Class Fight (part 1)

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It was the middle of class and the teacher wasn't lookin'
Kelly had a fat ass and trouble was cookin'
She had a boy wrapped around her finger tight
I fell in love with him, but he wasn't in my light
The teacher gave me notes to go out and give Kelly
She was kissin' Brandon, I got jelly
I wanted to be in her shoes for one day
I just waited 'til recess to make her pay

(The boy behind us taps crybabys shoulder and asks to use her sharpener. She looks back and agreed flashing her eyes at him. Kelly begins to stare in anger at crybaby and snaps her pencil with a snarl. Kelly pretends to knock her pen off her desk so she could bend down and grab it. The boy stares at her ass with a smirk as Crybaby got upset but I ignore them as Kelly stood up Ms Daphne smacks a ruler on her table and told her to sit down. Ms Daphne was lurking around the classroom when Kelly starts ripping a piece of paper and starts to write. After a minute she scrunches it up and tosses it at Crybaby hitting her in the head. I look at Crybaby as she grabs it and opens the paper. I look over at it then stare at Kelly she had drawn a dead stick man and a tombstone with 'you at rescess' writen at the top.)

~ Time skip brough to you by the bus ~

Ms Daphne has just finnished writing 'naptime' on the chalk board before realising her nose started to bleed and quickly runs out of the room to sort it.

The three of us sigh and we fold up are dresses. Then close are eyes and open them pitch back we look at eachother and laugh. Then we through our covers over our heads and slip into the den.
"Crybaby! Y/N!" Angelita shouts
"I'm over hear! Can u hear me?" Crybabys shouts in reply. I crawl towards there voices staying silent. I enter a large room with light to see them both sat down.
"There you are." Crybaby sighs while Angelita was laughing. You crawl over and sat down next to Crybaby "how do they expect us to sleep in here?" She asks
"I dont know. It feels impossible." Angelita responds. They both look at me who is staring at the floor and begin to giggle.
"I got this chucked at me during class." Crybaby shows Angelita the paper Kelly through at her.
"Let me geuss.. Kelly?" Angelita questions.
"I think she's trying to rip of my head of somthing." She says looking towards me (who is still staring at the floor).
"You've got to defend yourself." Angelita says bringing her attention back to the convosation.
"But I CANT defend myself. I dont know how to fight, I just-" Crybaby began before Angelita slapped her making you look up pissed.
"HEY LE-" i start before shutting up and sighing.
"Y/N? Are you okay?" Crybaby asks.
"I'm fine." I awnser "just use your powers." I say braking the silence.
"Thats cheating Y/N." Crybaby says her hazel brown eyes locking onto mine.
"Not our fault we got powers and they dont. If it goes to far you use them." I state before going back to look at the ground. Crybaby sighs and moves behind me while i stare at the floor not noticing. Suddenly i felt her hug me from behind and hear her giggling.
"WTF!" I shout before her hand covers your mouth to shut you up.
"Why are you so pissed?" she asks moving hand hand.
"Yeah Y/N!" Angelita joins in. I push crybaby off of me and look up then back to Angelita shrugging.
"You could call your mum and ask her what you should do." Angelita suggests.
"M-my mum?" Crybaby stutters quietly. I notice somethings up and try to change the subject but fail.
"Crybaby just call her." Angelita says stopping you from changing the subject.
"N-no its fine shes... probably sleeping right now and won't pick up the pho-" Crybaby stutters before being interrupted by Angelita placing a phone on the pillow. "Fine." she picks up the phone and rings her mother. Noone awnsers. She put it down and looks at her lap before looking up to the ceiling.

Mummy why do I feel sad?
Should I give him away? Or feel this sad?
No, no, no, don't you chock
Daddy chimed in, "Go for the throat"
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, "Go for the throat"
For the throat, for, for the throat
Daddy chimed in, "Go for the throat"

(Angelita smiles when we hear footsteps and saw Kelly approaching Crybabys bed)

"Let's go." I say and they nodd. Crawling back through the tunnels and sliding out laying our heads on our pillows. I look at crybaby to see she had a snake around her shoulders. I smile at her black eyes and went to sleep.

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