Outgoth The Goth

Chapter 1 - New Student

It was the first hour of the day and the students were in Carter class ready for a new day.

"How was your weekend Lauren?" Asked Camila, in a chipper voice from the row behind the Goth.

"Good, because I didn't have to see you." Snapped Lauren. "Must you always talk to me? We're not friends."

Camila's reply was cut off by Carter entering from the door.

"Hello children. I have a new student joining us today. Please make her feel welcome."

At this point a girl in a long all-black dress with white collar came in. She had jet black hair in braids that came down her front and skin that was even paler than Lauren's. On her face was a rather dour expression. Several of the other students noticed, she seemed not to blink.

"Children, this is Wednesday Addams."

(If you don't know who Wednesday Addams is the picture is on top)

The class greeted her with a chorus of hellos, all except for Lauren who eyed the newcomer suspiciously.

Wednesday then turned her attention to the rest of the class, checking each one out carefully with a look of morbid curiosity. When she got to Lauren, she didn't even stop to look at her for more than a microsecond. As if she was not even worth looking at.

When Camila saw Wednesday's attention get to her, could have sworn she saw the slightest hint of a smile, however it only lasted an instant. Normally a smile would be a good thing, but in this case, she wasn't sure if that was the case.

"Sit anywhere you'd like Wednesday." Said Carter.

"I will, thank you." Said Wednesday in a monotone voice as she made a beeline for Camila, where she sat in the seat next to her.

Smiling nervously, Camila extended her hand. "Hi, I'm Camila."

Instead of shaking it, Wednesday simply examined it as if it were some curiosity. "You're nervous and scared. Good. We'll be great friends."

What neither Camila nor Wednesday saw, was the brief look of anger in Lauren's face?

Carter, then hurredly got into his lecture about covering up mistakes on stage, which distracted Camila from Wednesday.

After a while, her curiosity got the best of her and Camila looked over at Wednesday. The girl was taking detailed notes, like everyone else, but it was the doodle on one side of the page which caught Camila's attention. Unlike Lauren's doodles, hers was what appeared to be a full human sacrifice of some kind. The scene, drawn in pencil was what appeared to be a young nubile virgin being sacrificed to some evil looking horned god on a bloodstained altar.

"You like my artwork?" Said Wednesday.

Camila smiled uneasily. "It's very nice."

Again Wednesday, smiled briefly. "Thank you. I did it from memory, so I'm not sure if I got all the details right. It's a pity, I couldn't draw the screams."

Not sure, how to respond, Camila just tried to smile and refocused her attention on the lecture. All went well until near the end of the class.

"Ok, children it's alphabet improv time." Carter announced. "Ally and Austin, go ahead."

The pair went up on stage and started, with things going well until Ally messed up on U.

"Ok, Ally you're out. Wednesday go ahead."

Wednesday got up and walked on stage, facing a smug looking Austin.

Carter nodded. "Ok Austin, you can start with A"

"And I thought Lauren was creepy."

Wednesday simply stood there with her ever present, dour expression. "Because you flatter me, you think you will get down my pants. Well flattery will get you nowhere. Besides, I doubt you'd make a good looking corpse anyway. Considering you spent the entire time looking at one girl after another I very much doubt you couldn't be faithful to one if you tried. You'll most likely get married, quickly cheat on her, get divorced, get married again to someone a lot more mousy and more willing to take your shit, but unbeknownst to you, she'll feel so betrayed by your unfaithfulness, she'll probably overcome her inherent mousiness and just cut off your penis in your sleep. She'll realize what she's done and flee leaving you to just bleed to death right in your bed. Still you won't make a very good looking corpse."

The eyes of the normally smug Austin, opened wide as his mouth fell open. All that came out was a high pitched.

"MOMMY!"

Carter shook his head. "No Austin, You needed a C, not an M. You're out!"

Austin was out alright, right out the door in a mass of tears, suddenly bursting from his eyes.

Carter was about to call out the next person to go up against Wednesday, when much to the class's relief, the bell rang.

As Wednesday came back to grab her black bag off the chair, Camila smiled. "He's been pissed off at me since I exposed him as a major asshat. Thank you for destroying him."

Wednesday nodded. "Destroying, implies no body is found, but we can do that later, I have a barrel of acid at home, just for that purpose. In the meantime can you show me to Mrs. Kirks, screenwriting class? It's in room 263."

Wednesday was even stranger than Lauren, but according to Camila, anyone who could reduce Austin to tears in less than 30 seconds was ok in her book. "I have the same class. Come with me."

In the meantime, Lauren watched Wednesday and Camila walk off without so much as looking back.

"Man is she dark." Said Zayn, as he got up.

Dinah chuckled. "You got that right, she obliterated Austin."

"I'M DARK TOO!" Blasted Lauren who up to now had been ignored, as the focus had been squarely on Wednesday.

Zayn rolled his eyes. "Yes Lauren, you're dark too. Think of it this way. At least she's gotten Camila out of your hair. Normally she'd be talking to you, trying to be your friend, as you seem to complain about all of the time."

"Whatever." Lauren cursed, clenching her fists as she stormed off.