A/N: Here we go, another chapter. I apologize for taking so long, but it couldn't be helped. My laziness took over xDD…anyway, on with the story! NOTE: I know its hinted that all characters are in their Freshman year, however to fit time and settings better, they are officially in their SOPHMORE year.
Nutrition:
After their elective classes, Dawnfur, Willowbranch, and Flamespirit met in the middle of the halls.
"OMS, my French teacher is like, high or something. For the ENTIRE class, he was like, squealing and jumping up and down like a little kit. And of course, Stardawn couldn't help it but suck up to him. She was like a leech to blood!" Flamespirit groaned.
"How the hell did I get such a crappy elective in the first place? Seriously!"
But Willowbranch had her own complaints.
"At least your teacher doesn't physically abuse you with a ruler! I swear, I was going to die of a heart attack in there…oi Dawnfur, what's the matter?" The two cats stopped to stare with worry at their friend.
"I have a cramp." Dawnfur replied shortly, scowling. "I'm fine, really…..oh shit." Her eyes widened and she turned and fled towards the nearest bathroom, her book bag forgotten. Willowbranch and Flamespirit raced after her.
Inside the Nearest Bathroom:
Willowbranch knocked on the bathroom stall door.
"Dawnfur! Dawnfur, are you ok?" she mewed with concern. Flamesprit frowned. "Maybe she's taking a dump" She suggested
"Do you think so?" Willowbranch replied. "I mean, maybe she's barfing or something. She said she had a cramp….
" But then we would hear, and smell her…"
"Well then, maybe-"
"Maybe," meowed a cold voice. Dawnfur stepped out of her stall. "She started her period."
Going to History :
Willowbranch stared at her friend. Her eyes were narrowed, and she growled at anybody that got in her way. Flamespirit also noticed her friend's mood, and they shared a scared glance. Dawnfur was dangerous in this sort of temper. She was voted "Most likely to murder someone" in 8th grade. A small freshman named Pouncetail accidentally bumped into her.
"Watch it shorty, or I'll rip your balls out." Dawnfur snarled.
With frightend eyes, the small cat ran away, clutching his manhood. Flamespirit sighed.
"Calm down, Dawnfur." She mewed gently. "You'll be alright. History will be boring, so you can relax…" Dawnfur said nothing. They quietly settled down into their history seats. Tigerstar began class.
"Hello." He said curtly. "Now, listen to me, I said LISTEN!!" he screeched. The class jumped. "I am your history teacher. You will address me as "Sir" or "Mr. Tigerstar. Now believe me, this class is no bed of roses, you LAZY BUNCH OF SPOILED KITTENS!!" he slammed a ruler down onto his desk. The class jumped again. "IT'S TIME YOU ALL WAKE UP AND LEARN ABOUT THE REAL WORLD. And the old world…. BUT NOBODY REALLY CARES ABOUT THAT, BECAUSE I WANTED A LIFE CLASS, BUT THAT GODAMN GRAYSTRIPE," slam! "WOULDN'T LET ME!! SCREW HIM!" he paused to take a breath. He stared at Stardawn, who was bending down into her backpack. His breathing grew heavier and heavier until finally he screeched,
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOUNG MISSY!?" Stardawn leaped straight out of her seat and began to stammer.
"J..u…Ju…..Just ge…get…getting…..p….p…paper…s.,.s…sir…f...f…for notes…." her glasses fell dangerously close to her mouth.
"To take notes, eh?" he said softly as he padded towards her desk. "Just getting paper….to take notes…." He chuckled, one paw behind his back and the other clasping the ruler with such pressure that it cracked.
"Did I say you should take notes? he meowed coolly.
"N...N...No… s…sir…" she squeaked.
"Did I, even hint I wanted you to take notes? he was even closer now.
"N….N…..N…No….s…s…s.ir?" Stardawn was shaking.
SLAM!
The ruler went straight down onto her desk, breaking upon impact. Stardawn let out a high pitched squeal with shock and fumbled with her glasses as he roared,
"THEN WHAT IN STARCLAN'S BLAZES MADE YOU THINK YOU COULD TAKE OUT PAPER?? HUH??" He eyeballed her, and a single tear ran down her cheek. He turned away.
"YOU THINK HIGH SCHOOL'S GONNA BE A PIECE OF CAKE? SOMETHING EASY? JUST A BREEZE? THE ONLY BREEZE I WANNA HEAR IS OUTA MY ASS, OK?? WELL, GET REAL! WHEN I WANT A PIECE OF PAPER OUT, I WANT A PIECE OF PAPER OUT. WHEN I WANT ANYTHING, YOU GIVE IT TO ME, YOU HEAR?" the class was silent. "YOU HEAR?!"
"Yes sir!" the class piped out.
Science/ Health:
Flamespirit let out a sigh of relief,
"Oh my Starclan….I must have had 3 heart attacks in there." Willowbranch was breathing as if she had just run a big race.
"Willow? Hey, Willow, you alright?" When she looked up, her eyes were shining.
"I…I'm in love…." She whispered. Dawnfur and Flamespirt stared.
"What the –" Dawnfur began. Her cramps were (momentarily) forgotten.
"Isn't he…just…just…AMAZING?" she gasped.
"What have YOU been smoking?" Flamespirit asked.
"The good stuff, I suppose!" Willowbranch sang, "I'm going back in there." She turned to walk back towards the classroom.
"Oh no you don't!" Dawnfur grabbed Willowbranch by the waist and pushed her back into the hall where Flamespirit and Dawnfur pulled her along as she yelled "YOU CAN'T DO THIS! YOU CAN'T! I HAVEN'T EVEN GIVEN HIM A GOOD-BYE KISS!"
Science/Health:
The students filed in as Cinderpelt took roll. The slim young cat smiled at each passing student, who in response (if male) smiled sheepishly and twitched their tail. Cinderplet was well liked among the student body. She glanced over her glasses as Flamespirit and Dawnfur struggled to drag Willowbranch into class.
"Do you need any help, ladies?" she asked evenly.
The three teens plopped down at their desks.
"No, not really." Dawnfur gasped. "OW! My stomache…" Finally settled, the bell rang.
"Well! Class has now begun. Welcome to science. Hopefully, we'll be able to have a fun year. Please note that I-"
"It's such a shame that she has a limp…Cinderpelt would have been so pretty if she hadn't." Flamespirit softly mewed.
"I noticed the toms are having trouble paying attention…even the nerds look
Dazzled. She still is rather beautiful." Willowpelt whispered back, now calm. She glanced at Dawnfur.
"What do you think?" Dawnfur grunted in response.
Lunch-"Normal" Table
Flamespirit, Willowbranch, and Dawnfur sat down in their seats. Willowbranch curled her lip in disgust at the uninviting meal before her.
"Starclan knows what's inside THAT.." she muttered.
"It looks like crowfood" replied Flamespirit. She looked at Dawnfur in pity, as the lunch ladies were generous in giving her extra servings.
"Dawnfur's smells like mousebile..uuugh…" Willowbranch faked a barf.
"School lunch was never good." Mewed Feathertail. She used to sit with Crowfeather, unitl their break up. She sat with her old friends now, along with Stormfur, who was willing to abandon his friends for the sake of his sister.
"So..what's up with you and Tigerstar?" Flamespirit asked
"I dunno…he's just….attractive" Willowbranch sighed
"You have a crush on a teacher? Least of all TIGERSTAR?" Feathertail cired.
"Yep!" Willowbranch nodded
"Wow…"
"Uh oh….here comes the Leafpool" Flamespirit warned. They watched as Leafpool slowly padded her way towards the three friends, a group of lackeys behind her.
Nerds Table-
" So he said that if X2 + Y2 15, and X Y 5, then added together they would HAVE to be X + Y 3.872983346 so you see, he found the square root of 15 because if you take the square root of X2 and Y2, and you also take the square root of 15 (the other part of the equation), you're left with X + Y 3.872983346. However, the real solution was :
(X + Y)2 15 + 5 2
(X + Y)2 25
X +
Y 5 because you can't take the SQRT OF X2 + Y2 AND GET X + Y
because (X+Y)(X+Y) DOES NOT FOIL to X2 + Y2
Instead it FOILS to
x2 + 2xy + y2 Re-arranging, we find
(x+y)2 15 + 2(5)
And then it continues from there."
"Wow, Ashfur…you're astonishing!" mewed a very impressed freshman named Ripplefur.
"Why thank you. But I am a couple moons older then you ,so that does help." He turned to Squirrelflight, who was sitting next to Brambleclaw. "Would you like to try some of my alfalfa salad with pickled mouse? It's rather good."
"For me? Thanks…"
"Hey look, it's Leafpool. She looks scary…." Said a nearby nerd.
" By my calculations, the "normal" table's gonna get it…,"
Semi-Popular (mixed of females and male)
Crowfeather sighed. It just didn't seem the same without Feathertail. He glared at Swiftfur, who was trying to catch Feathertail's attention from another table. He rolled his eyes.
"Just quit it already, will you? Stormfur will have your tail if he hears about you and Feathertail. In fact, he may already know." Swiftfur snorted.
"And he hasn't gotten yours yet...why?" Crowfeather cast his eyes down.
"I've been avoiding him"
'HA! The great Crowfeather, afraid? You must be joking."
"Watch your mouth, Swiftfur. I'm getting tired of your high and might attitude.' He snarled.
"Jealous, Crowfeather?" he laughed. "About time. But you already dumped Feathertail. So, you should back off."
Crowfeather stood up, his face tight with fury.
"Don't drag her into this you lousy mangy fur balled son of a-"
"Calm, Crowfeather…" soothed Nighcloud. She rested the tip of her tail on his shoulder. Slowly, he sank back down.
"Hey, what's Leafpool doing?" Crowfeather looked behind him. Moving his chair, he narrowed his eyes.
"What's she up to now…" he muttered.
Normal Table:
"Well, well, well…if it isn't Feathertail. The poor, little loser. How does it feel too be dumped? Not nice, eh, sweetheart?" Leafpool giggled. Feathertail stared hard at her food. Dawnfur's ears twitched.
"What do you want." Stormfur and Flamespirit growled simultaneously. Willowbranch hissed dangerously.
"Too laugh at the idiot who got dumped by Crowfeather of course! Hah!" Leafpool glanced down at Dawnfur, who was sitting right in front of her.
"Who do we have here? Dawnfart, is it? Yes…Dawnfart. Pleasant name, yes?" she giggled again.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you…Dawnfur's in a really bad mood…" Willowbranch warned her,
"I couldn't care less about Dawnfart's mood, as long as she's doesn't fart on me. Though she probably farted on my seat during drama. Right, Dawnfart?" she stood triumphantly over her.
Suddenly, Dawnfur sat straight up, turned around, and with plate in paw, shoved her large serving of crowfood on the shocked Leafpool's head.
The whole room gasped.
"It's Dawnfur, brat" she hissed, then stalked off, leaving a stunned Leafpool with rotten glop on her head.
A/N:
Ok, about the math thing. It's probably inaacurate to his grade level, but I just searched random math equations on the internet and that's what I found…so w/e!! –freaks out- Leafpool finally gets the revenge she deserves, right? Ha…special thanks to Tigerstar-Demon for the idea…have a great summer!