Realistic or Modern High School Rock Band

[kira blackthorn]

Robin stuck his tongue out at Finchs back. Childish sure but the situation called for it. Bastard.


Looking down he found a note from Natalie. Curious he began to read and when he finished he sent her a smirk of agreement as he wrote back. A total ass wipe.

 

[RhythmWriter]

The class was now silent, everyone bored as ever. Don was writing down all the notes, knowing that he couldn't afford to lose anymore points. After a while, about 20 minutes before class got out, he noticed some bickering between two students. All the sudden, a desk was thrown and yelling erupted throughout the classroom. He could't tell how it started, or what was going on. "What the hell?"

 

[TheWaffleLord]

Students poured out of the classroom in bundles, hurrying in sadistic excitement to see who was getting beaten up and who was throwing the punches. Mr. Finch hurried out to try and break it up. Natalie and few others stayed where they were. Her eyes lingered on the equipment that sat on the long table, unattended. With a subtle smile on her face, the bluenette stood up and sauntered to the front of the class.


Natalie put on the safety goggles, then the latex gloves. She picked up a test tube filled with a chemical that was labeled with a word she couldn't even pronounce. Imitating Mr. Finch's condescending voice, Natalie said, "Class, I want each and every one of you dim-witted imbeciles to shut the hell up and listen to my instructions." She approached the lab burner, her fingers reaching the gas tap.


After two tries, Natalie managed to cause a blue, strong flame to jet out from what was called the "barrel" of the lab burner. Her eyes glinted. "I heard you talking over there, Mr. Walker!" She pointed an accusing finger at the boy without his backpack, but she was having trouble suppressing a smile. "Ten points off your grade!"


In her normal voice, Natalie began muttering to herself. "The thing . . . Where is that other thing I need . . . ? Aha!" Her gaze landed on the test-tube holder, which she quickly reached out to snatch.


But her arm grazed against the lab burner, and momentarily caused the object to tip over. Natalie instinctively tried to catch it, but it had already landed against the table's surface. The flame still burned fervently, and a thick roll of paper towels was directly in front of it. It was set ablaze as easily as a knife cutting through butter.


"Well . . . That didn't go as planned."

 

[RhythmWriter]

Don looked up. "Wh-what?" It took him to realize that there was a fire. "Uh, I think I remember Mr. Finch specifically saying no to fires today..." He thought about joining in with them. He looked at the girl, noticing how fun she was having defying Mr. Finch's "expectations." letting out a laugh, he got got up. And then flames began to rise.


He looked around, grabbed a beaker full of chemicals and poured it onto the fire, hoping to help put it out. The situation couldn't have gotten much worse after that. The flames began to spread, and he noticed that the girl was too close. Without thinking, he ran towards her to get her out of the way.


A bit further from the disaster, they were both on the floor. He opened his to see if she was ok, and noticed that his glasses must have fallen off on his way over there. "What an eventful morning!"

 

[spectro]

"Oh God." Dax rolled his eye at the fight that was beginning and the nosy crowd that was following it outside. He was about to do the same, but instead he noticed a girl at the front, playing with chemicals. He stood up, tucking his earphones into his pockets and strolling towards her. A flame blazed up and Dax jumped back a little as a pile of paper towels ignited. Another boy stepped forward and poured chemicals over the flames. "Jesus Christ!" He ran over to them and grabbed the extinguisher, shooting foam all over the blaze. A flame leaped up and licked his hand, making his skin burn with pain. He squeezed his hand shut and put out the rest of the flames. He fell back on the wall and clenched his teeth as the pain bit through his hand.

 

[kira blackthorn]

"Natalie ." Robin shouted jumping up when Natalie was saved by one of the boys. This isn't good.

 

[TheWaffleLord]

The boy that the teacher referred to as 'Mr. Walker' used the other chemicals in hopes of dousing the flames. It only made it worse--the fire grew. Natalie was standing too close, and at one point, she wasn't sure what to make of anything until the Walker boy tackled into her and they both fell on the tiled floor. The wind was knocked right out of Natalie. She groaned in pain, thankful for what he had done but also, not quite.


Robin shouted, "Natalie!"


"Aw, shit, man!"


"What an eventful morning!" Natalie opened her eyes to see the Walker boy inches away from her, but missing his glasses. Her fingers fumbled for the glasses when she found them on the floor. In an amused, slightly shaken voice, she said, "Here ya go, Velma." Jokes were the only way to help her and others calm down in situations such as these.


"Jesus Christ!" The bluentte turned her head to the side, seeing that the flames were eating away at the lab coats, until the one who shouted used the fire extinguisher. Finally. It was over . . . for now.

 

[kira blackthorn]

Are you alright Natalie?" Robin asked worried ignoring her joke just relived that it was over.

 

[TheWaffleLord]

"Are you alright Natalie?"


Natalie, who was still on the floor, raised her hand up high. "No worries! I'm fine!" she called out. The adrenaline still coursing through her body, she was feeling shaky from the excitement of the whole incident. Her messy hair was pooled around her head on the floor, tousled even more so than it had been minutes ago. A giggle bubbled out from her, then it evolved into a laugh.


A tired, but also giddy laugh. "Holy shit, guys . . . ! Ohhh my god." She quieted for a moment, considering something. Then Natalie added, "We should all probably run now."

 

[kira blackthorn]

Robin nodded in agreement and grabbed her hand before he began running for the door .

 

[spectro]

Dax looked at the girl, Natalie, he thought her name was. "WHAT?" He yelled. His palm was blistering, burning and stinging. He wouldn't have been mad, or even angry at the pain, but the fact that an injury like this would stop him from playing bass for the next few weeks, at least, made his blood boil. "I CAN'T PLAY BASS BECAUSE OF YOU." He breathed, fast, and he almost felt as if steam was emitting from his mouth. He swallowed and closed his eyes, wrapping his right hand around his left wrist, which was burning. His breath wavered, as if he was crying, and he almost felt like doing so. He brought himself to look down at the wound, the skin was a fleshy pink and almost bubbling. He tore his eyes away and squeezed them shut. "I need to go to a hospital." He said, wincing.

 

[TheWaffleLord]

Before Natalie knew it, she was pulled up to her feet by Robin, and they were running out of the classroom. "Whoa! Everyone flee the scene! Run!" Someone's loud and infuriated voice bellowed after them. "I CAN'T PLAY BASS BECAUSE OF YOU!" Natalie recognized that male voice as the one who had burst out singing, minutes ago. He was furious.


Natalie hadn't seen the injury to his hand, but hearing what he said insinuated what had happened. His hand was burned. He probably received a second-degree--maybe third-degree burn that would need immediate treatment. Whatever smile or giddiness remained in Natalie left at that point. She knew what it felt like to play music. The sadness of not being able to play due to an injury.


Natalie knew the fire was her fault. She and Robin didn't get too far until the principal herself had come across their path. Mrs. Sharpstone. "Why in such a hurry? Hmm . . . You two don't have a hallway pass, I see." She had undoubtedly seen them run out of the chemistry room. Not good.


"Uhh . . ." Natalie drew a blank for an excuse. Period. Just say we're both on our period and it's that time of the month again. "We--"


"You two should be back in class." Mrs. Sharpstone, a lady with a thin face and nose, began to escort them back to the crime scene that took place.


We're in trouble. Who am I kidding? I'm in trouble. Mrs. Sharpstone gasped upon the sight before her. The burned lab coats. The falling embers. The smell of lingering smoke in the air. The principal was too smart not to know. "What is the meaning of this?!"

 

[spectro]

Dax stepped out of the room and looked to his left. Natalie and Robin were talking to the Principal. He walked in the opposite direction; there was no need for the Principle to know of his injury, it would only get the girl into trouble. He held his wrist as it throbbed and made his way to the nurses office.

 

[kira blackthorn]

"uh..." Robin laughed nervously. "It was an accident."


At her 'Yeah right' stare he began to elaborate."We were fooling around with the chemicals and stuff when one spilled. It was an accident honest."

 

[TheWaffleLord]

"We were fooling around with the chemicals and stuff when one spilled. It was an accident honest."


Natalie gave a grateful, relieved look to Robin. She was glad he covered up for her--she didn't even expect any one of them to. They barely knew each other. The principal's face hardened. She raised her right brow and pursed her lips. "And why run away from this class when there's already a fire extinguisher in here?"


"Well . . ." Natalie scanned her eyes around the room, slowly. The bluenette glanced at the Walker boy, Robin, and then lastly . . . Wait, where was the other guy? Oh . . . probably at the nurse's office by now.


"Actually," Natalie began, "I started it--not on purpose, as Robin said. But I was the one who knocked over the burner. None of us wanted to get caught. Sooo . . . . we ran."


Mrs. Sharpstone narrowed her eyes, and nodded. "I see . . ." Her vague response only meant nothing good was to come out of this. Just then, Mr. Finch, and the classmates had returned to the room. The students' eyes bugged; Mr. Finch was fuming. As he opened his mouth to bark obscenities, the principal sharply interrupted him.


"Mr. Finch, there is no need. They have already told me the story," she said calmly. She looked at Natalie. "As for you--detention for two weeks."


"Only detention?!" Mr. Finch exclaimed. "But--"


"It was an merely an accident. Besides, the fire is out now." Mrs. Sharpstone voice was the embodiment of calm and collected, as well as her facial expression. "Mr. Finch; students." She gave them a brief nod. "Continue as you were." Then with that, Mrs. Sharpstone took her leave, along with the sound of her heels clicking against the tile floors.

 

[kira blackthorn]

"That was a close one." Robin muttered. Looking up he froze when he met Mr.Finchs glare. Shooting him a weak sheepish smile he grabbed Natalies and the walker boys hands and begin ushering them away."Lets not push our luck."

 

[spectro]

Dax shook his hand. The nurse had done a pretty shabby job, leaving pieces of bandage sticking out, but at least the pain was gone. He put it underneath his jacket and made sure his palm didn't touch his chest. He let out a wavering breath and walked out of the office. He was a little dazed from the drugs he had taken, and it didn't feel nice. His head felt cloudy, like he was going to pass out, but he forced his eyes to stay open as he walked into his next class.