Red || Xavier Thorpe ||

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High School. A place were younger minds are supposed to flourish. A place were you are giving the opportunity to finally fit in and find your place in the monstrous world. A place were you grow smarter, paving the path of your future. All that's a lie. School is a place for your children to become robots and be molded into another mindless person in this society. So why am I here? That's a good question that I have yet to figure out.

As I walk down the obnoxiously loud hallway with my sister, Wednesday, I question were Pugsley is, but knowing these small minded school rats, he is shut in his locker.  As we walk down the hall, the crowd parts around us. We holt at his locker as I read all those wonderful words on his locker, on all three of our lockers. Freak. Psycho. Murder. Crazy. All normal words that others would thing are terrible bring us Addams joy, or as close to we can get to it.

Wednesday opens the locker and Pugsley comes tumbling out. "Who did this to you?" Wednesday questioned in her usual monotone voice. He claims he doesn't know but it's obvious who did it. The high school "jocks". I was about to storm of to find those punks but when Wednesday went to touch him, she had a vision. She has been having them for a while now and I told her to tell mother but she never listens. Although that is a common trait among us Addams.

He head sprays up and her eyes go to her back of her head. The feeling must be immaculate but horrid at the same time. I wish I was a seer. My bloodline, according to Mother, has always been seers but I was different. Not only did I not fit in with this colourfully stupid society but in my own family as well. I am a scarlet witch. Dangerous and cruel, frightened by all. It is amazing.

Wednesdays vision stopped as she snapped back to reality. She gave me a look proving what I already new. It was those stupid boys. We both walked of leaving Pugsley to wonder what we are up to. "I'll get the piranhas and meet you here in thirty minutes." I state to Wednesday knowing that they have polo practice today. It's called polo right? Throwing a ball to each other in the water. Who cares. I got fish to get.

I met Wednesday in exactly thirty minutes handing her the bags. It was normally her inflicting the pain as I stood and watched. Mostly because I enjoy seeing the smile come across her face seeing others in pain. It's almost as enjoyable as watching the victims scream and wail.

The next thing I know, Wednesday and I are expelling once again. Excellent. Maybe mother and father will finally stop forcing us to go to these school.

Nope. They definitely did not let us quit school but instead send us to a school of outcasts. How dare they. I can recite every story they ever told us about this place. They could never shut up about Nevermore Academy, the place they fell in love. The expectations are high for Wednesday and I. We have to do better then mother or we fail. It just the way the world works. I can't go to this school. I won't. Normally I am just in Wednesdays shadow but now I'm in both of there's. It doesn't bother me that most people just know me as Wednesdays sister but sometimes I wish I was more. No I don't, I take that back. I'm a Addam. I'm cold hearted and give no fucks. I can't risk thinking like that.

Now Wednesday and I are sitting in the principles office with father, mother and Pugsley. I doubt Principle Weems can last two weeks with us in school.

Now let's let the fun begin.