Pratchet High

What clique is Ambrosia in?

cheerleader

Pay, the no, lol. Mandy's a nerd, though not in the high-waisted-pants way I doubt they'd get along

Ok :'(

Ambrosia - I sit in my lab seat in the silence.

Luke: I stare in slight awe as one of the cheerleaders came to say hello. It was possible to have a nice cheerleader but... holy crap... to have one TALK to me or even glance in my direction was a big deal.

Sorry, but shouldn't we try to stick to character? Lol.

Mandy:"So," I cleared my throat, straightening up in my seat "I suppose that, as usual, I'll be doing all the work and we'll slap your name on at the end?"

Luke: I glared at her. "In case you have forgotten, Biochem is kind of my subject, so if we'll be slapping any name at the end, it'll be yours."

((I mean, they can be nice to each other, just not close friends. ACTUALLY they could be friends before high school but split after the cliques... Idk... your choice...))

Ambrosia - "Really, is all that fighting necessary? Not to but in, but really?" I ask them

Luke: I stare at her. "She's assuming I won't do any work." My voice grew bitter.

Ambrosia - "That's not fair, you really shouldn't assume, all assumptions are bad, including this one," I quote.

Luke: I raised my eyebrows and nodded in agreement. "That's what I said..." Her mind was weird... different from the other cheerleaders' minds.

(Actually, she was originally talking to Ambrosia, but I like the tension tuis created, lol)

Mandy:"That's how it usually works. Class prez is just the face of the student council, we're the ones who do all the work, the rest of the committee, I mean," I shrugged, just stating a fact, and wrote our names at the top of the lab. Mine first, of course.

Ambrosia - I frown. "You're the class president?" I ask the boy whose name I was sad to say i didn't recall

Luke: "Yeah," I muttered, hating her tone. "And FYI, Mandy, I'm sure if any of the committee members had a problem with it they'd protest. YOURE the only uptight one who's complaining..."

Ambrosia - I try and calm the tension in the room. "I'm so sorry, but what's your name? I'm Ambrosia Hale."

Luke: Of course she didn't know my name. WHat'd I expect? "Luke Colbit."

Ambrosia - "Oh!" I say immediately recognizing him. "I voted for you, and we have three classes together." I smile

Mandy:"I'm not uptight just because I actually take responsibility!"

Luke: "ANd you think I can't?" I asked her angrily, then turned to Ambrosia. "Really? Thanks... I haven't noticed you in any of my other classes..." Lie.

Mandy:"No, I'm sure you're capable just unwilling," I muttered, since he was obviously occupied with the gumballs on a stick over there. Whoops, sorry that was a person. A fake, slutty cheer leader.

gumballs on a stick?? XD XD XD

Luke: "I am willing!" I said, looking through her thoughts and shaking my head.

I'm not going to explain, hopefully you get it, lol

Mandy: "Then show it - actually do some work," I thrust a test tube into his hand. In a second I'd pour the chemicals in. Maybe I'd accidentally slip up and some of the liquids would gush over and burn his hand. Unfortuneatly that wasn't likely, because I never made mistakes. Not little ones.

no no i get it... that's why im laughing!!!

Luke: I just grumbled angrily, and her thoughts only made me angrier. "What's your problem, anyway?"

Ambrosia - I flinch. I hate hostility. It could have something to do with the fact that I'm very 'love' oriented. It could have something to do with my power, it didn't matter, I still hated it. "Please stop fighting." I whimper.

Luke: I'm surprised to hear she had a power. "Okay," I said, not wanting to see the outcome of someone like her...