Trickery and Ice

The Day He Sang

Chapter Two

[TEENAGERS by MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE]

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"First meeting is on Saturday." I shouted to all the students in the room.

They all groaned or gasped in return. However, I found myself making a "tss" sound at this. I mean it's for our grade. How do you expect our project to succeed if the start is already going downhill?

I sighed and exited the room. I then checked my schedule to see my next class and it read Math.

I smiled at this and went to the class confidently but then someone called my name. I turned around and saw Jack-ass leaning on a locker. He gestured me to come forward but I just ignored it. I'm not that dumb to follow a prankster.

When I started to walk again, he simply shouted a warning to me. "Don't go to the cafeteria today!"

I just sneered at him and continued going to Math. When I entered the room I immediately sat on one of the chairs and participated on the class. Meanwhile, many students don't listen to a word our teacher says.

I found myself rolling my eyes on this. How highly illogical it is to go to school and not listen to the lectures and participate on the seatworks the teachers give to us. I mean why do you need to go to school and then complain about how it sucks and how you wish you wouldn't be here but you just go here anyway. It's not like people care if you're gone or if you changed your view of your life. But then again, who am I to interfere with somebody's life?

Hours passed and classes flew. It wasn't until now that I realized it was lunch time. I sighed and dragged my body outside Physics. Lunch isn't really the most exciting time for me for three reasons: a) the food sucks, b)I don't have any friends on the same lunch period and lastly c)Jack Frost.

I decided to go to my locker first and grab my lunch before heading to the cafeteria. After a few minutes, I finally got myself inside and was seated on a chair arranged with a circle dartboard table. I sighed and opened my paper lunch bag. It contains a chicken sandwich, a bottle of orange juice and an apple. I smiled and tried to eat my sandwich but Frost has other ideas.

"What do you want?" I groaned.

"Get the hell out of my table."

I gave him a confused look. "I don't think so."

He-I think-found this quite new and leaned his right arm on the table. "Why not?"

"Because I'm already here."

He chuckled and leaned more to the table until he decided to sit on it. "So Summer, do I look like a give a big fuck?"

"What ever happened to Mr. I-want-to-fuck-you?" I smiled feeling a bit victorious about my comeback.

He gasped a little and his sweat starts to roll. I found myself confident about this and told him what he just did. On the other hand, he denies this saying that I'm just telling him that because I feel like I had a great comeback (which I actually think I do. Thank you very much.).

"You know Jack, you can just simply sit on the other cha-"

"I don't want to! I'm sick of you controlling my life Elsa. I'm sick of it!" He cut me off. Everybody now was looking at us like we just discovered the school's wi-fi password. He noticed this and began smirking. I tried to raise my eyebrow for an explanation but all I got is a "tss" sound before a melody came and goes blasting through the school's speaker.

Meanwhile, he looks around and smiles. I did that too but I found it pretty weird to stare at the cafeteria ceiling for no apparent reason at all so I decided to eat my food instead. He notices this and tries to grab my sandwich but the door cut him off.

"Mr. Frost! What did you do to my speaker?" Mr. Stump shouted while trying to catch his breath. I guess he's been into running now.

I looked at Jack with confusion and he returns it with a smirk before pressing something to his ear. I stared at it for a moment and that is when I realized it was a microphone. I was about to protest but Jack started to do a back flip from my table to the table to my left. And then the most unexpected happened, he started to sing.

They're gonna clean up your looks

With all the lies in the books

To make a citizen out of you

Because they sleep with a gun

And keep an eye on you, son

So they can watch all the things you do

Because they sleep with a gun

They're gonna give you a smirk

'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean

They're gonna rip up your heads,

Your aspirations to shreds

Another cog in the murder machine

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me

They could care less as long as someone'll bleed

So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose

Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me.

I stared at him and while the other students clapped. He gave me a "what-is-it-that-bad?" look before actually asking (more like shouting because who knows clapping could be that loud) it. I gave him a puzzled looked. Why is he asking me if it's bad? It's not like my opinion mattered.

I give him a sneer before someone tried to cheer him. After a few chants, many seniors followed. They also stood up and jumped like crazy. Someone even tried to grab Jack from the table.

Meanwhile, I looked at Mr. Stump to notice his red flaming cheeks. He was pissed that's one for sure. I decided to stand up on my table and shouted at the loudest volume my voice can produce.

"Stop it everybody!"

They all looked at me. But it only lasted for a few seconds before they all sneered and went back to their own tables. I even heard someone mutter: "killjoy" which to be honest, I laughed at the pun. I looked at Jack and I saw him following Mr. Stump to what I guess is the principal's office. I found myself sighing at this. I never thought I would be such a burden to all my batchmates but then again, since when did I really wasn't a "killjoy"?

As I was to eat my sandwich, someone tapped me on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Pitch Black.

"Can I join you?" He smirked.