Mary Sue Reform School (Sequel to Not Like Other Girls)

Chapter 2: Cafeteria Chaos

The door of the ship flung open after it was parked next to a huge dock. Myriads of pretty girls poured out of the ship and into the dock.

Normally, Friction would just trip in her stilettos when these kinds of things happen. But not this time, it was as the sneakers her author gave her were magical. She managed to walk alongside the others in one piece.

Or... it could be because these shoes are actually made for walking.

It seemed like she was the only loner there, the girls around her all huddled in groups.

On her left were a bunch of fit girls in orange T-shirts with the words "Camp Halfblood" on them.

On her right were a huddle of girls in long, dark cloaks. All except one of them were wearing some kind of prep school uniform, the other one was wearing skimpy dark clothing with fish nets and dark lipstick.

Before Friction were a group of anthropomorphic animals with the figures of Barbie dolls. Most of them had either candy colored or dark spiky hair... Man, this place sure is diverse.

To Friction's dismay, nobody hopped out of their cliques to be friends with her. She sighed, remembering how she didn't even pay heed to Charlotte Sidekick back in Unoriginal High... it sure felt lonely here.

After about 10 whole minutes of walking and hearing the cliques around her blabber among themselves, a tall door came into sight, white pillars in front of it supporting the balcony above. And above the doors, it wrote "Mary Sue Reform School".

The students ran into the building like a bunch of rioters barging into a government building. Friction crossed her fingers, hoping some chick or sassy gay dude would just pop out in the middle of nowhere to be her friend.

Friction walked past the ground floor.

Nothing happened.

A gust of wind slapped her in the face as she was walking up the stairs. Why in the world would there be so much wind indoors?

She looked up, a bunch of scantily clad ninja girls were Naruto running up the stairs. "Watashi is so hungry right now, let's run faster!" one of them shouted.

Friction tried her best to follow the ninjas, but soon lost track of them. She panted, realizing that she didn't have a Starbucks for more than 24 hours.

Then, everything faded to black.

The brunette woke up to a strong ray of sunshine.

"Wh... where am I? How long has it been?"

"Two desu~"

A big pair of amber eyes stared back at her, they were as big as saucers, literally. They were so enormous that one could see the stars and hearts inside her eyes from a mile away. She also had blonde hair, just like the mean girls back in Unoriginal High. But yet, she didn't feel evil.

"Two hours? Days? Months?" Friction panicked.

"Seconds."

Friction lets out a sigh of relief. Then, she couldn't help but stare at the girl who woke her up. She was slightly taller than her, with disproportionately long legs. Her hair was tied into two blonde pigtails, it was worth noting that her clothes were too cutesy to be true. "Where are you from?"

"Let me introduce watashi, my name is Kagayaku Unchi Megami or you can call me Sailor Sol~," she said, before reaching out her hand.

Why was she so radiant?

Friction took her hand and got up, "Erm... my name is Friction."

"You must be new here," she said, "let me show you to the cafeteria."

She practically read her mind, Friction was starving.

...

The cafetería was packed with people, each table seemed to have some kind of theme. There's the one with dark cloaks, those ninjas from earlier and a bunch of chicks in medievalesque clothing.

The blonde went to get a tray, it instantly turned pink after she held it.

As soon as Friction finished getting the food and started to look for seats, she noticed something.

There seems to be a gradient of flamboyance in the cafeteria. Near the entrance, the place was filled with voluptuous young women with candy colored hair and revealing clothes.

But at the other end of the place, the girls sat more sparsely. A lot them were brunettes with a few blondes and gingers thrown in. They were either tall and thin or petite, but were no less beautiful than the ones sitting near the door. Not to mention that they all look like they shop in Forever 21.

"Baam!" Friction tripped onto the person in front of her. Knowing that there were no hot dudes to help her nearby, she sighed and got up by herself.

She looked down at the girl she tripped on. Then the person in front, then the one before her...

The second half of the centre corridor was filled with girls falling over each other like dominoes.

Sailor Sol heard the groans coming from the line of girls and came over, "Just like last year..." she chuckled and helped the person in front of Friction get up.

Then, the more brightly colored girls followed Sol and helped the others up. Within 5 minutes, the line was gone and everyone returned to their respective cliques, despite most of the second half of the cafeteria losing their precious lunch to the long line.

"AH!" There was a scream coming from outside the cafeteria.

Then, silence.

A woman lied lifelessly on the ground, her face facing the sky with eyes wide open. There was a hole on her chest, and blood on the floor.