With a startled squawk, the crow that Angel had been so
fixated on flew off. Someone was practically yelling Cheerleader.
Angel was jolted out of her concentration and realized she should
probably go to school.
Soul decided to go to school. She didn't care for it, but she had
nothing to do, so she went anyway. Since she was a Song, she felt
obligated to come and go at her own will, although that probably
wasn't the case. She blasted Hey Soul Sister as she went to
school.
Cherry smiled. *Okay Cherry, you are talking to an eleven
year old. Make them say woah!* She thought to herself. "I just
befriended the birds!" She said. *Oma gosh Cherry 'befriended
birds?' is this the 80's or something?* she thought to herself. She
then started to laugh, and ran into the school.
Angel put on her headphones and played Angel With a
Shotgun. She saw all the other students and hoped they wouldn't
tease her. It was especially awful because she didn't even have a
crush and her whole song was about fighting a war for love.
Soul saw lots of other people. She knew she'd be bullied, but bring
it on! She really didn't care. It's not like it mattered what
others thought of her. Her song said 'So gangsta, I'm so thug' so
it's not like she couldn't take on some lifeless punks.
Mindnight shrugged as she watched Cherry run off to school.
"I won't let none of them now..." She sighed, refering to her
birthday being tomarrow. She started walking inside.
Arc started humming a song he liked, Angel with a
Shotgun.
Not because he liked Angel, but because it was kinda catchy.
Candy and her cat were at the entrance to the school, cringing
because all the songs were overlapping.
Cory and Cassie were humming their parts to their song.
Midnigth sighed once more as she sat down in class, her
hands in her lap. She put on headphones, and listened to her song,
while looking down at her desk.
Cherry walked into class, starting to draw. A little cat
dancing to music. She was happy. So she finally hummed
Cheerleader. She liked other songs, but Cheerleader was her jam.
And that was not just a saying. She finished her drawing.
Angel tried to focus on her work, but she was highly
distracted by the person humming Angel With a Shotgun.
Soul scribbled down a note on a piece of paper and passed it to the
girl next to her. She looked pretty distracted.
Angel realized someone had slipped a note onto her desk. It must've
been the girl next to her. Making sure nobody was looking, she read
it. It said: You seem distracted by that boy humming. Are you a
Song or something? I'm one!
Angel passed a note back that read: Yeah, Angel With a
Shotgun. Let's not get in trouble!
Soul read the note. The she shouted. "What's so bad about having a
Song for it? It's not a bad song, if I do say so myself! Tell me
one reason it's so bad! One good reason!"