[sooty]

I do not think Arista and WOMBAI have seen this yet.

[arista]

Originally Posted by sooty

I do not think Arista and WOMBAI have seen this yet.

You are Wrong
Shaun warned me.


It is good Creative and Nasty Work.


Well Needed.

[WOMBAI]

Originally Posted by arista

You are Wrong
Shaun warned me.


It is good Creative and Nasty Work.


Well Needed.

Well - he didn't warn me! He shouldn't be using anyone's name without asking them first! Would he be short of volunteers I wonder - that he needs to use people without consulting them in advance!

[Jack_]

Originally Posted by WOMBAI

Well - he didn't warn me! He shouldn't be using anyone's name without asking them first! Would he be short of volunteers I wonder - that he needs to use people without consulting them in advance!

[LemonJam]

amaaaaaaaaze <3

[Ross]

i love this!

[lily.]

[lily.]

ohay, it's me:

[lily.]

I just told Nate that he's black. :O

He was not aware of this fact.

[King Gizzard]

Originally Posted by lily.

I just told Nate that he's black. :O

He was not aware of this fact.

[Jessica.]

I love the use of ''.

[Shaun]

I just love the thought of arista and WOMBAI producing a child.

[arista]

Originally Posted by Shaun

I just love the thought of arista and WOMBAI producing a child.

Yes it would be Utter Ultra Clever.




Life In The Fast Lane.

[BigSister]

lol haha thats funny

[Ross]

more!

[Shaun]

tomorrow dearest.

[MrGaryy]

<33333

[CaraRawr]

Actually genius. :'D

[Shaun]

Part Two

Gary had an hour of "Meet the Members Poses" before lunchtime, which flew by without event. She'd learned the ins and outs of being a camwhoring slut, from teacher Mr. Conzors, and had learned to never take photographs in the bathroom or at sweaty moshpits.
She entered the cafeteria and immediately thought of the debating forums back home. bananarama had wanted Gary to learn how to hold her ground from an early age - and seeing all these dinner tables throwing food and being bitchy reminded her of the vicious and often personal insults thrown at libraries and debating societies all over Ireland.
Jen and Dean had given her a little hand-drawn map of the cafeteria. Looking down at it, she was able to easily identify the unfriendly black hotties - they seemed the most articulate, so she ventured over and introduced herself "Plato! What a bitch, right?"
"Shut the **** up, troll." Sticks spat, and Gary walked away, confused.

She looked back down at the map and noticed the 'Scene messes' - as Twilight, CaraRawr and Joe. traded signed memorabilia of pop-rock bands and adjusted their eyeliner. On the table to the left of these were the "desperate wannabies", where Jonathan. and Braden were gossipping about how they'd once spoken to MarkWaldorf about lip gloss. Further on were the "game*****s" - members who continually drew up idea for new games and continual participants - such as Kate and Loukas, who were writing their TiBB Eurovision ballad about a lovestruck horse and jockey.
Beginning to feel a little out of her depth, Gary looked over to where Jan and Dean were sat - beyond the "fakes", where Raph and Jayson were trying on a variety of prosthetic masks, and the cool asians (DamonJ and Darenn were talking in a foreign language about "omg sucha ke$ha stan 2baha~") - and saw some solace. She headed over there, staying desperately away from the "burnouts" where Stu and Karl were staring a little too closely at their spoons, before someone walked up to her.

"Hi, I'm from the student council and we're interviewing all the new students", LemonJam introduced himself.
"Oh, okay." Gary smiled politely.
"Do you take your muffin buttered?" LemonJam smirked, as a few stifled laughs from the Brotherhood table (where Locke and Brad. threw food at each other and gave each other headlocks).
"Uh...what?" Gary was bewildered
"Is this man bothering you?" Hugo suddenly interrupted with a powerful sense of authority.
"N-no.."
"JAMES YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO CALL ME." MarkWaldorf hissed.
"LemonJam, you cannot stand up MarkWaldorf and then go picking on some poor innocent girl 2 days later." Hugo skeezed, before turning to Gary, "do you want to sleep with him?"
Gary seriously considered it for a moment before going "ew, no".
"Thank you. You can go shave your back now, bye James" she condescendingly smiled, as James walked away muttering an insult. Gary resumed walking over to Jen. "Wait!" Hugo cried. "Come sit with us!"
Gary looked back at Jen, who was applying ham to Dean's face. She hesitated and sat opposite Ross, Mark and Hugo.

"Why don't I know you?" Hugo enquired.
"I'm new." Gary replied, "I was homeschooled in Ireland, we moved he-"
"Wait, what?" Hugo interjected.
"I was taught at home by my mother-"
"No, I know what homeschooling is, I'm not retarded. So you've never been on a forum before?" Hugo asked, dumbfounded.
"Uh...no." Gary coyly replied.
"Shut up!" Hugo laughed. "Shut up!" she repeated, as Ross stared at her.
"If you're from Ireland...why aren't you ginger?" she suddenly blurted, as Mark gave her a scolding look.
"Oh my God, Ross, you can't just ask people why they're ginger." she seethed.
Without warning, Hugo, Mark and Ross suddenly huddled for a moment and seemed to be quick to agree.
"Listen, we don't usually do this, but how about you sit with us?" Hugo offered rather kindly, as Gary looked back over to his friends - Jan pulled a ;O face.
"Well uh-" she began
"Great!" Hugo smiled.
"On Tuesdays we wear pink, and we can only have a ponytail once a week, so uh..." Mark trailed off to look at Gary's taut hair, "looks like you chose today."
Just as she was beginning to be baffled by these so-called rules, the lunch bell rang and the girls got up to leave.
"See you later!" Ross smiled, and they flicked their hair almost in unison.

Gary got up and joined Dean and Jen to walk to their next class. Once she had filled them in, Jen burst out laughing and appeared excited.
"You have to do it! We have to find a way to bring that bitch down!" she laughed.
"Why? She seemed really nice..." Gary offered.
"HUGO GEORGE IS NOT NICE (****\) she's a cum-sucking GaGa stan!" Jen cried in disbelief.
"Why do you hate her?" Gary asked.
"What do you mean?" Jen shrugged.
"I mean, why?" Gary was getting impatient.
"When we were in 4th grade, Hugo made us sign this petition that said Jen was a-" Dean began.
"DEAN! PLEASE! Can we not? Look, let's just say it's a social experiment, you sit with them and we can laugh about all the dumb stuff they do." Jen seemed to have already calculated her plan of action.

Gary headed off to .GIF studies, where she took a seat behind a rather cute-looking boy. Mrs. Lili was her teacher for this as well as her tutor, and half an hour into the lesson asked the class a question "which American TV show character has the most fierce .GIF catalogue available?" Gary shot her hand up immediately, and everyone turned around, including Novo.
Gary had only really been in love once before and that was with a young Irish boy who didn't really understand her.

[Flashback;
Gary: Is tú mo ghrá.
Eoin: ****, FORMULA ONE IS ON.]

She was captivated in Novo's eyes and lost her train of thought.
"Oh, err... Blair Waldorf." Gary regained her composure.

to be continued...

[BigSister]

lol at so youve never been on a forum before

[Jen]

I adore this.

[Shaun]

I do too.

[Tom4784]

Lol amazing.

[Billy]

LMAO too good <3

[Shaun]

thanks guys