“So they’re just gonna shut down our club?!” Ronnie asks, confused.
“Yes, unless you manage to find three more members,” Amnestor states.
“Wait, that doesn’t sound so hard to do-” Marcus begins to say but gets cut off by Amnestor.
“By the end of the first school day,” Amnestor finishes his sentence.
“Well that’s a bit harder to do,” Marcus sighs.
“What kind of bullshit is this?” Alex groans.
“Couldn’t they have given us a week at least?” Elizabeth sighs.
“I mean I don’t see the issue,” X admits, causing the four to turn to him, “Like sure it may be impossible but isn’t your group’s whole schtick making ‘miracles’ happen?”
“Okay, well since you’re here you want to maybe help a friend out and join our club?” Ronnie asks.
X looks at Ronnie for a bit before laughing out loud. As X is laughing, Ronnie immediately regrets even asking X that question.
“Sorry kiddos but daddy’s got a big ass case of senioritis,” X laughs as he wipes his tears.
“The fuck did you just call yourself?” Elizabeth questions in disgust.
“Language,” Amnestor scolds the two.
“Sorry,” X and Elizabeth sigh.
“But seriously, if I were you guys, I’d think it would be best to seek out club members now before the study hour is over,” X suggests.
Ronnie, Alex, Marcus, and Elizabeth take a look at the time to see that the study period ends in 15 minutes. Not wanting to waste even more time, the four rush out, ready to ask people.
“Hey don’t run in the–” Amnestor tries to say but the four club members have already left the room. “Halls.”
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In the math teacher, Wilsten Jefferson’s, classroom, the teacher is going over factorials with the class. He’s sitting in a wheelie chair and has wrinkly white skin, balding gray hair, and green eyes. He’s wearing a blue button-up, black dress pants, black dress shoes, and a fancy watch on his wrist.
“So, do any of you understand this?” Jefferson asks the students only to receive no answer, “Wow, never in my 37 years of teaching have I seen students so dumb. Once you’re done with solving the worksheets, hand them over to my desk.”
While most of the students are struggling with the work, there’s one student who is mostly understanding it; Rebecca Jenksin. A now sophomore who's a bit of a popular kid who often only befriends those who she can use, or at least that’s what her parents expect her to do. But there are a few people she makes exceptions for. Such as–
“Hey Rebecca,” Marcus remarks as he sits on the desk next to her, “Been a while huh?”
“Hey I’m trying to focus here and–” Rebecca begins to say but is interrupted by Marcus.
“You forgot your calculator or something?” Marcus asks as he takes a look at her worksheet.
Rebecca has white skin, long black hair, and green eyes with a mole underneath her right eye. She’s wearing a beige sweater, black leggings, several expensive rings, and beige sneakers. However, her seemingly put-together appearance is slightly shattered by Marcus seeing through her.
“Don’t worry, you can borrow mine,” Marcus says as he reaches into his backpack.
“Wait, are you sure?” Rebecca asks.
“Yeah, though when you have the time make sure to hand it back to me,” Marcus says before switching topics, “And hey, if you have the time do you want to join a club I’m–”
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“I’m trying to be valedictorian, I don’t have time for clubs,” Rebecca coldly responds.
“Oh okay, but if you change your mind let me know,” Marcus remarks as he starts to leave the classroom.
However, before he can leave, Wilsten stops him and hands him a worksheet.
“You need to finish this before you can leave.” Wilsten insists.
Marcus sits back down and starts to work on it. While it is a bit tough it definitely is something he can solve quickly with his calculator…
The same calculator he just gave away.
Marcus sighs, realizing he’s going to be here for a while.
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“WOOO!!!” Crunch Backson yells as he runs around with a baking soda volcano.
The wild maniac of a junior has long shaggy hair dyed green, fang-like teeth, white skin, and a pretty muscular yet flexible body. He’s wearing a black tank top, blue shorts, red fingerless gloves, and no shoes as he runs around a science classroom with the baking soda volcano.
“THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!!” Crunch laughs as the volcano spews out baking soda lava, “Don’t you agree Suzy?!”
He’s talking to his best friend and fellow junior, Suzy Dark, who has pale white skin, dyed long white hair, heavy eyeliner, black lipstick, black nail polish, and a choker. Her outfit is also all black, and she’s doing her best to ignore Crunch who's currently trying to find a way to make the study session more fun.
“Hey! Stop that nonsense right now!” The biology teacher, Sam Penningberg yells.
Crunch does finally stop and sets the volcano down on a table, with lava still spewing out of it. The sophomore sitting at the table, Carli Kim, quickly moves all of her stuff and goes to another table.
Standing outside of the classroom is Ronnie Everst, who was planning on asking one of the three about joining the club, but after all of that he figures it would be better to come back and answer another time.
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“So you want me to join your club?” Christopher asks as he’s running laps in the school’s gym.
The sophomore student, Christopher Wrinkle, has brown eyes, tan skin, short brown hair spiked upwards, and an extremely muscular physique. He’s wearing a black t-shirt, red shorts, and gray tennis shoes.
The kid is just one huge buff teddy bear, with him not always being the smartest but always encouraging others, such as his friend Alex Smith. The same Alex Smith that’s also running alongside Christopher.
“Yeah, think you can?” Alex questions.
“For sure bro! Anything for you!”
“Wait really? You sure you don’t have anything after school?” Alex inquiries.
“Oh wait I do! Sorry bro but I can’t join your club,” Christopher pouts.
“I-It’s fine,” Alex sighs.
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“So I need to talk to you about something,” Elizabeth explains as she eats a blueberry muffin.
“Sure, what is it?” Hamster asks.
Harry Martin, commonly nicknamed Hamster, is a short chubby white sophomore with gelled-up dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and a ton of freckles. He’s wearing a gray hoodie, blue jeans, and black tennis shoes. The reason he’s called Hamster is due to the fact that he always has a tiny hamster with him everywhere he goes; Bennet the Hamster. Bennet has orange-brown-white fur as well as a tiny red scarf on them.
Elizabeth first grew acquainted with them last year when they asked for the club’s assistance during lunch. Since then he’s been a good friend to them as well as an even better chef and baker.
“I’d like you to join the miracle clinic,” Elizabeth remarks as she finishes her muffin and takes another one off the table.
“I would love to,” Hamster remarks as enthusiasm lights up in his eyes only to quickly turn to disappointment, “but I’m already in the baking club, and the schedules overlap so I can’t exactly make it.”
Elizabeth sighs as she wipes the crumbs off her face, “It’s okay I understand.”
As she goes to get up the bell rings, causing the culinary teacher, Miss Zesti Champion, to announce to the class, “Okay study period is over, make sure you get to your next class or lunch period safely!”
Elizabeth walks out into the hall and is greeted by her other club members; Ronnie, Marcus, and Alex.
“Lemme guess, they said no?” Ronnie asks.
“Yep,” Elizabeth sighs, “Same for you all?”
“Yeah,” Alex responds.
As the group makes their way down the hall, Marcus opens up his phone and starts to text someone.
“At this rate, we’re not gonna get a single person to join our club,” Ronnie states deflated.
Marcus continues texting a person as Alex responds, “Well it’s been a good run… mostly.”
Marcus continues texting someone as Elizabeth adds, “Yeah it was fun while it lasted.”
The group falls silent except for the distinct noises of Marcus texting.
“Uh Marcus, mind joining in on the doom-&-gloom?” Ronnie questions.
“Eh one second,” Marcus says as he finishes typing, “And done!”
Marcus turns to the others and remarks, “Well I just got ourselves a new member for the club.”
“Wait really? Who?!” Ronnie questions, “Also wait, you finally got a cellphone?!”
“It better not be Hunter,” Alex groans.
“Or X,” Elizabeth adds.
“Don’t worry it’s none of those,” Marcus responds, “I texted my sister and she’s willing to join.”
The group falls silent as they all look at Marcus confused.
“What?” Marcus asks.
“YOU HAVE A SISTER?!” Ronnie asks, completely befuddled, “SINCE WHEN?!”
“How did that happen?” Elizabeth asks, also completely befuddled.
“Can I get her number?” Alex asks.
The other three look at Alex.
“Uh- I mean-,” Alex begins to say, “A sister? Since when did you have that?”
“Well it’s a bit of a long story,” Marcus starts to say, “How about I tell you about my summer break while we head over to meet her?”
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