Afterschool, Hunter and I wait outside of the classroom, about to step into a room filled with nerdy, judgmental prats. Woo-hoo!
I put my hand on the handle slowly and begin to turn it. A person aggressively shoves passed me and enters through the door. I glare at the oblivious student and follow with a hesitant Hunter trailing behind me. When we are inside, the door shuts loudly and everyone adverts their attention to us.
"Hey Emmerson!" Olivia calls out next to Vincent. I offer a small smile and grab Hunter's hand, dragging him towards the table. There are about fifteen people in the room, they're all wearing safety goggles and white coats incase of any spillings.
"I see Halloween's come early" Hunter comments and I stifle a giggle while Olivia glares at him. "Listen, douche, you're here in our classroom. This club is for only the top 10 percent of the best science students. You better be damn respectful because whether's you like it or not, you're stuck with us for a while. Got it? Good! Now Vincent, show them where the gear is." She said straightforwardly, putting Hunter and I off-guard. She has some sass. No wonder Quinton likes her....Vincent showed us to the gear room where all the goggles, coats and sciency gear was kept. I cringed when there wasn't any pink. None. At all. I mean, it would be okay if I was in love with white. -I'd totally be a doctor if I did. There would be white coats everywhere!
"You don't happen to have a pink coat, do you?" I asked with an innocent smile. Vincent swallowed hard, you could see his Adam's apple bob up and then down. "N-no." He said quickly with no eye contact and quickly exited the room. Hunter crackled out laughing and I looked at him strangely before picking up the coat. "He totally digs you" Hunter chuckled and I rolled my eyes. I out on the coat and the glasses and turned to Hunter. "How do I look?"
Hunter covered his mouth and stifled a few laughs which he turned into coughs. "Like a nerd" he grinned and nodded approvingly, "Mission accomplished." I grinned back and walked out of the closet, back to Olivia and Vincent.
When I heard footsteps behind me, Hunter wasn't wearing his uniform. I immediately frowned, "you aren't wearing one?" I asked and he looked at me as though I was crazy. "You're serious? No way. I'm not wearing that."
"God, you're worse than me." I scowled and his jaw dropped. He instantly grabbed a coat and put it on, "am not." He replied and I rolled my eyes.
"So what are we doing?" I ask Olivia and she just shoots me a glare. "The instructions we on the board" she says quickly and I turn to face the front.
In bold letters it says:
Instruments:
Bunsen Burner
Gauze Mat
Matches
Crystals
GlassWhat the heck? "What the hell is a Bunsen burner?" I whisper to Hunter and he shrugs. We walk into the gear room again and look at all the equipment in it. I grab a glass cup thing, matches and a 'gauze mat'. Where are the crystals and Burners?
What are they?
I grab a weird poky tool. "I'd this a Bunsen?" I ask and Hunter shrugs again, "I dropped science last year. How would I know." I nodded in agreement and decided just to take it with anyway.
No idea where the crystals are. They're probably just decoration, maybe we don't need them...
We reserve a table at the front and put the tools on the desk. I set the glass on the table and put the gauze mat on top of it. Is this how you do it? Where does the poky tool go?
"What are you doing?" Olivia walks up to me and stares at me creation on the table. "I'm setting up." I say in a 'duh' tone like it's the most obvious thing in the world.
She rolls her eyes, "No Barbie, seriously, what are you doing? Why are you holding the large tweezers? It's not even on the list." I stare at the poky thing in my hand.
"Well how am I supposed to know what a Bunsen burner is?" I huff and she sighs, rubbing her temples. Hunter looks between us boredom and decides to sit on a chair. He grabs a match and puts it on fire and then blows it up. I notice on the table there are about nine other burnt matches lying there. He strikes another and puts it in the pile, not blowing it out. It catches on fire with all the other matches making a miniature bonfire.
He grins, "cool"
Olivia's eyes bulge. She takes off her slip-slop (shoe) and smacks them three times before they're all out. "What the fuck" Hunter growled and Olivia breathed in deeply. "Look. I don't like you. Either of you and frankly I can't wait until you're kicked out of this club. But since you're in it for the time being, I'm helping you. -for now. Those are Bunsen burners, it doesn't take a genius and it certainly isn't rocket science. Everyone else has the equipment, so you could have just mimicked them. We're burning M crystals. You need to observe all of the changes. Its an extremely simple task and if you fail, I'm guessing you didn't pass any of your freshman exams. No hurry up, I've already spent 10 minutes of my time."
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Barbie Transformation
RomanceThis is an old story of mine with many errors. Read with caution! Define Barbie: A perfect female toy, particularly used to play games with, especially favoured and envied by the same gender. A toy that's convenient to play with at any time, any age...