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Noah's Mishap by ~yael31:iconyael31:



“Oh blimey paper planes and bloody quabbly ducks of hell,who are you and what have you bloody done with my overly-strange-in-a-good-way-that-I-could-be-blamed-for-murder-if -directed-towards-me-friend?!”

“Its me,Aiden…”

“Oh..”

Scowling at my suppose-to-be-supportive best friend of mine,I walked away under the gigantic sweaty mascot outfit of our school,I couldn’t stand how freakin sweaty this sweater of heat this is,oh blimey,it feels like a desert in death valley here! Why oh why, did I agree to this? Oh wait,that’s why. I glared at the famillar figure happily bouncing around the campus flinging flyiers in people’s faces,oblivious to the annoyed expressions and exasperated teachers,knowing she couldn’t see the death glare I sent her way because of being in this ridiculous outfit on,despite the intensity of my epic glare of doom.. I swear,I’m sure she set this whole thing up,evilly and carefully planning out my death,step by step. You think I’m going too far,you should see the things she did all week!

I excused it as clumsy and forgetful,but now this is over the top! What a mastermind,evil and deceitful carefully hidden in that happy façade! The starting of the week,the innocent and nice looking girl approached me,before tackling me to death! No,wait,she just fell on me.. But I bet she had that all planned out,somehow!

Then giggling like a schoolgirl------Which she is,by the way------She apologized to me,and gathered her papers. As she introduced herself,Sophia,like venom her name was,as I stutted and responded my own name innocently back. Seeing her form standing up about to walk away,being the big mouth I was,I saw her flyer and asked if I could help in any way. Really,I should have known to run right then and there,when she beamed and told me that would be swell.. Seriously,who uses the word swell these days,oh wait,the EVIL people do! Two days later,I find myself helping her at a event because her friend just happened to call in sick,and asked last minute if I could help. Being the native innocent kid I was,I agreed. Let me tell you,if I thought that helping carrying my moms bags when ever she went shopping back as a kid was boring,I’m sure I’d rather jump back in time and do that again and again rather then do THAT event again,seeing as that’s like going to the rapids then going to that event again.. Sure,it wasn’t that bad,except that she made me wear the extra roleplay outfit,and it just happened that it was the most popular anime guy since like,ever… And all these freaky fan girls tackled me to the freakin floor,strangers I’ve never met before and rather it stay that way,laughing and giggling like no tomorrow. Hell,I still have a sore back from that,from the position they tackled me in..

I should have packed and moved to Alaska after that,but instead she came to me,beaming and bubbly,giggling and asking me if I could do one last favor for her,and being in her wicked spell,I agreed without a second thought. And so now I’m here,in a neon yellow mascot suit of inbetween a duck and a otter,walking around with a sign that somehow gives students the permission to tackle me to the ground,despite the teachers disapprovement.

Sighing,I walked past many students either chuckling or laughing like they were high on suger at my neon duck otter yellow suit of epic doom,as I tried to hurry through the halls to the locker room as fast as I can,but apparently fate or god or whoever runs irony and my life just happened to dislike me on this day,and I brushed past a senior,causing me to fall onto my back. Laughing hysterically at my disfortune said senior did,I scowled and walked away,ignoring the mocking and the stares and the laughter that roared through the halls,ignoring the blood boiling through my veins. As soon as I entered the savior of epic doom locker room,I threw off the suit as fast as you can say,’Sea shells sell in the sea shore’five times fast,and quickly changed back to my jeans and jacket,throwing the backpack over on my shoulder,as I walked out swiftly,eagerly throwing the outrageous suit back into the bin it had hatched from.

Sighing in relief,I noticed the halls were empty and quiet,the bells rang maybe moments before when I was compensating of taking off the hideous neon outfit,and I couldn’t be happier at the slience. I was gonna get tormented the next time I show my face in this joint,so might as well have some peace and quiet in the halls before it becomes my personal hell. How oh how,was I gonna survive this? Suddenly the doors down the hall opened with a creak,and it slammed shut as the figure stepped through the entrance as swiftly as a cat. Just the last person I wanted to see,oh joy.

Bouncy and joyful,she squealed and ran over to me,before flinging her arms over my shocked stature,my face paling inconsiderably. She giggled,and beamed more bright then the intensity of the sun,overall she was beautiful,and a bit strange all the same,like a creature.. Like a unicorn.. Wait,what the hell,a bloody unicorn?! “Thank you so much Noah!”Her voice was so soft and gentle,it was so sick to me, like venom steeping into my veins. I knew I couldn’t trust her,I wouldn’t be able to survive and should just tell her to get the hell off-

She kissed me. I blinked. Did that just happen? Seeing her giggling and walking away,I stared wide eyed. Alright,maybe I could survive the torture,her nativity subconsciously evil,and the torment of my fellow students,as long as it was for her.. Feeling my body practically swooning,I stepped out of my trance,walking down the halls with a certain bounce to my step,now different to the slouching form only moments before.

I could totally survive this.
©2009 ~yael31
:iconyael31:

Author's Comments

*Falls off chair laughing hysterically.* I wanted to challenge myself to use similles and metaphors in the point of view of the next oneshot I write,and I purposely made the character over exaggerate. Did you like it?

Thank you,
Jacki.

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