Naughty (Open!)

[Georgina Speer]

Sighing to herself, George slumped back on her bed. She had a free period right now, and even though she had homework due for next lesson, she wasn't in the mood to do it. She never was, actually, but that was besides the point. She needed something to do for the next hour. She sat up and looked over at her laptop; maybe she could try some Portal or something? She'd completed that game about 3 times already, one of those times being yesterday... nah. She was about to lie back down again when her guitar caught her eye, and that gave her an idea. She went over to one of her many bags, this one containing many CDs, and pulling out a few which contained instrumental tracks from different musicals and some bands which she really liked at the moment, and with those in hand, she was out of the door.

Of course, she could've fulfilled her idea in her room, but the acoustics in there were pretty terrible and she really needed to stretch her lungs; she hadn't done some proper singing in a while. As she walked through corridors of the school and heard the occasional raised voice of a teacher, she mentally thanked Joan, one of her best friends back in England, for composing the tracks on those CDs, otherwise she'd be using YouTube for the music, and a lot of her favourite songs didn't have decent tracks on YouTube. After a few minutes of walking, she eventually reached her destination: The Auditorium. She slowly opened one of the stiff double doors, which resulted in making a very loud creak reverberate throughout the room. She poked her head in and looked around. "Hello?" she asked to the emptiness.

...

Nothing.

Without an answer to tell her otherwise, she let herself into the room and closed the door behind her. Walking over to the stage, she pulled herself up onto it. Behind the curtains on one side was a CD player which projected out into the rest of the auditorium. She went over to the machine and randomly chose a CD to put in. Once it had loaded, she pressed a random track number and stepped into the middle of the stage. A few seconds later, she heard four identical staccato chords and instantly knew what the song was. A smirk grew on her lips as she began to sing:

"Jack and Jill, went up the hill,
To fetch a pail of water, so they say.
Their subsequent fall was inevitable,
They never stood a chance they were written that way.
Innocent victims of their story!"

It was the song "Naughty", from Matilda. She loved how it was talking about how a child was discovering the stupidity of the world and how unfair it was, and how you had to do things yourself independently if you wanted to get along. That was practically her life's motives in a nutshell. She tapped her foot in time with the beat and loved every second.

[Katy Bishop]

Katy also had a free period and there was only so much you could do in the Student Lounge before it got boring. Katy longed to be outside, stretching her wings and soaring through the air, not cooped up in this room with a textbook in front of her, studying. Revision was the worst kind of work. Going over stuff you already know about? What's the point of that? She already knew how to do Pythagoras' theorem or something like that, why did she have to learn it again. Turning over the page to another sheet of triangles, Katy decided she couldn't took it any more. Shutting her book with an exasperated sigh, she left the room and started heading outside.

On the way to the training field, Katy heard one of her favourite songs ever playing from what she figured was the Auditorium. Naughty, by Matilda. Someone was singing as well, even better! Humming along, Katy hurried over to the large hall. Whoever it was who was in there certainly had good choice in musicals.

Katy looked in through the glass of the large doors before opening them and going into the Auditorium. She sauntered over to the stage, singing softly as to not disturb the girl's practice. When the song finished Katy smiled and clapped.

"Bravo, bravo! Seriously though, that was really good. And great choice of song. I love Matilda. Especially Revolting Children. Not very good for singing, but a good song nonetheless. Do you mind if I join you on the stage? I'm bored, got a free period." Without waiting for an answer, Katy pulled herself up onto the stage next to the girl. "I'm Katy, by the way. Katy Bishop."

[Asher Hayes]

It was Asher's free period, his favorite part of the school day. That day, he decided he was going to do some musical improv in the auditorium. Asher made his way towards his dorm where he packed up his favorite of the many instruments he played, his ukulele. Using his telekinesis, Asher put the the ukulele in it's black case and locked it up. Though he had a bit of a headache after, it was worth it. He headed out back to the school and into the auditorium. When he entered the room, he was surprised when he found two girls chatting. Asher wasn't embarrassed about his talent so he unpacked his instrument and prepared to start.

He headed up the stairs to the stage and found a stool for him to sit on. While he got set up, he went over in his head the basics of what he was going to play. Once that was figured out, he dove right in. He started strumming and stringing together a melody. After a few measures he started to sing about the first thing that came to his mind: a lost love. The words seemed to pour from Asher's lips uncontrollably. He was on a roll and wished he was writing this down. Hopefully his minuscule audience was a fan of indie music. As the song faded away, Asher stood up and gave a bow. Instead of making a dramatic exit, he stuck around hoping that it would spark a conversation.

[Georgina Speer]

George spent the rest of the song dancing and playing around the stage like she owned it, and like she was an 8 year old. Her singing was shaky and pitchy at times, of course, due to her obvious lack of practise, but it held strength and carried the tune. She smiled and skipped, enjoying herself more than she had in 20 minutes!

She noticed the door open and close and scanned her eyes around, continuing to sing, until she caught the source of the intruder. She grinned happily and overreacted even more, even letting a little laughter into her song. She was slightly embarrassed that she now had an audience, not matter how small, but that didn't mean she would stop, until the song itself did.

George bowed overdramatically at the applause and slapped on a cocky smirk. Yeah, she had done well! She was pleased with herself. She continued to keep her happiness up as the girl pulled herself up. "Musicals are generally pretty awesome. I'm George, George Speer. Nice to meet you, Katy." She smiled, the repetition of Katy's name was a technique she was working on. Name's weren't her forte, since she knew so many, so by repeating them, she had read somewhere, she could remember them better!

She was about to ask about their mutual love of musicals, but a boy came in and... well, interrupted her with music. Not that she minded. She listened to the solemn song as it played and clapped once he was done. He seemed like an amazing musician. "Wow, I am not worthy!"

[Asher Hayes]

The positive feedback was quite a surprise to Asher. Since he had completely improvised it, he had expected merely a polite clap. Being struck with a comment that made him seem like a musical god didn't feel right. It wasn't even his best stuff. Asher could easily name many other pieces that he was much prouder of. Still, he accepted the comment and was very grateful and happy. But he still wondered about it. Was he underrating himself or did this girl have lower standards than Asher? He quickly pushed away the thought because Asher knew that if he didn't he wouldn't be able to stop. His obsessive personality caused him to get addicted to thinking about certain topics and events like brain crack. Anyway, there was a more important thing to think about. This girl could sing. Like really good. Not that Asher wanted to take advantage her, but he kept in mind that he needed vocalists for the album he was working on. This particular girl seemed like a nice addition.

"Thanks for the compliment but I think you're over exaggerating." Asher said realizing he had been standing their silently. "But you on the other hand can really belt out a song. I'm Asher by the way." He put out his hand prompting the girl to shake it. "Sorry about interrupting your conversation. I really wanted to practice and you must know how hard it is to find a quiet place other then the library and you can't really play in the library because it's the library and all..." Asher was rambling. He quickly cut himself off so the girl wouldn't die of boredom. Being caught dragging the corpse of a young girl whose ears are bleeding won't be good for his reputation. Thought and images of that situation clouded his mind and muffled the words the girl was saying. Asher seemed to be having an especially bad day. He smiled and nodded at the girl hoping she wasn't talking about about her dead puppy and making him look like an ass.