Irisadonna

4: The First Day II

Sometimes, things just work themselves out for the worst because the world hates you. It's a hard pill to swallow, but it was a pill that our dear Irisadonna had forced down her throat.

It all began when Augustine was closing the meeting after giving them all the announcements they'd missed because of their meeting. "...Anyway it was good to see all of you again. Have a school year," He said, clasping his hands in front of him like a child on a church choir, which he had been by the way. He and Irisadonna had been on the same choir as children that the pastor's wife (his mother) put together. He was hardly such a meek churchboy these days, though his wildness was expected. Pastors' kids either become clowns or go gay. There's no in between.

The house captains began to leave and many of the prefects started to filter away when Noelle finally remembered something. "Oh, wait! One more thing!"

The student council members lazily looked back at her, having no interest in whatever she had to say at that point and unwilling to miss the entirety of homeroom because of the meeting. The captains of the Blue and Green houses (our favourite dirtbags) who had less fucks to give than the others kept walking. Irisadonna practically had to hold the back of Deborah's shirt to get her to pay attention to what Noelle wanted to say, and even after she succeeded Debby still grumbled.

"We need about eight people to give the new kids tours," Noelle said. People shifted awkwardly on their feet unsure of what to do. Some people left when they heard the question.

"By new kids, does that include first formers?" One inquisitive girl asked. She was a quiet, book-wormy thing called Fatima. Nobody wanted to get stuck with grimy children.

Noelle smiled. "No, they had the tour during orientation last Saturday."

An audible collective sigh of relief was heard from the crowd. A few people volunteered.
"There's no way I'm doing that," Deborah whispered to Irisadonna.

Her friend turned to her and sighed. "Fine, then I will. Guess I'll just have to scope out all the fine-ass new boys by myself..." Irisadonna said wistfully, intent on manipulation. She only had her eye on one new boy and she needed someone to actually do the tour while she hung behind with her boo. Deborah, who was a known lover of beautiful men changed her mind with alacrity.

"Well when you put it like that..." Deborah conceded as they both put up their hands.

"....Seven and Eight," Augustine counted as he smiled at the two friends. "Just enough."

Two minutes later, Augustine, Noelle, Irisadonna, Deborah, five other prefects and the captain of Yellow house were at the office to pick up the new students.

Well not quite in the office, just in the area near it where Annelise and around one hundred new students stood. Annelise was just finishing off organising the large group into four subsets. Irisadonna assumed that Annelise had categorised them by form. Deborah pouted and squeezed her friend's hand when she saw her sister. She was so put off by her sister's presence that she didn't even scan the crowd for new hotties.

Annelise grinned at the members of the student council as they shyly approached the large group. "These are some of the members of the student council here at Saint Ethel's Secondary. They'll be showing you around the school. Have a great first day!" She chirped, clasping her hands together before turning on her heels and walking off. The huge fake smile was gone as soon as her last word was said. Standing out in the hot sun talking to moody teens was not Annelise's idea of a good time. Especially not when half of the boys and a smaller portion of the girls had been staring at her boobs the entire time.

Irisadonna didn't even have time to admire Annelise's chest. She was too busy scouring the oldest looking group of students for Leo's face.

Noelle took over Annelise's position as the leader of the pack as soon as it was made available to her, with a broad smile (a real one in her case). "Good morning everyone!" She started, addressing the new students. They replied with a 'good morning' back, though not so cheerfully as they had been in the sun for much longer than she had. Augustine had not joined Noelle in the leader's spot because it looked particularly sunny and his complexion was bad enough already. He was right.
Irisadonna shaded her eyes from the blaring sun with her hand as she looked for Leo. Some bald-headed weirdo winked at her and she flinched. Goth was not a good look for some people.
"I'm Noelle Christopher, the head girl."