The morning sunlight seeps in through the shabby blinds of a teenager’s bedroom. The teen’s bedroom has an old wooden desk with a toy wooden treasure chest with a note on it that reads ‘opened on 01/23/2014’, a black movable stand next to an open closet where the top shelf holds an old boxed TV with scratches on the side while the bottom shelf has a VHS player, in front of the stand is an open cardboard box filled with VHS tapes, some of the teen’s dirty clothes are anywhere but in the hamper, and his backpack is placed onto a chair next to his desk.
Right beside the teen’s bed is a bulletin board with several items pinned onto it; a photo of him with three of his closest friends, a photo of him and his mom on his birthday, a photo of his mom and dad on a rooftop when they were teens, a business card for ‘Club Azure’, a newspaper article about the company ‘Moon Shadow Alliance’, a poster of his school’s basketball team that his friend is on, a newspaper clipping that has an ad for some helpers known as ‘The Three Ts’, several free coupons for ‘The Decks Bodega’, a rusty old key, and many other random trinkets.
The room, despite how messy some areas of it are, is organized well and is peaceful.
Or at least it would be peaceful if the alarm clock wasn’t blaring loudly. The teen’s hand slams down on the clock as he groggily gets out of bed.
“Uh, what time is it?” the 16-year-old, Ronnie Everst, wonders out loud.
Ronnie Everst has black skin, a slightly muscular build, brown eyes, and his black hair is a duke hairstyle. He’s also completely screwed as his alarm clock says 6:50 AM, and he needs to be at school at 7:15 AM.
“Shit,” Ronnie utters as he quickly stumbles out of bed.
Ronnie quickly grabs his backpack and a pair of clothes as he rushes into the bathroom. He quickly brushes his teeth in one hand while putting on deodorant with the other.
After stepping out of the bathroom Ronnie’s now out of his blue striped pajamas and is instead wearing a blue ripped jean jacket over a red shirt, brown sweatpants, and white socks. He quickly makes his way downstairs and goes to open the door when someone stops him.
“Where do you think you’re going?” His mother, Sally Everst questions.
The 34-year-old woman has black skin, green eyes, tattoos on her arms and stomach, and her black hair is in a twist-out style. She’s wearing a light blue bandana around her forehead, a black unzipped hoodie jacket over her white crop top, and green cargo pants. She’s sitting at the kitchen table with some breakfast and her phone.
“School,” Ronnie answers bluntly.
“And who said you could go to your first day of sophomore year with an empty stomach?” Sally asks,
Giving in and not wanting to waste the food, Ronnie sits at the table before quickly scarfing down his food. Once done he stands up, walks to the front door, and puts on his red converse shoes.
“The picture can wait till after school, okay? I gotta go! Love you!” Ronnie yells.
“Love you too and stay safe out there!”
“Stay safe?” Ronnie murmurs as he opens the door, “Easier said than done.”
Ronnie exits out of his home and onto the streets of Starlight City, he quickly makes his way through the streets towards his school. Ronnie runs down the road like he’s done every time around this year – avoiding the fallen leaves that hide large puddles of water from yesterday’s rain, weaving his way through the traffic on the sidewalk, and making sure his black backpack doesn’t fall off of him. As he’s running to school though, he almost bumps into someone.
“Sorry!” Ronnie yells, not having the time to stop.
As Ronnie gets closer and closer to the start of his new school year, he has no idea of the tumultuous time that lies ahead of him throughout his sophomore year for both himself and his friends. But that would all come on future days, for now, all he had to worry about now was just getting to school on time. However even when he did get to school, that would only just mark the beginning of the chaotic day he was about to have.
THE MIRACLE CLINIC: SEASON 2
The front glass doors to Starlight High open as an exhausted Ronnie Everst enters the building.
“Phew almost didn’t make it,” Ronnie remarks relieved.
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Ronnie looks around the halls of the packed school, gray lockers that nobody uses line up the hallways making the halls even more of a hassle to get through. As he’s checking his schedule and making his way to his first class, he spots a familiar face in the crowd.
“Hey, long time no see!” Ronnie begins to say as he waves someone down, “Marcus, how’ve you been?!”
The person he’s greeting is Marcus Veridan, a skinny white 15-year-old with messy brown hair, green eyes, and some tattoos on his arms which he tends to keep hidden. Marcus is wearing a white vest jacket over a long-sleeved black t-shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers.
The two have been friends since middle school, however they only became better friends to one another after Ronnie learned about all that Marcus was dealing with at the time. While for a moment things weren’t looking so good for him, Marcus managed to climb out of the pit of despair he was trapped in.
“Yeah sorry I haven’t been able to hang out over summer break,” Marcus starts to apologize.
“Dude no need to feel bad about it,” Ronnie remarks, “You were busy with all of that foster care stuff, I’m just glad that’s all behind you know.”
Marcus smiles before saying, “Yeah, though class is about to start so I’ll see you at the meeting.”
Ronnie nods, “Take care and I’ll see you at the meeting.”
The two walk past one another, both having different classes they’d need to get to, but this wasn’t the last time that they’d be able to see one another. Since after the second period of classes and before the third, there’s a brief study hour period where the students of Starlight High can get a brief break from classes. Most use it to catch up on homework, talk to friends, or just get some sleep.
However for some students, they attend club meetings during that period, and the club both Ronnie and Marcus are a part of is none other than ‘The Miracle Clinic’. The club was made with the point of having students come by during the study period or after school with problems that the club would try to solve.
But today was going to be a bit different, because the only problems that the club would be facing were none other than their own.
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“HOW DO I ALREADY HAVE HOMEWORK?! IT’S THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!!!” X Locke yells in frustration.
“You’re reading the syllabus,” the history teacher Aken Amnestor sighs.
“Oh,” X mumbles embarrassed, “I knew that.”
X Locke, the unusual now-senior 18-year-old student, was starting out the first day of school like always; sitting in Amnestor’s classroom trying to get work done. The aloof upperclassman has white skin, blonde messy hair that covers his eyes, and some patches of facial hair on his face. He’s wearing a white crewneck sweatshirt with black patches on the elbows, a necklace with a key tied to it, black sweatpants, and red Adidas shoes.
The other person in the room is Aken Amnestor, a 46-year-old history teacher with glasses, white skin, salt-&-pepper hair, and a chiseled chin. Amnestor’s sipping some coffee in a mug with a history pun on it while wearing a cream-colored turtleneck sweater under a gray suit jacket, black dress pants, and brown loafers. While teaching is his main job, he also is the teacher who allows his room to be used for The Miracle Clinic to host their meetings.
Their meetings that should have started a few minutes ago yet none of the members showed up yet.
“Man, this place feels way too quiet,” X Locke assesses while trying to stack pencils on top of one another.
Though just as he said that, the door would slam open causing X to jolt up and ruin his stack of pencils.
“What the hell! Don’t scare me like that!” X gasps.
“Next time open the door gently, Mister Everst,” Amnestor remarks.
“Sorry sorry,” Ronnie Everst apologizes as he enters the room, “I didn’t know the door would open so easily.”
Marcus quickly follows Ronnie as the two look around the room. Where other teachers may have redecorated their room for the new year, Amnestor’s classroom is… exactly the same as last school year.
“You couldn’t even put up a new poster?” Ronnie questions.
“If you don’t like the room then complain to the principal or superintendent,” Amnestor bluntly states as he sips his coffee, “There wasn’t any budget left for them to go towards any new decorations for the school.”
“Yeah but-” Ronnie begins to say before getting interrupted.
“Hey give the guy a break,” the person entering the room says.
Ronnie & Marcus turn around to see that the person who entered the room is none other than the third member of The Miracle Clinic, Alex Smith.
“Especially when you’re wearing the same outfit you wore last September,” Alex remarks with a smirk on his face.
Alex Smith, a 16-year-old sophomore, has a bit of a history with the group. Originally, the hot-headed teen was someone that the group tried to calm down, but that resulted in a scuffle between him and Ronnie. However after that was all said and done, they all managed to form a friendship with the Hispanic teen. While he may be a bit rash and headstrong, he does care for his friends and will make sure they’re alright.
Alex sits down on a chair before putting his legs up on a desk. He has black messy hair, blue eyes, blue pearl earrings, and a toothpick in his mouth. He’s also wearing a cream-colored hoodie over a white shirt, blue jeans, and white Air Jordans.
“At least I’m not using my cousin’s tricycle to get to school,” Ronnie teases back.
“I don’t use that anymore,” Alex retorts before mumbling, “I broke it.”
Ronnie wasn’t able to hear Alex’s mumbling but if he did he would have made fun of him for it, however, the only person to hear him was Marcus who gave a light chuckle.
“Looks like I’m the last one here,” someone says as they enter the room.
Ronnie, Alex, & Marcus look to see that the fourth and final member, Elizabeth Moore has arrived at the meeting.
Elizabeth, a 15-year-old sophomore, took a bit of convincing to join the club but after doing so, she’s become much more extroverted when around her friends. Always participating in friendly banter with the others and helping out when needed. Even if she still sometimes has issues talking to others, especially when her friends aren’t around, she always manages to find herself in drama or strange situations.
Elizabeth hops onto a desk as the meeting continues. She’s of Vietnamese and Irish descent, has thick round glasses, and long messy black hair. She’s wearing an orange long-sleeved t-shirt over a white short-sleeved t-shirt, black sweatpants, and black hightops.
“Hey Eli, glad to see you made it,” Ronnie states.
“Thanks and could you just stick to Elizabeth?” Elizabeth asks.
“Oh right, sorry I forgot,” Ronnie admits.
“So what’re we doing today?” Alex asks.
“Well to be honest I was thinking of-” Ronnie begins to say but is cut off by Amnestor setting a stack of paperwork on a nearby desk.
“This is for you all,” Amnestor says.
“What’s all this?” Ronnie asks as he sifts through the stack.
“The school’s updated some of its policies on hosting and running a club,” Amnestor explains, “I highlighted the more pressing matter for your club.”
Ronnie is a bit confused until he flips to the highlighted page and begins to read it out loud, “‘Each club must have a minimum of seven active members otherwise they will not receive funding and be forced to disband?!’”
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