IV. The Arrowsmiths: Personality Switch

♦ 02

Book Four; Chapter Two

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××× TONY ×××

Argh. I feel so tired and weak to do anything. I don't feel like kicking something. What is wrong with me?

It's so sad I wanna cry...

“Tony, are you okay man?” Manuel said, he was playing catch with Nora. What is happening to us? “Yes, I'm okay. Thanks for the concern.” I said.

“Nora! Catch this!” Manuel said, and threw a very good and skillful throw towards Nora. Surprisingly, Nora caught the ball. Great, so the non-sporty kids can throw and catch a good ball now huh.

“Catch this!” Nora said, purposely striking the ball towards Zack. “Hey!” Zack said, as his fiction book flew upside down. “Oops, my bad!” Nora said.

“I wanna bake muffins!” I exclaimed, stomping my foot. “Then go bake your fcking muffins.” Patrick said. “Whatever, Patrick.” I said, rolling my eyes.

“What on earth is happening to this class!?” Norwish exclaimed to everyone, patting his desk, and pulling his hair in frustration. “I don't know!” Sef said, taking another selfie.

“Omg, I almost forgot it's Louis's birthday!” Victoria said. “Ahh! Why did I ever forget!?” Rita said.

“Kim, what are you drawing?” I asked, she had been busy with a sketch pad lately. “I'm drawing... a drawing.” she said. I better not disturb, she looks really serious.

I really want to bake something, write something, or talk about something interesting. I looked around the classroom, searching for some people to have a conversation with.

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××× ZACK ×××

I was so annoyed with my classmates who were running around, talking too loud, and even playing catch.

“Argh!! This is the second time, Nora!” I said, removing the book which was stuck real close to my face because of the impact of the ball.

Now where was I? Oh, page 127. I've been reading for 15 minutes, and wow. I'm already here. What could've happened to the old man and his grandaughter? I better find out.

Normally, It would take me 30 minutes to finish two pages. Wow, this is impressing.

Now, I better stop thinking and focus on this book...

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××× RIANE ×××

I looked at my compact mirror, that I usually just often use. Ugh, my hair is ruined again. I grabbed a hair brush and perfected my hair.

“Fabulous.” I said, adjusting my headband. I just stared at my fabulous reflection, admiring it for a couple of minutes.

“Hey Riane, take a look at this!” Brendan said, showing me a cover of some magazine. Ew. Does that girl know what clothing means?

“Ahh! My fabulous, shimmering eyes!” I said, covering them from such an inappropriate photograph. “Hahaha, I knew you would react.” Brendan said, smirking.

“That boy's got a bad spirit in him. He's listening to the devil's word. Don't let him influence you. Remember that the Lord is watching.” Nick whispered to me.

“Okay? So shoo, I'm just minding my own fabulous business here.” I said, grabbing my compact mirror again.

And why do I keep saying the word 'Fabulous'. Isn't that Nadzmier's signature word?

“You don't know how much I've missed you.” I said to my fabulous reflection. “You know, Vanity is—” Nick started. “Save it Nick.” I said, smiling at my fabulous reflection.

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××× NADZMIER ×××

“How many trees did I kill just to draw these portraits of me?” I said to myself, almost crying thinking about those poor trees. I was rummaging my school bag just to see a lot of me's.

Vanity is killing the world. Oh well, look at the bright side, at least those people love themselves.

Strange, I'm acting so... Positive... and happy. And it's been three minutes already and I haven't even had a glimpse of my own reflection.

And I haven't said the word 'Fabulous' or even thought about it... Until now. I guess.

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××× NORWISH ×××

“I stay out to late... Got nothing in my brain... At least that's what people say... Hmm, um. That's what people say... Hmm, um.” I hummed. I just really love that song! In fact I love all of T-Swift's songs right now.

Who cares about that 'tough guy' image I once had? Yolo! Gotta love  music and life.

“But I keep cruising—” Before I finished the line, somebody's... butt knocked my cellphone off of my desk. My phone crashed on the floor.

“My phone!!! My precious phone!!!” I screeched. “Who did that!?” I said, ready to slap someone. No one responded. Was that just the wind? I am certain that was a person's butt.

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§ Author's Note §

Sorry, that's all for now. ✌

I was supposed to share my plans for the Christmas special, but eventually the group (Not sure if it's a group) already came up with an awesome plan.

Good luck to them with that special, cause I am not a part of it because... well I'm sooo stupid, immature, and grumpy.

Well, Merry (Not so merry for me) Christmas!

≈ Phoebz

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