K-12: A school made in hell

🎭 Drama club 🎭

A/N: at this point I'm not going to rewatch the movie to pick up every single word so I'm gonna make most of the stuff similar but not every single line.

Percy's pov:

After we were done weeping, we walked around the school. Yes around the tennis court, garden, playground and all the classes twice. "You think we should get to class?" Crybaby asked. "Who cares at this point?" Elita said with a weary tone. "I agree, I mean why go through hell if you've already experienced enough trauma?" I said. "We're going to experience more anyways." Elita said rolling her eyes. "So are you suggesting we go to class?" I told her "Guys do you hear that?" Crybaby stopped our argument by cupping her hand over our mouths while listening to the sound. "I do." Elita slowly said. "Yea where is that music even playing?" I said as I distinctly heard a faint sound coming from across the hall. "Oh I hear it!" Elita said as she ran towards the sound. "Here!" She said panting as we caught up to her. Funny, I never saw that door before. "Shall we open it?" Crybaby said. "K on the count of three!" Elita said "One...two...THREE!" I said as we opened the door carefully. When I tell you that I saw the most beautiful thing, I mean ghosts in luxurious gowns and coats dancing with one another. They were in sync with the music that we heard. It was so dreamy and beautiful. "Guys I think I'm gonna blow!" Crybaby said but we couldn't hear her due to the music and the face that me and Elita were zoned out. "Guys I think I'm gonna- AHCHOOOO!" Crybaby let out the biggest sneeze. The ghosts stopped dancing while we three stood in complete shock. "Hello!" Elita said with a nervous grin. "You all look... ravishing!" I said with the same sheepish voice Elita had. "Bewitching even!" Crybaby added "you guys see what I did ther-." The ghosts came charging at us "Percy close the door!" Elita shouted as we three hauled the big doors shut. "I think we should get to class." I said "good idea." Elita said clearly traumatised "ok bye!" Crybaby yelled as me and Elita skipped to our next lesson.

Crybaby's pov:
Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh- those two words played in my mind as I was 15 minutes late to my drama club (I missed a full class, yeah we spent a really long time at the nurse's and dilly-dallying) "even the late comers" is all I heard as I plopped down on one of the empty seats. "Now can everyone take their scripts and look at your assigned role on page two." The teacher said casually. "Uh yea about that." Eyes stared as I started my question "is there another role with is maybe less domesticated, like a director, president or a-." "A harlot perhaps?" The teacher said as all the students laughed. "Look, your kind is too soft and too sensitive to handle a man's job." Some boy told me. I'll show him who's the fucking soft and sensitive one. I thought to myself. "Well I'll have you know that being able to show emotion -which in your world is called being soft, weak or sensitive- is one of the main qualities that make us superior to your kind." I scoffed at him. He blushed bright red and it was hilarious.

Percy's pov:
So Elita are you exited for the play today?" I asked her as we finished up some writing. "Hell yeah!" She squeaked. "Girls are you done? If you are you two can have golden time!" Ms. Penelope calmly said to us. We both marched up to the teacher while she checked our work. "Well done girls! You must be the only ones who have actually payed attention to my lessons!" Ms. Penelope excitedly announced. "We both do love poetry." Elita blushed as we were completed. "Tell you what girls, how about you recite your poems to the class, maybe even the principal?" Ms Penelope said while handing us each a bar of chocolate. She handed me two so I could give one to crybaby. We squealed as we hugged the teacher. She loved me, Elita and crybaby. We were the only students who actually appreciated her. Sure, she's nice to everyone else but they don't love her as much as we do. We see her as some sort of guardian, not like Lilith but somewhat like her. "Hey I wonder what crybaby's up too" Elita said "well so do I but can you hold on to her bar? I might just eat it!" I giggled while placing the bar in her palm.

Crybaby's pov:
Whelp I fucking got myself into another catastrophe. I'm in the play currently putting on my makeup. My school dress was itchy as hell but the stupid housewife gown was both itchy and shitty x2. I heard many footsteps. Fuck, the students were rolling in. I saw one of the other girls "hey the teacher gave me these mints, to release any kind of stress you want one?" She asked offering the box. "Sure I might as well, the last thing I want is a mental breakdown on stage!" We giggled as I took one and popped it in my mouth. I wished her luck while I tried to make the best of the tacky makeup I was given. Sheesh I feel bad for the women in the 70s. As I finished, I found myself walking to the stage while picturing the velvety curtains drawing open.

Percy's pov:
I looked at my ticket. My seat was AK-47, way at the back. I plopped on my seat and saw Elita next to me. We then saw Ms. Daphne's class shuffling in but crybaby was nowhere to be seen. "Where's crybaby?" I asked Elita, trying to scan the room for any sight of a girl with bi-coloured hair. "Dunno, maybe she's just gone to the bathroom she should be here any minute now." Elita comfortingly said. The doors shut after 5 minutes but still, no sign of crybaby. "Percy you don't think she's-." Elita whispered, soon interrupted by sound of music and footsteps. A familiar silhouette walked in the middle of two other... girls I'm assuming. As she came into the spotlight me and Elita let out a soft gasp. Crybaby was now dressed in a grey vintage dress which was embroidered with tiny pink flowers. Her hair was up in a really fancy bun and her half soft blonde hair was a dull shade of grey (the other half always remained black). "Hold on a second how is she dancing in sync with the others?" I whispered to Elita. "Oh my god..." Elita cupped her hand over her mouth in shock. I saw it too. Every other person in the hall had a creepy smile across their face. Something was going on and all I knew was that whatever the school was doing it's putting all of our lives in danger.

Crybaby's pov:
I don't know how, but I was in sync with all the other performers. Shit, must've been the mints. They were probably control pills or something. Just then the "husbands" came on the stage right. We had irons in our hands and they were waiting for their shirts. In the crowd I spotted a scared Elita and Percy. I then proceeded to put the iron on one of the men watching his face melt. Two of the bunny guards grabbed me by my arms and legs. "Can't you see what's happening?" I yelled to the crowed "Your being brainwashed, OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES WAKE UP!" Well that scream sent the bunny guards flying and the students back to earth. Me, Percy and Elita ran to the front door and opened it for everyone as they charged and leaped and pounced. We all cut through the teachers and bunny guards and nurses who were no match for millions of kids. "This is gonna be fun." Elita said taking out her butterfly knife. Me and Percy had one too. Each one of us had a special gem which it represented. Elita's was a turquoise, mine an amethyst and Percy's was a rose quartz. We three walked up to the principal while the other kids were ripping him into bits as if he were a gourmet meal. " I guess no poetry session with the principal!" Elita exclaimed as she's slashed him.