Big Wolf on Campus.

[Trist]

Biana laughed gently, taking advantage of the obviously nervous boy's position of looking to the side. Taking the flesh of his lower earlobe between her teeth, tenderly she ran her tongue along it.

"You're so cute, Merton," she spoke softly. "But how do you assume that what we both want is the same?"

 

[Trist]

Biana opened the exit of Merton's secret room, looking each way before coming out fully. Carefully, she closed the wall, straightened out her clothing, and began walking down the hall as if nothing out of place had happened.

Merton had left Biana on her own in the room. As Biana had began nibbling on his earlobe, he tensed up, muttered "Uh...I gotta go... Sorry." and ran off. She shrugged off the incident, and decided to head towards class.

 

[Trist]

<BUMP>

 

[KarmicKoala]

Merton -- A boy conflicted

"How could you be sto stupid, Merton?" he thought to himself.

"There you had a pretty girl, an insanely pretty girl in the palm of your hands, quite literally, and you blew it. And not good blew it... bad blew it. You almost had a perfect opening for the next Gothic Fantasy Guild meeting! Almost!," he continued thinking to himself.

"Augh! I could scream!" he screamed out loud. He realized his mistake then blushed the color of pureed tomato as others in the hallway looked at him disdainfully. "Did I say that out loud? I didn't mean to, honest ... It was nothing -- " Oh just shut up Merton! You're rambling again! You can be such a goof sometimes.

Merton walked toward class nervously. Biana, the new girl had taken a liking to him, and he liked her back ... More than liked her back. He wondered if any of the jocks knew what had happened, if they could tell he was a changed man.

Nope, he was still the same geeky Merton, and try as he might, he always would be.

 

[Trist]

Biana made a quick stop at her locker, opening it with a disappointed sigh.

"What was I thinking? I came on way too strong... Did I scare him off?"

Biana shut her locker rather hastily, upset with herself.

"And now I've made a complete fool of myself... I'm sure he thinks of me as some easy tramp..."

Biana stood for a moment, mentally bashing herself before she turned to walk down the hall. She heard a voice scream out something she couldn't quite make out; she could've swore it was Merton's voice.

"Don't be silly," she thought. "It's just your imagination..."

She couldn't help but walk in the direction of the scream, however, being a creature of curiousity.

 

[KarmicKoala]

Merton

Merton waded through the crowds of students in Pleasantville High. He ran over the events of the past hour again and again in his head. Boy meets girl, girl kisses boy, boy freaks out and runs screaming. Well, at least it was typical for Merton. It seemed to be the story of his life, and it seemed to be something his choker couldn't protect him from.

Merton casually looked over his shoulder. He secretly hoped Biana would be following him. She wasn't. There was a deep sigh. His existence would be spent alone for the rest of eternity. Well, except for Frank, his all too frequent Dark Spirit visitor from the Underworld.

As Merton neared the door to his class, a tidal-wave of students parted. It was almost like Moses, parting the Red Sea, but this was different. It looked much more painful.

"Aha! It's Dingle. I thought I recognized that voice." It was Tim. He had an evil glimmer in his eye. "Now that your 'girlyfriend,' and that new guy aren't around to protect you, you're mincemeat!"

"Well, actually, I'm rather partial to SPAM ... except for on the internet of course ... it's rather a bad idea to SPAM there -- "

"Shut up! You're gonna pay for earlier, nerdboy."

Merton swallowed hard. "If you're going to hit me, which my temultuous calculations prove time and time again, please do it somewhere it won't be noticeable? Please?"

 

[Trist]

Biana rounded the corner just as Merton was approached by Tim. Unfortunately, with all of the people flooding into the hall, she didn't quite notice that he was about to be pummeled.

Biana walked calmly down the hall, her arms folded over her chest, holding her books to her securely. She thought over, step by step, exactly what she had done and made several reasons why Merton ran away from her.

Glancing to the side, she noted Tim in a threatening position over Merton.

"Hold on a second, Tim, I need to ask you something."

Deftly he looked over at the girl, wondering if she had some wise-ass second portion to her statement in which she would attack and try to save Merton's hide.

"Tell me... If it were just you and me, in some room all alone and I were to start putting moves on you, even go so far as to straddle your lap, what would you do?"

She needed the reassurance of a "I'd definately fuck you" type reply, but she knew that Tim and Merton were different... She soon realized that Tim's answer didn't even matter that much to her.

 

[KarmicKoala]

Merton - Lover Scorned

Morton watched in horror as Tim drew back his fist. He was counting down the nanoseconds to impact, when a familiar voice melted the reel of his life playing back before his closed eyes.

"Hold on a second, Tim. I need to ask you something," Biana said in her sultry and singsong voice.

Please don't ask him to pummel me into next week ... please... I didn't think running away would have made her that mad...

Tim's arm locked into place, cocked behind his head. He wondered if it was a ruse, to catch him and Travis off guard so another one of their goody-goody friends could tear them apart again. Tim's head cocked slightly to the side, and he looked at her inquisitively. Well, as inquisitively as is possible for someone as dumb as a rock.

Merton braced himself for the onslaught of pummeling he knew was coming.

Instead, he got a pummeling of another sort. "Tell me... If it were just you and me, in some room all alone and I were to start putting moves on you, even go so far as to straddle your lap, what would you do?"

Oh the agony of a jaded lover. The pain of emotion torn. She hated his kisses, she hated him, Merton. He was a failure. Suddenly his thoughts turned to Sarah Michelle Gellar, his patron saint of all that was holy. Inwardly he prayed to her ... Help me Sarah Michelle, you're my only hope!

Tim very blatantly ogled Biana. "I'd do you," he said coarsely. It wasn't very eloquent but it would do.

Biana shrugged flippantly, then grabbed Merton by the hand. "We've got to get to class we're going to be late. No more pummeling for you."

Merton started with the sudden realization he was still alive. And she was holding his hand again. Angels seemed to sing from on high, white light shone all around him. No, it was just the Choir practicing their pieces for the school year, echoing throughout the halls. And the white light, well ... that couldn't be explained, or rather it could, but it was best left to "The Truth is out there."

Maybe Merton wasn't destined to a life of solitude and monkdome after all.

 

[Trist]

Biana led Merton through the halls, in all honesty not even knowing where she was going, much less what class she was supposed to be in at the moment. She took a couple of corners with Merton, checking back to make sure T.N.T. weren't following.

Sure of their safety, Biana turned to Merton. "You alright?"

 

[The_high_king]

Wally

"Fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two", I silently said to myself, as I continued my knuckle push-ups. The teacher blew his whistle, and said, "alright people lets hussle up. I'm Mr. Jaywalk, and I'll be your Phz teacher for this year. We're going to start off simple today, afterall, it is the first day of school. So in a couple of minutes, I'll introduce you to some equipment, and some ground rules". It was your basic gym class, nothing new. I simply nodded as he rambled on about weights, basket ball, hockey rape... tape. I then realized that I should pay attention more.

 

[KarmicKoala]

Merton

Merton looked at Biana. He chuckled nervously, "Am I all right? Of course I'm all right! Why wouldn't I be? I mean, Tim and Travis messed with the wrong guy. They should have learned by now that when you mess with Merton, you're really messing with his friends!"

Merton broke eye contact with her briefly. But he couldn't keep his eyes away from hers. The brilliant green drew him in. "I do appreciate your help back there, though."

"It was nothing, honest," Biana said softly.

Merton felt himself falling into her eyes again. Help me Sarah Michelle Gellar, you're my only hope ... "So you think I thought you were hideously repulsive, huh?"

"That wasn't why you ran out?"

"No, I got scared ... I mean I've only ever been with one girl in my life, and the only reason that ever happened, truth told, was because it was some Demon's idea of a prank. He thought I needed to get laid, so he told me and a," Merton cleared his throat, "close friend of mine that he needed the juices of two lovers in order to steal my sister's soul."

"That's a little odd ..."

"I don't even know why I'm telling you this! It's like I can't shut up today! Don't get me wrong it was great ... But anyway, we had sex, but things kinda got weird between us. I haven't heard from her again."

"Aww, that's too bad, Merton," Biana gently rested her hand on his forearm. "It's almost time for class to start... But I don't know where I'm going."

"You have your schedule right?"

Biana nodded and pulled it from her bag. "It says here that I have ..."


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OOC: Just a minor dialogue edit

 

[Trist]

OOC:

Nice reference to the old thread

IC:

"It says here that I have... Physical Education." Biana looked to Merton, sighing. "I hate phz..."

Merton smiled. "Ah, it'll be fun. Not exactly my favorite of choices... The jocks have a tendency to prey on guys like me..."

Merton lead Biana to the gym, directing her to the coach.

Biana hesitated. She really didn't want to have to take a gym class... It wasn't that she was bad at sports, it was quite the contrary. But she had a tad too bit agression, and someone usually ended up getting hurt.

Biana approached the coach, introducing herself and explaining that she didn't have any gym clothes.

"Oh, don't worry, I have some shorts and tops that you could borrow for the day. Class is about to start, just come out once you're dressed."

Biana walked to the girls' locker room, disappointed that she actually had to participate for the day...

 

[KarmicKoala]

Merton showed Biana to the Gym, and took her directly to the Coach. Once in front of Coach he held his hands out in a grand gesture of "TADA!"

"Coach, this is a new Student, Biana. I'll leave you two to talk ... I've got to get going to my next class."

Merton bowed his head slightly to Biana in a gesture of "good luck" and walked quickly out the gym doors. He went down the stairs to the locker rooms and snuck in, all the while "In Hall of the Mountain King" played through his head.

Merton quickly found his locker, it was in a corner in the back in the dark, where nobody could see him changing. His changing was over in the blink of an eye. When he was done, he walked back up the stairs to the Gym.

The Gym doors opened and there was Merton. On his head, a black terry cloth sweat band. He had used puffed paints and emblazoned "No Pain No Gain." On his wrists were black sweatbands also. His shirt was a black "wife-beater" with the slogan "Chicks Dig Pale Scrawny Guys." His shorts looked like satin, but were much cheaper. The contrast of black on Merton's pale skin was drastic. He looked like a spectre.

Merton looked around the gym in awe... "He could beat me up ... and he could too ... and so could he ... I'd best get on their teams ... "

As Merton looked around the room, his eyes fell on Biana again. He took a seat on the floor, crosslegged near her and smiled. "So, here we are ..."

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Edit for clarity.

 

[Trist]

Biana tugged downwards at her shorts as she walked out onto the gym floor.

"Could they make these any smaller?" she thought, irritated.

She wore the school colors, maroon and white, her shorts being maroon and her tank top white with "Badgers" written across the chest. The shorts were much like those wore back in the 60's by basketball players -- reaching barely far enough down to cover her ass cheeks. The shirt was quite snug across her 38C cup breasts, but it did reach down to the top of her shorts.

She sat upon the floor, her legs stretched out before her. She spotted Merton walking towards her; instantly she noticed his outfit. She couldn't help but smile at the written words across his chest.

"Well, here we are..." he spoke, sitting cross legged next to her.

Biana flatly replied, "Yay...I'm so excited."

She then looked to Merton and smiled. "Why didn't you tell me you had this class, anyway?"

 

[KarmicKoala]

"I guess I wanted to surprise you," Merton said, giving her a once-over.

"Well it does come as a surprise. And it is a good one. I'm glad you can share this period with me. Although, I'd rather be getting sweaty in other ways."

Merton swallowed hard. "You mean --"

Biana nodded. "Exactly."

"I'm sorry about that... I didn't mean to freak out ... but I told you the whole story and that was the truth. One of these days I'll take you to my lair and let you meet Frank. He's the most pleasant Dark Spirit I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. Well, he's the only Dark Spirit I've ever met... but still ... It's the principle of the thing."

Biana chuckled. "I'd love to visit your lair. Are we still on for tonight?"

"But of course! There's this really great place in town called 'The Factory.' Everybody hangs out there."

 

[Trist]

Biana smiled and nodded. "Okay, it sounds good."

Just as Biana thought she had the next intelligent thing to say, the gym teacher walked up to Biana and Merton.

"You missed my introduction," he informed them.

Biana looked up at him, irritated. "Oh, I'm sorry... I'm sure it was riviting..."

The gym teacher gave her a scowl. "Both of you, get going on something. I don't care what you're doing, as long as you're getting a work out."

Biana couldn't help but get a mischeivious grin, arching an eyebrow. However, she didn't talk back, not wanting to get into too much trouble on her first day. Slowly she stood, looking about as to what she should do.

 

[KarmicKoala]

Merton *DIGS* Biana

Merton blushed crimson. He rose quickly to his feet and looked around the room briefly. In a bin nearby, were a bunch of Volleyballs. He'd always admired the Pleasantville Girls Volleyball team. He'd longed to join, but his petition fell on deaf ears. Instead, he joined the cheerleading squad, which was just as good. He still got to look at extremely beautiful girls day in and day out.

He walked to the bin, whistling softly to himself as he reached in and pulled out a ball. He served the ball to Biana gently. She spiked it downward to the right. Merton dropped and dug the ball away from the ground and back to her.

"I really dig you, Biana," he said with a cheesy grin written on his face.

 

[Trist]

Biana laughed. "That's so corny it hurts..." she replied, scooping it back to him.

They must've looked like two little children, playing nicely with each other. Occasionally they would hit difficult-to-return plays, but nothing so bad that they would damage each other. They were just having fun.

 

[KarmicKoala]

"It may be corny, but it's true! "

The ball got bounced high. Merton waited for it to come down and set the ball perfectly back to Biana. She swiped at the ball with a cat-like grace. The ball traveled at a steep angle downward.

Merton crouched and bumped the ball with his forearms, sending it back up to Biana for a set. She made the familiar triangle with her fingers and set it up into the air. Merton spiked the ball down and to the left.

The friendly game quickened in pace. It was almost reflexive for the two friends. Merton had a big smile written across his face. With each hit, Merton watched Biana, transfixed. She had an amazing figure. A better figure, dare he even think the thought, than his Goddess, Sarah Michelle Gellar.

 

[Trist]

Biana laughed and enjoyed her game with Merton. She didn't care to get competitive with him, although she was, by nature, a 'need to win' type of person.

Biana dived forward to hit the volleyball. With as far as she had to travel, she landed on her stomach. Her shirt flew up slightly, revealing the upper-portion of a tattoo on her lower back. It was black, Celtic looking, with a symbol in the middle. Before Merton could really take it in entirely, she jumped back to her feet with ease, smiling and awaiting her next challage.

 

[KarmicKoala]

Coach's Whistle blew and interrupted the friendly game of Volleyball.

"All right! Gather round everybody. It's time to get really active."

The other students in the class, gathered 'round Coach. He looked out over the crowd of students with hard eyes. Coach was not a pleasant man, he had seen a lot of hard times in his days. Poor bastard really just needed the good attentions of a woman.

As the straggling students finally joined the cluster, Coach spoke up again. "Since it's the first day of class, I want to give you guys a break. Don't think every day will be like this though," the Coach paused and looked out over the students. "This half of the room," he motioned, "is one team. And the other half, is another. I'll go get the hockey sticks. I'll need one person from each team to help me get the goals."

 

[The_high_king]

Wally

"I'm on it sir", I said, as I went for the goals. Me, and some other people began to drag the nets to opposite sides of the gym. The teacher tossed out the hockey sticks, and we grabbed them according to team colour. Therefore, blue, and red. I got blue.

 

[KarmicKoala]

Merton, Team player? Or just a "hack?"

Merton grabbed a blue stick from the large outdoor trashcan, and watched as Biana grabbed a blue one as well. After the teams grabbed their sticks, they broke up into one large group each to discuss positions.

Merton made it very clear that he wasn't good at sports. "I'll be a defenseman. Ergo, I won't have very much contact, unless our attackers are weak, in which case--"

"Merton, shut up," the group said in unison.

"Right, I'll shut up. So does that mean I'm a defenseman?"

"Yes, Merton, you can be a Defenseman," they said exasperated.

The teams broke up to their positions. Merton was in for the first Rotation, as were Biana and Wally. Merton held his stick tight as the first wave of attackers came in. He got up into Randy Mossberg's face, hacking at his ankles with his stick.

"I claim this puck in the name of Team Blue!"

"Get off of me Dingle!"

"Never!" Merton let out his warcry.

Merton continued hacking at Mossberg's ankles until Randy took a step and fell over in sheer pain. Merton stole the puck, smiling and passed it up to Wally.

 

[Trist]

Biana laughed as she watched Merton's "tactic" of getting the puck. She, herself, was across the line on the red team's side, being a forward player.

 

[The_high_king]

Wally

I had the puck. I smiled as I made my way towards the net. Then I frowned, thinking, "oh no, if hit too hard, they'll think I'm a freak!". I had to shoot as weakly as possible. I lined up the shot, and quickly, but gently hit the puck. It went flying, seemingly hovering above the air. No goal, instead the goalie was knocked head over heels, and seeing stars. "My bad", I said, as the puck was tossed out, and the game went on.