The Side Character Club (TSCC)

Breakfast and Doing Things Called Making a Club

We all dig into our breakfast, enjoying our omelets, hash browns, sausage, and bacon.

Zoe takes out something from her conveniently placed pocket, and we all peer over at it curiously, but silently, as we're stuffing our mouths with our food.

Did I mention that the food at Drewberry is a-m-a-z-i-n-g?

In movies (and books, but we aren't in a - oh wait, we are...), there's always the lousy lunch with mystery meat and everything, and yes, I have experienced the horrors of school lunch at private schools, but this is a boarding school, and apparently they decided to hire someone that can cook well, but I heard before I came here the food was... bad.

Inedible is another synonym.

"So..." Zoe says, dragging it out while nibbling on a piece of bacon. Normally we would say something along the lines of "So blah blah blah," but we're all stuffing food in our mouths, so they are conveniently full. And you know what they say, don't talk with your mouth full.

Zoe clears her throat and tries again, swallowing the bacon. "So..."

I feel bad, so I hold up my hand to swallow before saying, "It's cool!"

I might have said it a bit too loudly, because some people look up and stare at me. I give them a shy smile, and I see them immediately turn away.

Some of us look up and turn around in their seats to see what I'm smiling at. The people turn around again and - is that blood?

You can never tell, especially after you participated in a few pranks with fake blood (Claire was the one that came up with the idea of using ketchup and mixing it with water to form a paste, then adding a bit black paint to darken it).

I find it best to not go all for is it blood, or not, that is the question on this, and look back at Zoe, who's rolling her eyes.

"No, I mean, like, an idea for what we can use for a club."

I have an idea, but I stay quiet because... it's kind of stupid and the others are probably going to have a better idea. But then they're all silent, so:

"A club for side characters," we somehow say in unison. I'm serious, it's hard for like, ten people, to speak in unison.

Zoe sighs.

"Yeah but we can't just go to the headmaster and explain this whole situation. We can't say, hey, umm, so the fact is that we are a bunch of SCs and that's why this school had so many crazy things happening and yeah."

Toast slams her hands together, and we all jump a few feet out of our seats. "Okay, so - "

"NO," we all say in unison, once again. It shows our defiant support against Toast's eViL things. She was probably going to say something about studying blood and collecting blood and using it to train vampire bats and stuff.

She frowns and looks at us.

"I actually had a good idea that does not involve blood."

Lilith frowns, "Or murdering?"

"That's included in the blood category."

"Or animal abuse?" Questions Ruby and Evelyn at the same time.

"No."

"Or something cruel?" Athulya asks, an eyebrow raised.

"No."

"Cruel as in our cruel, not your cruel," clarifies Alex, making Ruby laugh. Well, she laughs until she sees Toast, then she quiets.

"Omg, no, I was trying to say maybe we should start a club where we journal, write, and that kind of stuff." We look at her, and then each other, in shock, because that is probably the most un-Toast thing we've ever heard.

I nod my head, masking my shock, "Okay, so you mean, we put that on the application, but in real life we just hang out and stuff?"

She nods her head, pleased we finally got it, and moves to sit criss-cross in her seat.

We all stew in silence, then start talking at the same time, then quiet again.

"Okay, so we all agree we make a journaling club, and we can all sign up, but what if other people also sign up? Then we're kind of screwed, because we can't do SC stuff or talk about it." I say.

"I mean," Athulya starts, "I guess we can just make like groups and everything and put it in there for description," she says, pointing to a spot on the form. "So we make small groups to discuss our journaling, but instead, we do, you know, our stuff."

"We need to think about the smaller details though," Zoe points out. She takes out her phone, and takes a photo of it, front and back. We all copy her, and rustling can be heard as we all get our phones out at the same time.

After about a dozen clicks, we all fall into another awkward silence.

"How about this," Atalanta says, "we can work on this later, because right now I want to finish the best omelet in the world."

We all agree, and Ruby holds up a finger.

"And I'll keep it for safekeeping since my folders and stuff are almost empty, unlike you guys..." We all look at our bookbags trying to burst at its seams and she silently slides the form toward her, taking out a folder labeled Other to put it in.

Now let me eat!

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I'm gonna go eat my dinner, and also, 16 engaged readers!!!

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