Clairman High

[Swan_Song]

Brittany ran out of the room in slow motion, her beautiful clothes and hair flowing in the breeze that was magically in the hallways to enhance her beauty. She magically was in all the same classes with everyone else, and she sat in her seat in the front, where the perfect people sat. She flipped her hair and smiled at everybody.

 

[NintenNerd]

Min had her hands folded near the bottom edge on her desk, looking right sight across the front edge. She didn't want to eat anymore candy, for now. Instead, she'd rather eat something that would kill her off immediately or almost immediately. And that, my friends is what Min had for a splendid idea. She would wait for lunch and put some type of chemical in her food. A light smile ran across her face.

 

[Runner]

Glen sat down in his seat in the front row. He took a bunch of clean wipes out of a packet in his pocket and began to furiously wipe the surface of his desk, until it was sparkling clean. Satisfied, he threw the scrunched up wipe and it landed right in the trash can, right in the middle. Glen proceeded to wait for the science teacher to start class.

Brent ran sobbing from english over to science, getting funny looks from other people since he was suddenly somehow stark naked since he's such a perv. He sat facing the wall in the corner, crying and wondering if he could just kill himself then and there. His life sucked so much. Brittany wasn't going to love him.

 

[NintenNerd]

Min looked over to Brent and quickly looked back at her desk. "So, you want to kill yourself too? Haha. Oh wait, he was naked, wasn't he? Oh God, I'm not dealing with this nor do I know how to deal with that," her light smile quickly faded away and her face had a sudden look of realization. She didn't need to see naked people, and ate some more candy to focus her mind off it.

 

[Swan_Song]

Brittany looked over at Glen and smiled all super pretty and stuff. She was, like, super perfect and stuff. "Hi Glen," she said softly, reaching out to touch his arm. "Oh my gosh! Like, your muscles are soooo amazing!" She giggled, then flipped her beautiful golden amazing hair. Her eyes were like drops of the sea implanted into her head, and her lips were like beautiful red roses, and her skin was like soft silk. Her clothes made her look like a total goddess.

(This hurts to write)

 

[Runner]

(It looks painful to write, although funny)

Glen tried his best not to lol' at how sueish she was, and instead mumbled "I know right, cuz' my body is 100% muscle and 0% fat", while writing down his list of things he would need to fix by the end of the day. At the back of his notebook of lists, there was a list of extreme things he wanted to fix, which included stuff like making the Tower of Pisa not lean and the American Flag's colors have to share the rectangle while being precisely 33.3333333333333333333%.

 

[Swan_Song]

(I almost want to make some horrible thing happen so she becomes normal and she can't deal with it. Sue funny! *bad pun*)

"100%? Wow! That's a ton!" She squeed, her eyes getting all glittery and big with excitement. "No wonder you're so good at football. My body is 100% perfection, which is made up of 25% cuteness, 25% sweetness, 25% amazing talent, and 25% amazing smarts. It's like, so hard to maintain that balance, you know? Being perfect is, like, so difficult!" She gave a sigh, her eyes getting watery at the thought of how hard her life was.

 

[Runner]

(You should totally do it, *lols at terrible pun*)

"Well, at least you've managed to keep your body balance exactly 1/4 each, that's amazing," Glen answered, as he continued to scribble down things on his list. He wondered if she would gain weight from eating 5000 ice cream sundaes. Probably not. "Say, Brittany, what do you eat everyday? I'm curious." He looked up at her and shut his notebook, finally done with his list.

 

[NintenNerd]

"And I'm 100% nothing, 0% anything," were the words that came into her mind when she heard Glen and Brittany's conversation. She finished the last of her candy given to her by Glen and swiped the wrappers off her desk. "That was pretty good," she mumbled to herself, and went into death mode.

 

[Swan_Song]

Brittany said, "Well, I love all foods, but for cheerleading I stick to a super healthy diet and I follow the food pyramid because I need to be super healthy! Although even if ea cakes and stuff, I never gain any weight. It's like, so amazing!" She giggled and flipped her hair happily.

 

[Runner]

Glen resisted the urge to facepalm at the fact Brittany never gained weight from eating cookies and cakes. He himself had to make himself weight exactly 150 pounds with no decimal whatsoever, but had to resist the urge to not eat sweets. "Wow! That's so precise! You're so perfect!" Underneath the kindness in his voice was jealousy from the fact she was perfect and he couldn't seem to make himself 100% perfect due to his wish for everything to be perfect, which made him crazy.

 

[Swan_Song]

"Well.... I think you're more perfect," Brittany said softly. "You're so smart and so good at making everything perfect! I can only make myself perfect, because I was, like, born that way!" She gave a sigh, her eyes getting watery.

 

[Runner]

Glen realized he could take this opportunity to try to make Brittany help him in his task of making everything in the world clear and precise. "Say, Brittany. All you have to do to make other people perfect is force and tell them what to do. It always works." He figured that with her good looks, she could force any guy into being perfect.

 

[Swan_Song]

"Telling people what to do? But that sounds... mean! I can't be mean, it's not, like, a part of my, you know, life!" She sighed, tears dripping down her cheeks. "But I do want to help you. Like, so much!" She looked away dramatically, her cheeks flushing a pale shade of pink, making her look even more like a speshul snowflake.

 

[Runner]

Glen sighed. "Ah, but see, there are animals you could sing to that you could save. You could save teenage boys with cancer by talking to them." Glen looked down at the ground, making sure his feet were aligned precisely where they should be. He also doublechecked to make sure his desk was aligned with the other desks.

 

[Swan_Song]

Brittany looked at him with awe and admiration, her innocence shining through. "You... you really believe I can do that?" She asked softly, looking like a pretty Disney princess because she was just so gosh dang beautiful.

 

[Runner]

"Yes, yes you could." Glen figured that any normal teenage guy who saw her would probably miraculously recover just by looking at her and her sueish prettiness. "You could change the world," he said, trying to sound as dramatic and movieish as possible so she would believe him and then help him in his plan of world perfection.

 

[Swan_Song]

Brittany giggled, looking up at Glen with adoration, a huge smile on her face. "Oh Glen, you're the sweetest! I'd love yo help you out, and make everything perfect!" Because she magically knew about his plans and all because she was super perfect.

 

[Runner]

Glen beamed. "Great! That's wonderful!" Mentally, he was all YES YES YES I HAVE RECRUITED SOMEONE TO HELP ME MAKE THE WORLD PERFECT AND CLEAN YEEEEESSS. "Alright, so, uh, Brittany, right there, out the window. You see that birdie lying there with a broken wing? Sing to the bird."

 

[Swan_Song]

Brittany nodded, then cleared her throat and stood up. She made princessy gestures to the bird and sang a few notes, as if commanding it to feel better-- but in a super duper nice way, because she is SOOOOOO amazing and nice. She hates being mean.