Heaven Help Us Lose Sanity... {Open}

[Alliey Green]

"Wow.... That's long... It'll look good on you, though." She said, laughing at the mental image of Blaise wearing her hairties. "I'll buy you some for your birthday. Now I just need to know: Black or Rainbow colored?" she joked.

"Hm.. That's not a bad idea. As long as I get an Orca, I'm fine." she said, laughing. Ever since Finding Nemo, she'd had an odd obsession with whales. Sometimes she claimed she could speak to them, then did her imitation of Dory in the whale's stomach. She laughed at how completely immature she was.

"All people are like that. Honestly, I think you're the only person who knows that I actually could kick someone's ass in a fight." She sighed. “Honestly, I hope when we do wipe the floor with them, the principle sees it. He’ll never underestimate a girl again. Even if it gets me expelled, I really don’t care.”

She shrugged. “I guess your right. He wouldn’t be a very good super hero if he was covered in blood, now would he? People see superheros with rips in their costume from battle, but never blood. So I guess it was smart to put it in your locker.” she shrugged.

“Please do.” she said when he asked if he could hang out with her. “I’d rather die then be alone with the brats at the present moment. And they’ll leave me alone this way, too. Not only are you the scariest person in school, but your the scariest person in their young lives, too.” she said, grinning. “They’re terrifyed of you. Thank the lord.”

[Blaise Thompson]

He growled a fake growl. “Ha ha ha. Black would be perfect.” He shook his head even as he said it. She knew that she’d probably want to adopt a whale. When they went home, she’d probably want to watch Finding Nemo all over again.

He nodded at that. “Yes, I know that. You’d probably threaten me with that everyday. I think you do that, in fact.” He rolled his eyes as he imagined the fight scene between Alliey and Alex. Oh, how he’d love to get that on film.

“Hey, no. You’re definitely not getting expelled. That’s worse than losing an arm. Who else am I going to bug during school, huh?” He smirked as she mentioned that. It was true; he rarely talked to anyone as much as Alliey.

“Exactly. Blood on superheroes never look good. Especially if the superhero was me.” He smirked. Even as he said that, it sounded stupid, but he really didn’t care how it sounded. To him, it was the honest truth.

He laughed when she told him he could stay with her. “Yeah, I feel really great at that. I don’t think your parents are too fond of me either. Your siblings would probably think I’m a vampire, and your parents would think…something completely different from what I am…” He shrugged as he put his hand in his pocket and drew out his car keys.

“Let’s go, then. You don’t want to get grounded for the rest of your high school career, do you? And trust me, that won’t be fun if you repeat a grade more than once.” He started to walk toward his car in the parking lot, which was close by.

[Alliey Green]

"Well, I had to ask. You never know. You could have wanted to add color to your daily ensemble." She laughed as he said she'd threathen him. "Your probably right." she stamped her foot. "Damn it! I wanted to mess up that damn jock so bad!! Stupid children and their tattling!" she exclaimed, kicking the dirt as she spoke.

"Well, maybe not expelled, but Suspended. And if I ever got expelled, you'd be right behind me. I know you'd do something stupid just to follow me, because you love me that much." she said, half sarcastically. Knowing him, he probably would that, but oh well. He was the person she talked to most in the school day.

"Yeah. Superheros are not blood material. They're more of ripped costume material." She laughed. She rolled her eyes as he talked about her family. "Please. Don't worry about them. My siblings are just stupid children who believe anything anyone tells them, and my parents don't like anyone of my friends.Honestly, I don't like them or any of their friends, so it's all good."

"Thanks for doing this, Blaise. You're the best." She said, smiling.

[Blaise Thompson]

He shook his head. “I think my daily attire is good without those pinks and yellows, thank you very much.” He laughed. “Hey, we’ll get them next time. Let’s just do it on a day when no one’s home, or there’s someone home to watch them, all right?”

He laughed as she said that. “You know, you’re right. Have you known me to do something not stupid? I’d probably just as well punch the principal in the nose. Much funner than a jock.””

He nodded in agreement. “I agree. Superheroes are supposed to be all special and not bleed, even if stabbed. Which is pretty cool….” He began to think about that, and how life would be different if no one ever started bleeding if they got stabbed, shot, or run over.

He smirked. “Still, they’d probably say that. I wouldn’t put it past them. But I don’t think your parents have met me, have they?” He didn’t remember if he’d met her parents before. He waved off her thanks, saying, “No problem. You know I don’t give out free rides to just anyone, you know.”

[Alliey Green]

"I have to agree with you there. If you ever wore pinks and yellows with your clothes, I'd immediately assume that the apocolypse was on it's way." she laughed. She nodded at his next statment. "Yeah.. One day when my dad doesn't have to work or when Lauren gets fired again or something." She nodded, excited for when that day would come. She was surprised at how excited she was to beat someone up... It was fun.

Alliey burst out laughing at the though of him punching the principle. "You know, I can actually see you doing that. It would be hillarious to watch. Just make sure I'm there to watch it." she smiled. "I'd never miss that."

"Definitely. The world would be pretty messed up if the superheros got stabbed. Then the villians would win, and the world would be ruled by villians... like Miss DaSilva and my family." she shuddered. "It's a frightening thought."

"You know, I don't think you have... My Hannah and Patrick have told them about you. They call you "my scary friend."" She laughed, and looked at him apologetically. "Sorry about that, too. They're stupid."

"Still... I'm glad you decided to stay after school. I'd have to walk home if you didn't." She said. She smiled as he mentioned free rides. "I could throw you a five for this if you want.... But it'd have to go on my tab. I'm broke at the moment." she laughed.

[Blaise Thompson]

”Exactly. The minute I did wear them, a meteor would come crashing to Earth just to hit me for wearing pinks and yellows. And I’d take you down with me. He shook his head, grinning.

“Hey, when I do punch out the principal, I’m having someone there to get it on film. Would you like to be that person?” He smirked at the thought. It was definitely be a good film to see. At least he thought so.

He pretended to shudder. “Oh wow…then we’d have to wear those clothes DaSilva wears, or worse. The preppy clothes…” That thought alone was enough to give him nightmares for weeks. Especially if DaSilva does dress like she got dressed in the dark. That thought sent shivers down his spine.

He waved it away, saying, “I actually expected it. It’s cool. Kids usually run in fear from me. Although if the parents do that too, then we have a problem…” He laughed as she mentioned a five. “Nah, this one’s free. Besides, if you did owe me money, I wouldn’t get it till years later, so what’s the point? And you are lucky. I would’ve gone home if I wasn’t bored.” He unlocked the car and opened the door, saying, “Get in.”

[Alliey Green]

"You know, that probably would happen with my luck. I'm taking Get Blaise colorful hairbands off my list of things to do before I'm thirty. If you're taking me down with you, might as well move it to last place on things to do before I die."

"Oh, that's perfect! I'd love to be that person. That way, I'd get to see it in action, and you know that the person filming can actually aim for whats going on rather then get distracted by the smallest little bug that flies by the camera!" she laughed. One of her bigest pet peeves was home movies in which the camera constantly wobbled or that followed something that went by the camera, even if it was completely irrelevant to what they were supposed to be filming. "I'd pay big bucks to see this movie."

Alliey shivered at the thought of abiding by a dress code that DaSilva was in charge of. "Please, stop. You'll make my brain rot. No one in their right mind would wear the clothes DaSilva wears... And preppy clothes? Please. I'd die before I wore something from Hollister or American Eagle." She shuddered again. "Blaise, if I have nightmares of preppy clothes attacking me tonight, I'm calling you to make you suffer with me."

Alliey laughed. "Hmm.. while we have nightmares of clothes attacking us, little children have nightmares of you... How odd." she joked. "My parents probably won't run in fear... Although you never know... My real mom would probably think you're cool.. She actually understands that kind of stuff... I hope you get to meet her. I haven't seen her in about a year..." Alliey shook her head, and thought of something to change the subject. Thinking of her mom always made her sad, and she wasn't in the mood for sadness.

Luckily, Blaise said something funny. "That's very true. I spend all my money the instant I get it. You probably wouldn't get anything unless you reminded me to give it to you right after getting some money." She laughed again. Alliey opened the door of his car and got in, sitting down in the passenger's seat.

[Blaise Thompson]

”Exactly. Besides, you really can’t get hair ties if you’re buried under a meteor, can you? And of course I’d take you down with me. Why be under a meteor by yourself when you can take a best friend along with her and play Go Fish?”


He laughed. “Oh yeah. I used to watch the home videos that my mom taped, and she’d always get distracted. Every single one was like that. It just got on my nerves. I wanted to burn them, but she wouldn’t let me.” He shook his head at that. He knew where his mom hid them, he just didn’t know why he didn’t burn them soon.

“Hey, I’d be having the nightmares for weeks. That’s good suffering. And we see her and them everyday, so isn’t that punishment enough? I say it is.” He rolled his eyes. That was a good punishment. No body really liked to see them, so it was considered punishment. At least, to him.

He smirked at that. “Of course little kids will have nightmares. Why have stupid nightmares about mutant rabbits and things when you can have nightmares of a guy who looks like a vampire? My dad used to be pretty cool about it; he’d always make jokes about when I was little, but I knew he was always joking. My mom didn’t accept it as much though. But now she’s okay with it. But she says if I start eating raw meat, I live in the attic…” He shrugged off the old thoughts of his mom and dad as he got into the door and slammed his door shut.

Starting the ignition, he backed out of the parking lot and started driving toward the road.

[Alliey Green]

Alliey nodded, thinking about what he was saying. "Hm... Go Fish under a meteor.... Interesting. I think that'd be something fun to try someday.. Another one for my list." She grinned.

"I know! That bugs me so bad. My mom was the worst at filming movies. All of the important stuff, like my first steps and my first word and stuff, it's all focused on something else... Like a bee that just happened to fly by at exactly the right time." She paused to laugh. "I swear, that woman has ADD or something."

"I agree! I mean, if there really were fashion police, she'd have a life jail sentence." She snickered, then stopped immediately. "Oh my god... I'm starting to sound like a prep with all my talk of fashion police." She hit herself in the side of the head... and hard. "Go away, preppy-ness! I banish you! Never return to this head!"

"Of course, mutant rabbit nightmares are for a much more mature age group.. The seven year olds usually go for that stuff." She laughed when he started talking about his parent's views of his style. "My dad just kind of ignores it. He doesn't really care what I go to school in, as long as I have something on. And my mom was always cool about that kind of stuff. She's not that much older then I am, and she knows how it is." She laughed at the thought of Blaise chewing on raw meat.

She turned to him as he started going down the road. "Do you remember where I live, or should I remind you how to get there?" she asked jokingly.

[Blaise Thompson]

He rolled his eyes. “Add that, and find a way to swim to China as another. That’s an experiment for another day.” He smirked as she started talking about her mom and the home videos. “I’m pretty sure our parents might have ADD. Come to think of it, I think I have ADD too….” He grinned a joking grin.

Hearing her talk of fashion policy, he gasped dramatically. “They’ve already turned you! Oh my god, now I must banish the preppy ness out of you!” He pretended to wave his hands in a mock spell chanting way, mumbling random words under his breath.

He sighed. “You’re right. Mutant rabbits are much too immature. What about mutant marshmallows?” He laughed as he listened to her talk of how her parents cared about her style. “Well, that’s good. I wonder how’d they’d take it if you dressed like a prep…” He was teasing her a bit about the fashion police comment.

He rolled his eyes. “Ha ha ha. Yes, I remember. I don’t forget stuff like that quickly. It’s not like it’s schoolwork. It something important that you need to remember.”

[Alliey Green]

"OOH! Good one! Why didn't I think of that?" She asked, mentally adding those two things to her list. "All those stupid people trying to dig their way with sthingys. We know better." she laughed. "Maybe... Must be one of those things that gets passed down from parent to child.... So.. I probably have it too..." she laughed.

She laughed when he started mumbling words under his breath and waving his hands like he was trying to curse the preppiness out of her. "You know, I think the smacking of my head was enough to scare the preppiness out of me for a lifetime." she said, touching the part of her head that still hurt from her hitting it. She didn't know how hard she hit...

Alliey nodded her head. "Mutant Marshmellows. Much scarier." she agreed. She listened to what he said, and laughed. "My mom wouldn't really care. Whatever makes me happy. But my dad and Lauren would probably drop to their knees and thank the gods of clothing for making me change my style. They think I'm corrupting their cute little children's innocence." She snorted as she laughed.

She smiled. "Well, you know, you could have forgotten. I forgot where my house was the first few weeks I was living there. It needs to be drilled into my head a couple of times before I remember that kind of thing."

[Blaise Thompson]

He shrugged. "Exactly. Swimming is much easier, less time, and you don't get as dirty. Except for the salt in salt water..." He laughed. "You probably won't have it. At least, let's hope..."

He laughed. "Well, you can't be too sure about that. Even if you bang your head against the wall. And you might have lost a couple dozen brain cells by doing that, you know." He honestly hadn't expected her to hit herself. Well, maybe he did....

He smirked. "Exactly. Rabbits, everyone loves. Some people have a hatred of marshmellows, so when mutant marshmellows come, they'll be scared out of their minds. It's perfect." He laughed as she talked. "Corrupting little children's innocence...do they not realize that as they get older, they have less and less innocence? Soon they'll be driving out to Las Vegas and gambling, and come back married or something!"

He rolled his eyes as he drove toward her street, just a few stoplights away. "Well...even if you do need to have that done, your address is something important. Where else am I going to go when I burn down our house during a pyromaniac moment?"

[Alliey Green]

"True. Very True. Although salt is a very easy thing to get off. My friend was pretending to be Hannibal Lector for a haunted house at a camp I worked at, and the whole time he was salting my head. It all, like, fell off as soon as I stood upright." She laughed, remembering that. "Well, this could be different, seeing as it's in water and all.... And I really wouldn't mind having ADD. I think it'd be fun." she said.

She thought. "I guess so... I didn't really think about the whole "loosing brain cells" thing... Oh well. I hit my head with my hand and against hard stuff all the time, and I'm not stupid yet!... Although some people may say otherwise."

"Exactly! Just imagine little squinty eyes and a mouth filled with sharp teeth on a marshmellow. Now that's terrifying. Bunnies are just cute, not scary." She laughed when he talked about going to Las Vegas. "You know, I bet Hannah'll do that some day. She comes home the other day, she's in first grade, mind you, and I asked "Hannah, what did you do in school today?" And she says "Nothing... but at snack time I made that cute kid Jeffery be my boyfriend." FIRST GRADE and the kids got a boyfriend. I mean seriously."

"That is a good reason to remember the address." She nodded in agreement. She knew the surrounding area extremely well; they were only a few streets away from her house.

[Blaise Thompson]

He laughed. "ADD....could be fun. Won't know unless we get it, huh?" He rolled his eyes. Even as he said that, it sounded stupid.

He grinned. "I wouldn't say that. I mean, you might be, but who am I to judge? You're looking at the guy who failed his sophmore year. I wouldn't really know anything...." That was sort of true. Unless he buckled down and got serious with his schoolwork, he was a complete idiot.

He looked at her out of the corner of his eyes. "She has a boyfriend, in first grade? Wow...we must have lost our touch...if a first grader beats us at getting a partner, what hope is there for us?" That wasn't true at all, but at the moment, it made the moment funny.

He nodded. "Exactly. And don't forget that. It might happen when I'm in my senior year...

[Alliey Green]

"I suppose so.... My mom's cousin had ADD. He was the funnest person I've ever met in my life. It was extremely entertaining to get him off topic. We'd start talking about, like, school or something, then we'd end up talking about, like, the apocolypse or something." she laughed.

Alliey frowned when Blaise mentioned his first sophomore year. "Blaise, please, your not stupid at all. Books aren't everything. Some people could be completely book smart, but know nothing when it comes to walking down the street and how to defend yourself. In my opinion, that's a lot more important. And you were smart enough to choose the best best friend ever, so you must not be stupid at all!" she said, grinning.

Alliey burst out laughing. "Please. I'd rather be single for my whole life then be a complete whore with a different boyfriend every week." She said, and it reminded her of something. "Are you going to that Masquerade thing? I am. It seems like fun. I'm wearing a dress and everything" she added. She was slightly amazed about that fact herself.

"Hm.. I'll remember to make room in my house for you during our senior year." she said, lauging as they turned onto her street.