're dimwitted! I just uh- sorry."
"You're good. Is that all?" "Oh yeah um wanna hang out with me and the others after school?.. Speaking of which, where are they?" Taco rolled her eyes before shutting her locker. "They got sent to the principal's office."
"Wh- What?? Why?" "Another fight I suppose. Not sure if they'll be coming today." Mic sighed. "Another? Great.. I swear it feels like they get detention like every day now." "I wouldn't be surprised if that was true." Mic chuckled at that. "...Well, can we still hang out?" "..Sure."
The two started walking down the halls— which were now close to empty due to everyone immediately leaving— when a voice from behind them made them stop in their tracks.
"Heyyyy yuri likers!" Taco sighed. "...God no." "More like God yes!" Microphone turned around with a pissed expression on her face. "What do you want, Cheesy?" "C'mon, can't I hang out with you guys?" "No." Microphone nudged Taco to get her to shut up. She cleared her throat before taking a deep breath and responding to Cheesy. "Cheesy, don't you have any other friends to hang out with? Maybe?" "Nah not really. Actually, I met this bright—" Cheesy paused to do his signature slap his knee— "Girl earlier! But she's probably busy with her other friends."
"Uh huh.." Mic glanced away before giving up and sighing. "Okay fine, let's go." "Yes!"
The trio began to walk down the rest of the hall. Microphone was.. a little pissed to say the least. Cheesy wasn't the greatest person to hang out with. He would regularly make fun of Mic and the fact that they had trouble controlling their volume which got old really fast.
Maybe he learned his lesson? Xey hadn't really heard him say anything but horrible puns lately. She really hoped that last year wouldn't repeat itself..
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