My Big Book of Daydreams

Enemies in School

*TRIGGER WARNING: SCHOOL VIOLENCE* I mean kind of but not really.

"Hey! Did you see that edit that I sent to you last night?!" one of my bestfriends asked excitedly.

"Wait, the Hisoka one?" I asked with the same enthusiasm.

It was a normal day with a normal conversation like every morning. My friends and I talk about the stuff we find on the internet every night and we all laugh while eating breakfast burritos. Our group is known as the "nerds" or the "weebs". Everyone thinks we're boring, ugly, and not worth getting to know.

However, I should tell you more about myself and my friends. I'm actually a street fighter who's undefeated and well-known in the underground world. My friend group consists of a master racer,  a genius, a daughter of the most powerful mafia leader, and a hybrid werewolf queen (who still can't defeat me). We're known as the "Goddesses of the Underground". Everyone is scared of us, and everyone is below us.

Of course, we have enemies. Some are dangerous and some we can defeat with a flick of a finger or even less than that.

We are actually pretty lazy, so in school, to avoid our enemies, we have disguises that conceal our total power and alpha auras. This consists of dull wigs to cover our multi-colored hair accompanied with dark contacts and thick glasses to hide our unique eye colors and to shield the world from our blinding beauty. 

Back to the story, like I said, it was a normal day. We went to first period, then second blah blah blah. Suddenly, the intercom went off. The teacher looked up to the speaker, confused. "There weren't supposed to be any announcements or events today," he muttered to himself. 

Beep. "Attention all teachers and students. Please head to the main gym immediately. Please," he asked, almost begged, shakily. Wait, shakily? Principal Morse used to be in the military; he wouldn't get shook unless....

Ugh, I don't want to deal with anything today.

I shared a look with my friends who were conveniently in the same class as me. It was a look of pure laziness that shouted "yare yare". 

The class stood up not questioning anything about anything that's happening. We walked in chaos towards the gym when we started jogging for some reason. 'Oh, the jocks are in the back, of course the coach is making them run which is making us run too ughhhhh.'

We walked into the gym greeted by the sight of our principal surrounded by a group of men in black with a piece of metal held up to his temple. My friends and I quietly snickered. We have seen and experienced almost every weapon in the world, so seeing our big bad principal sweat buckets from a little piece of scrap metal is pretty funny.

After all the students and teachers file into the gym (don't ask how), the "leader" of the group of the guys in black grabs a microphone with a deep scowl directed to the audience. 

"Where are they?!" he practically growls out making the students quiver in fear. "WHERE ARE THEY?" he shouts again making the students flinch this time.

"Who?" some ballsy guy from the crowd asks. I applaud him, truly.

"You know who," he says with a menacing smirk, "the goddesses, the Goddesses of the Underground."

The crowd gasps in recognition. 'Hehe we're famous' our group thinks with a tiny smirk hidden with our hair.

"Wait where are they?!" the same guy asks on the verge of fanboying along with everyone else.

The "leader" gives him a taunting look. "Wait, you didn't know? They go, and have been going, to your school for years." 

A big "NANI??!" was heard throughout the world from humans, to elephants, to bugs.

"Yeah, and they're right there." The "scary" guy points in our direction.

The school whips their heads towards us. 'I'm surprised they didn't get whiplash' I thought with amusement.

"Them??" the ballsy guy asks point to the people right behind us. Oh, coincidentally the popular pretty girls were standing behind us, cool.

"No, them. The girls in front of them," the leader says, clarifying his earlier statement while pointing directly to us.

"Huh?" the school cries in confusion.

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"HAHAHAHAHAHA," our group bursts out laughing while clutching our sore stomachs. Whew these guys are actually pretty dumb. You see, our disguises aren't actually that effective our peers just have the attention span of a goldfish, so they haven't noticed us for years.

"You caught us!" I said with a mocking tone that had a little killing intent behind it making the bad guys flinch. 

Our squad strut towards the leader slowly in our infamous formation. We snatched our wigs off our heads and took of our glasses, our contacts just magically disappeared with them, changing our clothing magically with a snap of our fingers. 

The crowd gasped in shock and amazement.

"Now, now," I began with the same tone, "don't get too excited. We stills have some very bad boys in front of us that need to be punished." Our group smirked with our blood red lips making my statement more intimidating.

The "leader" gulped. "You think you can actually beat us? We have hundreds of skilled fighters here who have beef with you," he exclaims hesitantly at first gaining confidence gradually. 

"Ha. Hundreds? Do we really seem that weak to you. That's nothing," I said emphasizing the "nothing". 

We reach the guy holding our principal grabbing our principal and yeeting him into the crowd. After we did that, a swarm of men ready to fight surrounded us while the students moved back getting some popcorn to experience the epic show about to happen. 

We wait for a moment, until they suddenly charge. 'Tch, stupid. Everyone knows you have to analyze your opponent for weaknesses first, duh.'

The first fist inches into my vision. Faster than a blink of a human eye, I directed the fist away from my face making the guy come closer to me. I "accidentally" hit the pressure point on his stomach that makes him want to go have explosive diarrhea, and he took of running. 

As each attacker came my way, I skillfully defeated them by using their open weaknesses while not using much energy. I glanced over my friends when I had a moment, and they were crushing the enemies easily one by one. We were going at a fast pace until we saw something that caught our eye and made us stop completely.

Tick. Tick. Tick. They set off a damn nuclear bomb.

"I didn't want to have to do this, but you left me no choice," I said tiredly.

The girls and I looked over at each other nodding slightly. We closed our eyes and waited. The crowd waited. Our opponents waited. Even the atmosphere waited. It was like every single thing in the room anticipated what we were about to do.

We opened our eyes.

Suddenly, multiple blinding beams of light shot out from our backs, and we started floating slightly in the air. Wisps of different colored sparkly mist surrounded us until we were completely covered by the whimsical fog.

"You have awoken one of our true forms, the light dragons!" I said in a booming voice.

We shot up into the sky in search of the bomb that was threatening the country. We flew over the city, trying to get a sense of the killer bomb's energy. With every ounce of our focus, we located the ominous prescence of the annihilating weapon, and promptly deactivated it. We returned to school irritated and annoyed with the amount of effort we had to exude today, and ready to end all other quams the bad guys had with us. To our surprise, they fled, and all the other students in the main gym fell to a silence unnatural to the number of students that filled the premises. 

Before anyone was able to react, my hybrid werewolf queen friend activited memory erasing magic to erase this whole ordeal from the minds of all the witnesses to prevent further inconveniences. 

The next day, everything and everyone was back to normal with us being the same unsuspecting group to the rest of the student body.