Sorry we haven't been posting, Joan has been really busy lately.

Also, Joan would like to either be librarian, P.E. teacher, or maybe even principal/headmistress.

Also, who is going to be principal? Should there be a principal of our AE school?

Puck~

Ugh. Middle School. Joan made Ariel and I stay at home on the first day, because Ariel was sick. Who's ever heard of an AE getting sick? Ha! I bet he just got cold feet, and was to nervous to go.

When I walked in, the secretary signed our late slips, and told us to head on into the lunch room.

"It's almost over." she told us. 

"Come on Ariel." I chastised him, but he was too busy looking dreamily at another girl who had just walked in. Her hair was blue, in fact, everything on her was blue, and she had dragon wings.

"Who is that girl?" He turned to look at me, and I sighed.

"I have no idea, but you can find out later. Now come on!" He wouldn't leave, so I had to drag him into the lunch room by his backpack and clutching my own bag, while dodging a pie in the process. A full on pie war was happening, with two boys leading it.

I smiled. These were my kind of people. Reaching into my bag, I grabbed one of my "specialty" itching powder smoke bombs, and through a couple around the room. One of the bombs hit a girl on the neck, before the smoke happened.

Chaos had erupted around the room, and I was happy.

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Btw, Icy that girl Puck "accidentally" hit on the neck was Chilly.  

~Chilly

Geesh, writing with two people who share the same font... 

Yikes. Frosty went too far. Quill's on the bench....but there is NO WAY I'm letting that jerk MewFour talk to her. She has to hear it how it is...I walk up to her quietly. "What do you want? Are you going to tease me like your brother?" She asks quietly.

"Nope. I just wanted to say that that's my crying bench." I say quietly. "What?" "I normally cry on that bench." "What, you?" "Yeah." So I sit down, cry a little and then tell her I'm sorry. "Frosty is...really overprotective....MewFour laughed at Icy, my older sister, which makes no sense because I'm ageless, today...and Frosty got REALLY mad because....MewFour knocked me over in the hallway. It was an accident too. How overprotective can people get?" Quill laughed, but it was still pretty choked. "That's pretty overprotective." I smile. "Yeah, the weirdest thing that happened today was that Icy wasn't upset about being turned into a horse...yet Frosty still was overprotective."

Quill looks up. "What?" "She was upset when she turned back, truthfully. But, anyways, I'm sorry about Frosty. He got really overprotective. I mean, having Icy humiliated and laughed at...But whatever. I'm sorry for my brother." Whoops, didn't write in italics. She sniffles a bit and I hand her a kleenex. I sit there with her quietly for a few seconds untill she says, "You said you cried on this bench. I-I didn't mean to intrude, but w-why?" I sigh. "It's because I didn't feel...included. I didn't have any friends really, and I'm the only AETCHA here." DARN FORGOT ITALICS AGAIN! I say quietly. "No you're not...Hallia is." Quill says quietly. "Really?" I ask. "Yeah." She says. AND AGAIN!

A bit of silence untill I ask-"Any more questions?" "Yeah." "Ask away." "How did Frosty get a MasterBall?"

Mellie-

An Icy vs Zeon and Masked Piester praank war has started. Long story short: Icy froze their lockers shut, then was going to freeze them out of the science room, then they turned her into a HORSE! I didn't see the horse, nor did I witness any of that pranking, but news like that travels faster than, well, a very fast horse.

Then the antics took a turn for the worse. 

Paris and I end up being late to History because an AE dropped his special bouncy ball that was some sort of sentimental gift, and we were chasing after it as it rolled halfway across the school.

We eventually make our way upstairs, out of breath, so we're especially slow.

I groan. "Ugh, Icy is going to kill us! We are so getting detention. Still, that ball would've rolled into the drain if we hadn't caught it, so I guess it was worth it..."

"Wait no, Icy won't kill us because she's not teaching History! She's a horse, remember?"

I sigh with relief. "Thank goodness!"

*****

All I can do for now 

Joan: @Shadowmoon

Do you play clarinet?!? I do too!

Anways, here's Ariel's part of the story.

Ariel~ 

I stared at the girl whom I had sat next to in Band class. I loved the way her hair swept over her shoulder, and how her laugh sounded. *Sigh* Could it be, can I actually be falling in love? I shook my head hurriedly. Surely not! The only affections I had for anyone were Joan, Puck, and Sir Galahad. I couldn't be falling in love. . . right?

Shaking my head out of its daze, I saw Saphira walking away into the halls. The bell rang, and a whole bunch of other AE's rushed out of their classes. I gasped as I saw Saphira disappearing in the crowd. I couldn't lose her now! Hurriedly pushing through the crowd, I saw a girl with blonde hair in a braid down her back "accudentally" push over Saphira, making her lose her balance and spill her books. 

"Hey!" I called out. "That wasn't very nice."

"Oops, Sor-ry!" The girl called behind her back as she continued onto class.

"Here, let me help you." I offered to Saphira as she knelt on the ground to pick up her fallen possessions.

"Thanks, but I don't really need help." She said while tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. 

"I think you do. And, by knight's code, I am sworn to help those in need, especially if it's a lady."

Saphira looked surprised. "You know the knight's code?"

"Sure. My CBer Joan taught it to both me and Puck a long time ago."

Saphira nodded. "My siblings are both Knights too, so I know how the Knights code works. Oh, and um, thanks for helping me to pick up my books."

I nodded. "Happy to help." Both of us looked up into each other's eyes, and blushed. I opened my mouth to speak again, but that was when Puck came bounding up to me, breathless.

"You'll never believe what just happened!" She told me excitedly.  

NOTE: I never saw a charrie sheet for Tara, so I have no idea what she looks like. Can you descirbe what she looks like, or post her sheet....? i jsut want to have an idea.

Mellie-

An Icy vs Zeon and Masked Piester praank war has started. Long story short: Icy froze their lockers shut, then was going to freeze them out of the science room, then they turned her into a HORSE! I didn't see the horse, nor did I witness any of that pranking, but news like that travels faster than, well, a very fast horse.

Paris and I end up being late to History because an AE dropped his special bouncy ball that was some sort of sentimental gift, and we were chasing after it as it rolled halfway across the school.

We eventually make our way upstairs, out of breath, so we're especially slow.

I groan. "Ugh, Icy is going to kill us! We are so getting detention. Still, that ball would've rolled into the drain if we hadn't caught it, so I guess it was worth it..."

"Wait no, Icy won't kill us because she's not teaching History! She's a horse, remember?"

I sigh with relief. "Thank goodness!"

Since we now no longer have to fear Icy's wrath, we walk down the hallway leisurely, and begin talking about movie ships; which romances are sappy, which just don't click, which do click, etc.

We stop as we approach the door. From inside, screams, yells, chants, and large bangs can be heard.

"I don't know about you, but I don't want to go in there," Paris says. I nod.

Suddenly the door flies open and Quill bursts out then runs down the hallway at top speed. I think I hear her crying.

"Should we..." I start, but before I can finish my thought, another girl exits the classroom, her eyes watery. I've never seen her before. She must be new today. I immediately feel a pang of sympathy for her. 

"What's wrong? Are you OK?" I ask.

She bursts into tears, looking utterly mortified at crying, but unable to stop it. 

"This school is crazy! The food looks like it's from Neptune, there's weird horses running around, and everyone throws stuff. How do you survive?" she sobs. For a moment I think, She could've been me. I'm only used to the craziness because Grace lives with me. If I had never experienced crazy AEs before, and I went to AE Middle School for the first time, I would probably be overhwlemed too.

Pari pats the girl on the back. "It'll be OK. You want to go raid the vending machines? It's the only edible food in this whole place." She giggles, probably thinking about our "alien analysis." "I'm Paris, by the way."

"I'm Mellie," I say.

"I'm Tara," she sniffles. "Thanks."

We start down the hallway.

*****

Sorry, this is only a quick one. I'll do one for Zeon later.

Quill~ 

Chilly proves to be a big friend - and help - during my moment of breaking down. She explains this is her "crying bench" and also says why Frosty went after MewFour.

"He laughed at Icy and pushed me down," Chilly says. "It was an accident, but Frosty, being the overprotective brother he is, got angry."

I swear I hear someone take a suddenly sharp breath, almost of relief or shock. But... no, we are the only two here.

We continue on with our discussion to the point where I'm finally feeling better. Is we prepare to go back to class, I hear someone cough behind us. Turning around, my face widens at the sight of MewFour. Chilly's face falls in a set frown.

"I... I'm sorry," MewFour says, nodding to Chilly.

Turning to me, he matches my expression perfectly.

"Thank you."

Then he's gone. I'm left wondering how on earth he knew I helped him. But then again, I guess anyone could have heard my shouting at Frosty and the mocking voices.

You're welcome, I say silently in my head, watching MewFour slip around the corner. 

*prances into middle school* *flips hair* *speaks in British accent* Why yes, Joan, darling, I am a clarinetist. I actually basically haven't practiced all summer, so practicing today is going to be....... Fun. As you can tell, I am Rartiy from My Little Pony. And I'm 13. DON'T JUDGE. 

Saphira~

I step into the hallway, and am instantly engulfed by a croud of Æs. I'm walk through the hallway happily daydreaming about Ariel, when I feel someone shove me. I hit the floor with a "thump", and turn to see who has hit me. It's a beautiful girl, with white-blonde hair and cat ears. Her eyes bore into me, cold as ice, and she hisses "Stay away from Ariel." Then she walked away. I was about to say something, to retaliate, when I hear Ariel call "Hey! That wasn't very nice!" The girl turns her head, and in a sweet voice says "Oops, sor-ry." Then she's gone, and Ariel is beside me. "Here, let me help you." I nervously tuck a stray peice of hair behind my ear. "Thanks, but I don't really need help." He tells me that he follows the knight's code, and suddenly it doesn't seem so annoying anymore, as it always did when Tara and Richard would carry on about it. I thank him, and we make eye contact for a split second. I feel my face go on fire. Then, Puck runs up to us. "You'll never believe what just happened!" She says excitedly. I feel that this is my cue to go. I give Ariel a small smile. "I'll leave you two to it. Talk to you later! I think we have PE together." Before he can respond, I slip off into the croud. As I walk off the PE, one thought crosses my mind. I don't care what that ice-princess says. Besides, I'm a dragon, and I can breath fire. 

~Hèmǐn~

I walk to band class, my mind still whirring. Did that surfer boy, 8-Piece, really talk to me?

It was this morning, I know. Kind of a long time ago. But still. . .

I don’t even really care that I lost the brainiac battle. I usually would be super upset, but not today. Not if 8-Piece comforted me about it.

I don’t watch where I’m going and slam into that violet boy, MewFour. As I drop my books, he glares at me.

“Watch where you’re going!” he snaps. Did someone do something to put him in a bad mood? He’s a Pokemon, right? It might have been a MasterSphere. MasterBall, I mean.

“Sorry!” I pick up my books and run off.

~Fúdìmó~

Ugh! Stupid Muggles! Stupid, stupid, stupid! I hate this place. There’s no one evil like me!

I walk to whatever insipid class I need to go next, smirking as that Mudblood Hèmǐn slams into some violet-skinned boy. I hate her even more than I hate Mei, and that's saying a lot.

“You filthy Muggles, none of you are evil!” I call out loud for no apparent reason. The violet-skinned boy overhears.

“What do you mean?” he asks, walking over. “I’m evil!”

“Really? I’m from Harry Potter. I’m the Chinese Voldemort.”

“I’m from Pokemon!”

Finally! Finally, finally. 

Maybe I can find a second-in-command here in this filthy Muggle place.

This isn’t so bad after all.

Oh, goodness, I just realized that I never submitted one for Tara. Sorry! Here it is. 

Name: Tara

Personality: Brave, kind, and loyal, but shy and quiet. Honest to a fault.

Crushes: None.

Appearence: Pic!

Other: She has a sword called Aquadeath that she was not allowed to bring to school. She is a strong believer in the knight's code.  

Oops! Here ya' go! ;)