A Touch Of Pepperspray (COMPLETED) (To be edited/rewritten)

Chapter Two

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I approached the seated girls, still invisible. Jumping up off the ground I hovered near the balcony. Slowly I reached forward, for the two girls' necks. The ones with their backs to me. This is going to be a lovely mea---

The girl that was facing me let out a painful-to-the-ears shriek.

"DUCK!" she yelled. Where?! I turned my head to look for the duck, but saw nothing. What is she--- ? I tunred back just in time to see her grab me by the shirt, and see her fist collid with me face. This is what they call... a punch? Yes, she punch..ed me in the face. She punched me in the face! This is not a friendly gesture, I know. Before I can comprehend anything else she has flung me down hard against the ground. The ground is made of concrete I realise. I do not like being thrown down on concrete. It hurts. A lot.

Her leg speeds towards my face, I jerk my head up in time so her foot is pressed up against my neck, cutting off my air.

"WHAT ARE YOU?" she demands. I cough, while trying to answer her. "Huh!? ANSWER ME!" She screams at me.

"Hum--" I cough out. I feel my form flash back to its original visible form, but I quickly flash it back to invisiblility. Then I let my form mold into the human boy's appearance, and I let myself be seen.

"He's hot." One of the other girls state. I am hot? No. I am warm.

"I am only 37 degrees. No hotter then usual." I choke out from under the girls hard uncomfortable foot. They all give me a weird look before they start laughing. Did I say something funny? I will never understand these humans. So strange.

I try to get up while they are busy laughing but I'm immediately slammed back down on the ground. There is a loud cracking noise, it is from my head.

"AH!!!" I yell, as the pain flares up. I vow, to eat this cruel girl first! I will make it as painful as possible.

"HI!!!!!!" Yells another girl, running towards the four of us. I turn invisible again. The girl runs to the other girl who is holding me down. The force of her hug sends the mean-girl staggering forward. I leap into the air and quickly escape.

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I am standing outside the school office, debating whether I should join the school or not. I have been thinking for a while now. I will join. I will be able to get my revenge on that mean-girl who hurt me and I will be able to eat the rest of the school body!

"MWUAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!" I cackled. Two boys walked by me giving me strange looks. I cut off the cackling and pretended I was coughing instead. If I was to succeed in picking off the students one by one, then I must gain their trust. Be one of them. And not a lunatic who laughs to himself.

I strolled up to the office, climbing the many stairs that lead to the door. I enter the office and appraoch the desk, at which a woman sits behind. Glasses balanced on her nose as she types speedily on her keyboard. I stand there tapping my fingers, until she notices me.

"How may I help you?" She says, looking up at me.

"I would like to enrol, please." Manners are important if you want to gain someones trust.

"What's your name?" The office lady asks. I scan the office looking for some inspiration. What's my name? What's my name? I spot a newsletter with a list of students' names. I read off the first one.

"Jas....mine. My name is Jasmine." The woman raises her eyebrows at me.

"Your name is Jasmine? That's a girls name." She says. Damn, it is?! What do I do? What do I do? Improvise, improvise!

"Are you mocking my name?!" I demand. What the hell?! That's not what I meant by improvising! I yell at myself.

"Err.... No, of course not. Last name?" She asks looking weary. I look around again and spot a round orange fruit.

"uhhh..... Mandarin." I say.

"Your name is Jasmine Mandarin?" She asks incredulously.

"You can call me Jazz." I say winking. She gives me a disbelieving look and shakes her head, but still gets the enrolment forms.

I looked down at the papers, writing answers.

Name: Jasmine Mandarin (Jazz).

Age: 16

D.O.B: I don't know a Dob... sorry :P

Sport: Eating food

Previous school: School for human boys and girls.

The rest of the form goes much the same. Me answering what I can, half of what it says not even making any sense.

(2 days later)

I am sitting in the school common room. I ahve visited the school for the past two days, monitoring the behaviour and atmosphere that takes place in this school.

A man enters the room.

"Anna and Eva Foster?" He asks. This man is the principle. I see two girls rise out of their seats. They are dressed in pink and wearing sunglasses. On their feet are shoes, heels, that are two or three inches high. My feet hurt just looking at the shoes. A shiny substance is on their lips that I recognise as lipgloss. They turn their heads in a sharp movement, flicking their hair back over their shoulder. Do I have to do that as well? I rack my brain for some of the transferred knowledge but find nothing. The principle opens the door for them,

"Thank you sir." They say, blinking like there's something stuck in their eyes. After ten or so minutes the girls exit and the principle re-appears at the door.

"Miss Mandarin?" He asks looking around the room.

"That's me!!" I say jumping to my feet enthusiatically. I see the principle take in my appearance, confusion on his face.

I walk towards him and try to flick my hair back. It doesn't work, my hair isn't long enough. I only succeed in tossing the hair on my forehead out of my eyes. THe principle opens the door for me.

"Thank you sir." I say also blinking my eyes like the girls did. His eyes widen. I stroll into the room and take the seat at the desk.

"Um..... That is my seat." THe principle says.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't know." I say getting up and moving to take the other seat.

"Ha...ha... It's alright." He says, laughing awkwardly. Why? I do not know. We talk for a while and it seems as though Mr. Principle is reluctant to let me be a student of his school. Guess we're going to have to do this the hard way. I get up and approach him. He starts to back away but, sighing, I reach out and grab his arm, pulling him closer. Placing my hand on his forehead I watch as his eyes turn vacant and unfocused.

"You will let me be a student of this school." I say.

"I will let you be a student of this school." He repeats his voice monotone.

"You will tell the other staff you were very pleased with this interview."

"I will tell the other staff I was very pleased with this interview."

"You are a poopy pants." I say just for the fun of it.

"You are a poopy pants." He says. Ok, too much fun. I think letting go of him. I walk out of the room closing the door behind me.

Walking out of the school I think:

That went well.

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