Phoenix Code

Chp. 1: Change For the Better is Snowball's Chance in Hell

A/N: Hi! Faerie here. I would like to say, thanks SO much for considering to read this! To put things into perspective in the future, I will mostly give these little notes at the beginning and end of the chapters, and will have two of my little special characters give commentary at points in time of the story. They are known as the Writer and Narrator. Both are assholes (apologies for language), sarcastic, and rather rude to each other. I use them as a way to express what I'm thinking when I write my originals. I apologize sincerely for how verbose these two are, but I love them so. They were apart of some random crack-fic that I wrote sometime last year, and I instantly fell in love with them, as stated before. Alright, I believe that is all that I have to say, so let the story begin!

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Narrator: Hello, idiots! My name is...well, it's confidential. Call me "Narrator" for now until you deserve to call me something more personal. As of my role in this shit called a story, I will interject at certain points of time in the story to give my own personal opinion on the present parts of the story. Don't agree? You can go fuck yourself, see if I care. Or a cracker. Yeah, go fuck a cracker.

By the way, you, the reader, will not actually know what the characters will look like easily because my bitch of a friend Writer, the creator of the said story in front of you, is not the best at character descriptions this early on in the story. Or in general. So, to make it slightly less confusing for anyone in the future, I will tell you instead, with permission of Writer, of course.

As far as I know, there are two main characters, Nora Stanton, and Lillian Bishop. Nora and Lillian are both 15, in 9th grade, at a school called Angel Sands School, a school for "gifted children". It covers all grades and academics in every field.

Nora is a girl of average height for her age, or 5'1", roughly. She has short, black, straight hair. Honestly, nobody actually knows who she goes out with, or if she is single. Either way, she's bisexual. She will often get someone confessing their love for her every other week, since she has a knack for being a charmer to all of the boys, and sometimes the girls as well, but no one knows that part (fucking homophobes).

Lillian is mostly the opposite. She is about two inches taller than Nora, with the same, straight, short hair, but recently bleached it. Everyone in the whole school is completely confused about why those two even bother hanging out. They're complete polar opposites in most people's eyes. Not many people know that they're dating.

Okay then. Long description over, this story hasn't even started yet, and I am not fucking sorry, at all. Either way, I just wanted to be an asshole and do this anyway, and it was fun. Story, go!

"You know, you should come over a lot more often." Lillian was being ridiculously giddy and bouncing up and down whenever they stopped

"Won't your parents be angry, or be at all disapproving in the slightest?" Nora was looking at her feet, taking small and somewhat cautious steps behind Lillian, terrified of getting in trouble with one or both of Lillian's parents.

"Don't worry. You'll be fiiine. Besides, my parents are out of country again. Even if they were in a reachable place any way, they love you as if a child of their own." Lillian was looking at the ground off to the side in absurd concentration.

"What is with that?" Nora started to walk very stiffly, locking her legs straight and walking like a robot.

"Hmm?" Lillian perked up and looked behind her at Nora.

"Your parents gone all of the time. Weren't they gone for almost two weeks last time? I mean, aren't you scared?" Nora noticed that she was falling behind, and half-jogged to catch up.