Sorry I was gone so long, guys! Leeli was gone, so I was gone, so I, y'know, how bout I just write the post. 

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I turn the key in the lock, and walk into my room. OhMyDevilOwl. It's AMAZING!!!!!!!!! It has pics of Wolves all over the walls, a HUMONGOUS bed, (with veggie blaster sheets!) and a closet full of....oh darn it. School uniforms. They expect me to wear these? These, these, hideous things? Uh uh. No way. I'll wear my normal clothes, thank you very much. Ooh! A little bed for Nugget! Oh darn it. There are two more beds. Which means I'll be sharing. A room. With Æs. And CAPTCHAS. Ugg. I grab my suitcase, and start 'unpacking'. Hmm. Hairbrush. Throw it in the floor. Overcoat. Throw it in the floor. Wolf-fang-necklace. Throw it in the floor. Wait! Place it on the bed. Hair extensions. Eeww  Leeli! Why did I let her pack for me again? Throw them in the floor. Dagger. Throw it in the floor. Hmm, someone might just step on it. Perfect. Jeweled-head-wrap-thingy. Throw it in the floor. Suit. Ew. Why did Leeli pack me a suit? Throw it in the floor. Boots with spikes. Ooohh! Throw them in the floor. Now. All done. The room is comfortably messy. I grab the hairbrush, comb through my thick, luscious, beautiful, black hair (no I am NOT vain.) and walk out side the room. Ah. A group of Æs and CAPTCHAS are standing around, talking. Near a poster that says, Welcome Dance. Hm. Wait a second....WELCOME DANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????? AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! "Hey, who are you?" Someone in a top hat says. Oh, they don't me. I straighten up, run my hand through my hair, and engage a relaxed posture and expression. "Who, me? I'm Devin. Evil Devin." I raise one eyebrow and give a sly grin. "And I'd like to help." They look at me suspiciously, then a shy looking girl with icy blue eyes steps up. "I'm Chilly! We're trying to ruin the dance. You're welcome to help!" OhMyDevilOwl. She's beautiful. I stand stock still, staring at her. She looks away. I think I'm in love.  Again. 

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so! There Ya have it! If anyone wants to share a room with Devin, just say your sharing it. And be disgusted by his messiness.  

Room 12! Here I come! I look in, oh darn! Half the room looks just like Rosemary's room at home, this is goig to be a NIGHTMARE! Oh hiya Nightmare, sorry I didn't mean to call you, you can go back to your place. The other half is teming with shadows. Oh, darn I have better get that cleaned up. I can't have anyone looking at that!

~~~~~~ 30 min. latter...

Good now it looks like a room painted black! No one will see me!!!!!!!!! I go out into the hall way, a DANCE!? What's that? 

Shadow, a dance is when a male person finds a female person he likes and asks if they can go to the dance. You see? Then when the dance comes up, they'll dance. 

Oh, what's danceing?

It's, oh why don't I just show you! 

I take the wierd little cotration and look at the people danceing. THIS IS DANCING?! I DO NOT LIKE IT!

"Iopt" I walk under the sea of feet and legs, looking for room 17, ah! Their it is! I finger my new collar it has a little thing on it, wich means thier'll be a cat door, only opened by my collar. I walk through the cat door, good, cause I can't reach the doornob. One part of the room has wolf posters on it, and a bunch of vegtibals on a bed!? I rub my eyes. catnip, it does strange things to you. I look closer, it is a sheet with veggies on it. I look, oh mousedung! I see an AE, I think his name is Evil Devin, or was it Devin Evil? He marches out of the room, perfect. He left his stuff all over the FLOOR!? I look around, good he's gone. I race over, and put everything up where it belongs, the clothes in the dresser, and the dagger on his bed, perfect!He didn't set his markers, it's not really tresspassing. Now I can look about my side of the room. It's a cat PARADICE! With cat toys, cat towers, little walk-in tubes suspended around the cieling, a bunch of cat beds, perfect sun spots, and, MICE!? THERE IS AN INFESTATION OF MICE IN MY ROOM! I set up my markers so that no one will tresspass, and set about looking for the mice. I pounce on one, and catch it, yummy! I walk over to the highest cat tower is and settle down to eat, and groom myself.  

Ditty~

I glance at the paper Chilly handed me:

1. Whipped Cream

2. Whipped cream blaster

3. Smoke Bombs

4. Like 500 cases of glitter.

"Gee, you sure that's everything?" I huff sarcastically. "Where am I even supposed to get 500 cases of glitter?" Fredrick shrugs.

"You'll figure something out. You're pretty rescourceful." I blush madly.

"Well, yeah. I mean- no. Well, can I- just- bye!" i duck back into the crowd and breath deeply. Whew. That was close. I hold up my paper again.

Hmmm, glitter...

~Chilly

Here's a picture of the crystal dress Icy is forcing me to wear- ugh. No sleeves. Xrek, Xrek all the way. Whoops-talking like a CAPTCHA again.

Frederic~

I wave to Ditty as she ducks into the crowd. I quietly creep into a deserted hallway and stare at my paper.

1. Food coloring for making food look gross!

2. Saw for the chandelair.

3. Bad rap music.

Hmm..... my sword-cane can work as a saw. I can probably go sneek into the science room, I bet lotsa food colouring is in there.

Hmm.... bad rap music? I can easily replace the CD with Rap Music CD, but where to find some..... AH-HA! I bet Snyder Fan or whatever his name is has some. But I need to go and set up the pranks now.

First up, food colouring. Well. "DING!" Huh?! Oh. A piece of paper appears in my paws. Apparently a list of the new teachers...

I skim the page for Science.. 

Huh. Top on the list.

Apparently science is with.... FRANKENSTIEN?! Woah. Okay, not Frankenstien just A Frantenstien. A GIRL Fran. Woww. Cute neck bolts. Ohhh! Sorr, slipped into CAPTCHA there.

GAAAH! I look at the clock. Science class is starting RIGHT NOW! Don't wanna be late. Hopefully I'll be able to swipe some food colouring while the Franken-girl drones away.

I sigh and rush off to Science.

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WOW!

Crush with Ditty and Frederic?

WHO KNOWS?? 

Elle~

My list, which Chilly gave me at the end of the day, reads:

one hundred gallons of water

one thousand cups

ten rolls of duct tape

(I will explain the top three)

tomato juice (to replace the punch with) 

you need to get the first three to trap the dancers in the room. you know, the prank where you place SO MANY CUPS in front of the doorway so no one can get out?

"O...K then," I say. "This one is going to be hard to explain to Brooklyn..."

My phone's FaceTime screen buzzes, and I tentatively hold it up to my face, as the screen glows with life.

"Hi, Elle! How's school life!" an excited looking Brooklyn says, as I anxiously answer the phone.

"Um...really good. Hey, Brook, can you please help me get some supplies for, erm, a...school project! That's it, a school project!"

"Okay..." she says. "What do you need?"

I rattle off my list to her, and her brows sink together in confusion.

"Alright," she says, finally. "I'll try it. What school project do you need all this for again?"

"Uh...oho! Look at the time! I'm over the, uh, screen restrictions time! Gotta run!"

Ditty~

I shake the last case of glitter into my whipped cream gun and stir it a little to make sure it's mixed well with the cream. "I still don't see why we're ruining p[erfectly good whipped cream," I mutter sullenly. All the rest of the glitter is packed into the stereos around the room, so when music starts playing, it will hopefully explode everywhere with a big boom. The smoke bombs are rigged with the chandelier, so when Chilly releases it to drop it, people will hopefully think it exploded and run screaming from the room. I cock the gun and take a deep breath.

"T-minus three hours until launch attack!" Chilly yells. "T-minus thirty minutes till next class!"

"Flamel's coming!" Somebody yelps from the doorway. I set my gun on the DJ stand.

"I'll go distract him!" I call bravely. I bolt outside. "Hey, Flamel!" I chirp. Flamel glares at me.

"Don't think for a moment I've forgotten about our little scuffle, Ditty," He hisses.

"Have you met Dumbledor?" I demand, artfully stepping oh-so-subtly in front of him tpo block the entrance to the gym, where the dance is. Flamel stares.

"Dumble-who?"

"Disgraceful!" I declare. "Not even knowing your namesake- Now, you don't want to go into the gym, do you?" Flamel bares his pointy teeth.

"Yes, I'm here to check up on the decorating."

"Going greaaaaaaat!" i promise, stepping to the left with him to stop him moving forward. "I volunteered to help! Felt soooo bad about that fight earlier. Most of us did, actually. Almost all of us volunteered. Oh, look! It's a squirrel!" He glances over his shoulder at nothing.

"What squirrel?"

"Squirrel? Who said anything about a squirrel? Are you feeling okay? Maybe you should go lie down before tonight. Bye bye now! Don't get too excited, go treat yourself to a little R and R. A whole six houyrs of handling rowdy school kids can't be easy. You look stressed. Bye!" He looks baffeled, but then considers.

"I do deserve a little rest, don't I?"

"Of course!" I agree. "Go on ahead. We've got everything under control.' After he rounds the corner, I duck back into the gym and sweep up my blaster. 

"T-minus ten minuteds until English!" i warn. "Wrap it up!" This'll be good. 

Spyro~

I wake up from a nice nap and look out the window again. Yep, still a weird gray coastline. The sound of the waves is actually kind of soothing. At least I'm going crazy in peace.

I walk out of my room and see a sign posted on the wall. "SCHOOL DANCE!!" it screams in big bold font. Huh boy. It looks like you're supposed to bring a partner. Partner?! What, like a date?! Great. Attendance is mandatory, too. I hate this place already.

I overhear some people down the hall talking about... sabotaging it? I can't make out too many words, but if they're really going to crash the party... ohh, this'll be good. I see someone in a bright blue dress - presumably Chilly - rush off down the hall, holding a sheet of paper. Frederic, with his weird swordcane, soon does the same.

I approach the last two people in the corridor, Evil Devin and Arwen. Devin is... how to put this nicely... unique? And I don't know anything about Arwen, in fact, I think this is the first time I've even seen her.

"Hey guys, what's this I heard about sabotaging the dance?" I exclaim, clearly interrupting a conversation.

Arwen shoots me a glare and Evil Devin just sort of stands there and looks around. He seems to be in a bit of a daze. I don't really blame him, this place is nuts. Arwen eventually turns back to Devin and they continue their whispered conversation. I sigh and turn away. Glad everyone's so friendly.

The dance is in two days, so I guess I'd better find someone. Unfortunately, after about 45 minutes of searching the hallways, the person I want to talk to is nowhere to be found. Maybe I won't even go. Just because they say attendance is mandatory doesn't mean I have to come. I mean, what are they going to do, punish me? Pfft. They'll have to find me first.

(sorry this isn't a great post, i'm sort of in a rush)