RestlessAndMedicated: creation story

Chapter 6

Song: the lazy song -Bruno Mars

Narrator

So these fucking plebs made it through the morning of their first day at school.  Templar tried to contain her excitement at having double Physics for the first two periods. 
Jenny was pretty lit at the thought of having Art and then Hospitality for her first two lessons. 
I can only describe Daisy as happy because she had double history first. 
And Lizzy welp she isn't planning on going to Drama so we won't talk about that. 

Jenny

Glad to be back bitches.  I heard the popular girls gossiping how we all went missing or smth,  according to them we also kidnapped Templar and we ran over Mr.  Catwrangler but the thing is he is still in and alive.  So idk how that plan makes sense. 

I just sat in the back corner of the classroom and drew the latest Hollywood Undead album cover.  It was pretty lit, I took a few minutes to the think about how much my life had changed.  Ngl our families think we are dead and I feel pretty shitty about that.  I realize that I am consoling myself as I drag the pencil over the paper,  how worrying. 

As soon as we clear our names and dirty Dereks,  the Laddies can hit the road.  I have already planned the summer holidays that we gonna go to Hollywood Undeads concert in LA and then Fall Out Boy and finally Panic!

*bell rings*

I get up stuffing the drawing into my rucksack, and charged out the door without saying goodbye to my teacher.  The popular girls hadn't bothered to approach me and that is just the way I like it.  The sky was it's usual depressing british grey,  not quite sunny but always threatening with rain. 

I can't wait for this to end,  although we are doing baking and thats literally my favourite thing besides music. 

Lizzy

God I hate school literally the only thing I look forward to is having music after break.  Lol Templar is gonna kill me after she finds out that I repicked her GCSEs,  she is going to love music with the Laddies. 

So I'm just sat on the bathroom sinks,  kinda losing faith in the Laddies because even with a new identity and new friends I am still trapped in the same school sat in the sane bathrooms thinking about the same things.  I love doing Drama but I hate my teacher so much,  I mean she is a total asshole.  Like what the fuck is her problem??!?!? 

Plus the dress she is wearing makes her look like a really ugly umbrella that got shit on by a seagull.  

Templar

I hate answering to the wrong name on the register,  my name isnt Tiger,  it's Templar and I wish I could go back to my old life. It wasnt brilliant,  I didn't have any friends,  people used to knock books outta my hands,  the year sevens bullied me and I did get thrown out the science block windows a couple of times (almost every week)  but I could live in my own home,  sleep in my own bed and answer to my own name.  But hey I have friends now,  some better clothes annnnddd the teachers don't even miss the old me. 

On the plus side I got to rechoose all of my options so I now take music instead of Geography,  I literally can't wait for my first music class,  the Laddies are all in the same class thank god.

Narrator 

So as the Laddies settled into their new identities,  they soon came to realize the pressing matter of what to do about their old identities.  Jenny had often thought of faking their deaths for a while,  and just for the bants making it look like good old hound of Baskerville had done it while they had hidden out on dartmoor.  It would literally give the old people a heart attack,  but then she remembered how old half of her friends parents are and thought better of it. 

Daisy was pretty melancholy about all of this unsure whether to say "memed it" or "why are we here again? "  it didn't take long for her to decide that it would probably be best to just stay quiet and secretly read a book from Templars library.  It appeared Daisy was one of the few people to appreciate the collection at this moment in time given Jenny couldn't read anything other than music sheets and Lizzy found more entertainment in burning books for a satanic ritual against her ex just to make sure he didn't make it to heaven.

Anyway back to the matter at hand....

Break had just begun and the Laddies had decided that they would assemble in the practise room with the best piano (upon Templar and Jennys request).  And discuss their old identities and a better band name besides The Laddies. 

Daisy

The rest of us were pretty excited for Music next lesson,  however we soon realized that The Laddies was a pretty gay name for a band especially a band as awesome as ours. I sat down on the table in the corner of the practice room and curled into the radiator on the wall.  The room would only be silent for a short while as Jenny would come crashing in followed by Derek who will yell abuse and then run back out again.  Just after that Lizzy will saunter in and sit next to be and finally Templar will come bumbling in five minutes late,  either panicking because the teachers think she is falling behind in Triple Science or because she has won another award.
It never bothers me unless Jenny starts playing her shitty High School Musical soundtracks. 

The silence ends and Jenny crashes in and as predicted Derek slams the door open screaming "EMO FAG" and then runs back out again.  Jenny rolls her eyes and launches her bag somewhere into the corner and begins playing the piano,  the music fills the room and relaxes me slightly. 

Lizzy makes a calmer entrance halfway through Jennys piano piece and makes her way to the table.  She appears to be depressed and I can relate so I sit quietly as she too curls up on the table next to the radiator.  She quickly glances out the window for Templar but finds only the y7s who thinks its cool to attempt parkour over the wall by the car park. 

About 5 minutes later (as I predicted)  Templar bumbles in still carrying her books which contrasts with her edgy and emo look.  Sighing she leans against the wall,  obviously exhausted from double Physics.  (Don't ask how I know I just do). 

The others begin to bounce around ideas for a band name until they settle on Restless and Medicated and with a quick nod in agreement from me they set about changing their Instagram account name to Restless and Medicated and put an edgy quote in their bio.

However they still can't agree on what to do with their old identities and instead are now sitting in silence with their headphones on.