Pranktastic (Open!)

[Georgina Speer]

This was the perfect day for a prank, and George hadn't had a chance to do one in a while now, it was just a shame that none of her friends had obliged in joining her. Oh well, she could have as much fun as normal on her own. She'd found an empty bin -well, no, that was a lie. She had found a bin and emptied it out. Anyway, she had this bin, and she'd filled it three quarters up with refreshing water, because everyone needs to keep hydrated. Now, she hadn't been enjoying Maths recently, and she wanted to prove her point to the teacher, who didn't seem to care less about her happiness in life. Hiding around the corner from the classroom with said bin, she giggled a little before putting her plan into action. She heaved the bin as quickly as she could so it was resting on the door. Hearing footsteps, she ran back around the corner and hid there.

Then she heard it. The turn of a handle, the clang of the metal bin on the floor and the splash of water. She laughed like no other at the sight of her teacher soaked from waist to toe in water. "Who's laughing?" she heard his uproar and bolted out of there faster than a cheetah, holding her hat down on top of her head as she did. She ran through a few corridors, ignoring the passers-by, until she deemed herself far enough away. She decided to check if she was safe by using her ability and, sure enough, her Maths teacher was stomping around, red-faced and angrier than a bull, with all those around him laughing at his... situation. She saw that he had gone in the other direction and pulled out of the sight, laughing like a hyena, holding her stomach from how much it hurt from her laughter.

She slid down to sit against the wall in the empty corridor. She had missed the adrenaline of pulling pranks, it was amazing!

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Oriel was on another off day. However, the difference between this off day and the last one was that this one was 1. On campus and 2. he was snippier than usual. Having been effectively banned from the Halloween dance and all other school activities(including club meetings) for the next month, Oriel had good reason to be snippy. And since he was actively trying not to be snippy and somehow break someone's face in the process(preferably belonging to someone named Kodi), Oriel had retreated to a crevice behind the stairs next to one of the main hallways, waiting until the last minute before finally heading into class(to minimize interactions and thus casualties).

He was about to finally get up and head in when a girl cackling like a rabid hyena came rounding about the corner and fell to the floor across from him.

Oriel, with his nerves already on edge, merely stared at her with a scowl that said "how dare you disturb my angsting".

[Georgina Speer]

George's eyes fell onto the figure of a sulking, moping boy sitting across the way from her, whose faces resembled one that had encountered a rat lying around in it's own shit; not a pretty sight and definitely not a good smell. "Yikes..." she breathed out the word, whilst she made herself more comfortable. Well, as comfortable as you can get on a cold floor. She looked up again and was met with that same face, it was beginning to scare her how angry the guy looked. She spoke in confusion of his situation,

"Who hit your face with a bus this morning?"

And there she was, Little Miss Georgina Speer, her British accent ringing out clear with her voice. The one who always said the wrong thing at the wrong time. She mentally face-palmed and made a side note to hit her head against a brick wall later. She meant to say something joking and funny to lighten the mood and possibly make the guy smile, because it looked like behind that foul expression of his was a pretty cute face, but no. Instead, she had to go and insult him, and in such a brutal way too. She thought about possibly apologizing, but it seemed too late. Her words were floating around in the air now, collecting awkwardness like something static would collect dust.

She took off her hat and began tracing the rim of it with her finger. It was one of her favourite hats and she'd worn it because she thought today was going to be amazing. Apparently that wasn't so.

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"Who hit your face with a bus this morning?"

Definitely the wrong thing to say. As Oriel glared at her with dark eyes and a dark brow, he replied with a scoff, "The same one who hit yours, apparently."

Snippy, but on a normal day, Oriel could at least come up with something a bit more clever than that. He'd probably be ashamed of himself later for such a lame response, but who the fuck cared. Oriel wasn't in the mood anyway and probably wouldn't even remember this encounter later. There were just…to many other things to think about.

Oriel grunted and continued to stare her down. He smirked. At least she was nice enough to look at.

[Georgina Speer]

George looked up from her hat when he spoke, staring him right in the eye without flinching. She scoffed inwardly when she heard his response, it wasn't exactly... insulting. Something a child would say in a back and forth conflict, 'I know you are, but what am I?" That sort of idea. If she was in his position, the person on the receiving end would've cried so many tears by now that they could've flooded the Sahara or something.

She saw the hint of a smirk raise from the corner of his lips and continued to be confused. He sounded angry, but he was smiling? It made no sense to her. She put her hat back on her head. "I have no idea what you're smiling at, your comeback was terrible. A passerby would think you were simple in the head."

She'd had the thoughts of apologizing before, but now she couldn't care less. Even if he was terrible at fighting back, (and he was really sweet eye candy too) he was a man. If he had a problem with it, he'd have to grow some balls and deal with it.

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Normally, he'd have been striking fear into the heart of whoever he was addressing...or at least that's what he'd like to believe. Most of his comebacks were lame/dorky in the first place, and got more than their fair share of eye-rolls, but this one was especially bad. Though, it looks like he was going to regret his statement a lot earlier than he thought, because whoever this chick was, she was intent on pointing out that fact.

"I ain't arguing," he admitted, still smirking as he watched her get all mildly perturbed. The hat looked pretty good on her. "But, you're lucky I'm in a bad mood, otherwise I'd be winning the world series of comebacks by now. Knocking 'em right back at you like...like..." He blanked and stared a moment before looking away with a snort. "Fuck...I really am off my game."

Oriel was silent for yet another moment before he spoke again. "Alright, I'll bite. What got you so giddy and laugh-y like one of them Lion King hyenas?" If she was gonna hang out there, may as well talk.

[Georgina Speer]

"Fuck...I really am off my game."

George heard the guy snort out that comment. She laughed a little, nodding dramatically, "Yea, no kidding." She hugged herself as he asked about her laughter from before, but as he finished talking, her ears perked up and she heard something she didn't want to hear. Footsteps. Once again, she tracked her Maths teacher and sure enough, he was just around the corner. She pulled out of her almost trance-like state a little too quickly and became a little dizzy from it. She shook her head and stood up, scanning her surroundings. She spotted a supply cupboard only a few metres away from the two of them. Swiftly, she got up and approached it, turning back to the guy on the floor to say, "You'll see why in a second." Before opening the door to the cupboard and closing it behind her so she could hide in safety. Well, as much safety as she was in next to the cleaning supplies which gave off an oh so fragrant odour.

Her fate was in a strangers hands now. He could cover for her, or rat her out. If the teacher saw her, he would know instantly that she did it; after all, the bottoms of her trousers were soaking in water and she could come up with the best excuses in the world but she'd still get detention. She heard the teacher's voice booming, "Have you seen anyone who might've done this?" She closed her eyes tightly and crossed her fingers, hoping for the best.

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At least that got a smile out of her, even it it was just brutal honesty.

She seemed to zone out for a second and he was about to ask what was up(yeah, right, tho he was curious) when she suddenly stumbled to her feet and to the broom closet close by. Oriel sighed, thinking that this was stupidly cliche like out of a movie, but went with it anyway.

"Have you seen anyone who might've done this?"

Oriel stared up at the teacher as he sat there, leaning against the wall with his elbows hanging off his knees. The dude was soaking wet and Oriel could easily surmise what might've happened. Oriel's smirk twisted a bit...and he suddenly burst out giggling. Not so much at how ridiculous the teacher looked, but more so at how stupid he must have been to fall for such a basic prank. And at how stupid the girl was to have set up something so old-school. And at how ridiculous the teacher looked asking Oriel of all people, as if he was going to be cooperative, the boy was well known for sleeping in class, ignoring the teachers, and being a general ass to everyone he came across. What possessed this guy to think that Oriel would give him a straight answer!?

Oriel rolled over onto his side, holding his tummy while he continued to laugh.

[Georgina Speer]

George stayed in her pose until she heard him speak. Or moreover, react. He was laughing in a very similar way to how she had when she had run into him. Her shoulders slumped forward and she smacked her forehead; this was what happened when she trusted strangers. She didn't know what to think of the situation, so she waited for something interesting or different to happen, but she continued to hear laughter coming from the boy. She wanted to see what he was doing, to see if he was helping in some, non-verbal manner, so she tracked for the third time in that hour.

She saw the scene, the guy curled up in hysterics and the teacher standing tall with his hands on his hips. Her teacher kept trying to speak, but he couldn't get a word in edgeways, thanks to Mr. Mystery Man's ridiculous laughing outburst. She watched for a few more minutes, after which the teacher began to leave, shaking his head in anger. From what she could hear from the cupboard, he said something along the lines of "Why did I even bother asking?" He slammed the door behind him and Georgina came out of her tracking, but it hit her back and a lot harder than she could've expected. She had no idea where the hell she was, and the shock from her pounding headache had hit her like a frying pan to the face. She fell back a little, knocking over some of the supplies in the cupboard, and knocking over even more as she tried to get up. The noise really wasn't helping her screaming headachr, which made her head feel like it was about to burst open from all the pain she was having to endure. She almost fell out of the cupboard, and once the door was closed behind her, she slid her back down it onto the floor, clenching her eyes shut, holding the sides of her head with her hands and groaning slightly from the sudden onset pain.

She put her head between her legs to block out the world and try to ease the burning pain. Her hat rolled off of her head and landed inside up, making her resemble a crippled beggar on the streets.

She had no idea what was going on anymore; where she was, why she was there and what day it was were just a few of the simple things that freaked her out quite a bit since she had no recollection or memory of what they were. She breathed in and out deeply and slowly in an attempt calm herself down. Even if she was totally clueless, panicking would get her nowhere right now.

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Oriel had no intention of responding to the teacher in any coherent way and just continued to laugh his head off as if he were looking at a clown. The teacher should have known better, Oriel was probably the worst person to ask in that kind of situation. Though Oriel was sure he was going to hear about it from Sean later when he went to his detention. And probably get another day tacked on. Oriel really didn't care anymore at this point, they could ground him for life, at least he'd have a place to live comfortably for the rest of his days.

The teacher left and Oriel was still writhing on the floor in utter amusement. It was such a cliche scene, so completely stupid, Oriel had no choice! Which was a great thing, because Oriel didn't expect to laugh at all that day(or any day at all until forever), so he'd at least have to go out of his way to "thank" the chick who set it up.

Speaking of which, she tumbled out of that closet quite gracefully, Oriel couldn't help but snort again in response. She was about as clumsy as his Princess. Not half as cute, mind you, but there were definitely similarities he could appreciate.

But watching her another moment....apparently she didn't take to stress real well? Or maybe she was super relieved that an ass like Oriel didn't rat out on her(he wouldn't do that, unless they were certain Jack McCarthy's). Oriel rolled his eyes, "C'mon. It wasn't that scary, was it?" he teased. "Or is it...you claustrophobic or something?" Oriel couldn't have known what she was actually going through.

[Georgina Speer]

Every syllable that was spoken smashed into George's head and ricocheted on the walls, making her grunt again in pain, pulling her head down further. She tried to form words of explanation through her gritted teeth, "It's... I... argh..." It was a feeble effort. She continued to sit, rocking ever so slightly to comfort herself, as her memories returned to her. The memories replaced the pain and as they were gradually filed back into her brain, the headache was gently sucked out. The tension thar her body had been holding began to relax and she shook her head a little, chuckling inwardly. "That was so ridiculous." She picked up her hat and placed it back on her head. She faced the boy, who was still red in the face from laughter. She thought that the sight of the teacher probably set him off, but the whole situation was... weird. As if it had been staged or something. She processed his words from before and finally replied, "No, it's nothing like that..."

She leaned her head back to look at the ceiling. Some of the tiles were cracked from the years that they had held the weight from above. She traced them with her eyes as she spoke again, "It's just a side effect of my ability. But I'm fine now." She brought her usual personality back, and laughed a little about the whole situation. She was pretty damn lucky.

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Oriel waited in silence as she tried to form words that were stumbling more than her feet. That was when he actually started getting concerned. Maybe she really was claustrophobic and she had a panic attack or some shit like that?? Because that would be bad, especially since Oriel hadn't learned how to deal with panic attacks yet(yes he fully intended on making Noa teach him if there was anything to be taught), and if she passed out or something, then he'd be stuck carrying her to the infirmary.

Having tensed up and moved his legs to a more sideways sitting position, Oriel's shoulder's dropped when she finally spoke with a faint chuckle in her voice. And then continued to explain.

Oh. Power stuff. Ok.

Oriel had no idea what kind of power she could have that she needed to use it while in the broom closet, but he wasn't going to ask. Powers were people's own fucking business, and so long as she didn't have a dangerous one that she needed to warn him about right off, Oriel didn't care.

But he did care about side effects. "Look, it ain't my place to say, especially since you probably won't fucking listen to me anyway, but if your ability trips you out that much, why the fuck're you using it?" Oriel peered back at the door to the cabinet. "Especially while you lock yourself in a fucking closet where noone can help you." If something happened to her while she was in there and nobody knew she was there, then that could be more than dangerous.

[Georgina Speer]

She listened to him and though for a second before answering, which wasn't something she usually did, but she was pretty certain that saying the wrong words could make this conversation go downhill very quickly. "I... I was listening, honestly. But I didn't mean to do that to myself! I haven't reacted in ages like that. I really wasn't expecting it for that happen." She sighed and thought again before continuing. "Look, all it was was a stupid migraine and a bit of amnesia, and it's gone now. I guess I shouldn't track so many times in succession in the future, but I haven't used my ability outside of lessons in a while, I'd forgotten how seriously it could whiplash me."

"And, I guess locking myself in the cupboard wasn't the best idea, but it was either that or get detention and I can't be bothered with detention anyway, I've had it enough already, it's just fucking boring." She rested her arms on her knees and looked at her hands, fiddling with her own fingers. It was nice that he was concerned for her well-being, but she figured that anyone would be after seeing them stumble around and then practically have a seizure for a few minutes.

She didn't know what else to say. Thank you? He hadn't exactly helped her at all. And she didn't want to annoy him because even though he had gotten on her nerves a little, he was good company. Kinda.

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Oriel wasn't expecting her to listen or take anything of what he said seriously. Nobody did usually. After all, what did an asshole D-student like him know about safety and taking care of yourself? And as for her rambling….it wasn't that he wasn't listening, but it did sound like a bunch of excuses to him. Like she was trying to justify not being cautious. Like she was trying to make it Ok.

Reminded him of…..himself. Yeah, Oriel could rationalize his actions until doomsday just like this chick was trying to do. But Oriel did it better.

"I really hope you ain't planning on being a lawyer or nothing in the future, 'cause your arguments suck more than two-bit whore." Though Oriel had to scoff at her whining about detention. Considering he had it every day for the next 80 years(1 month but no doubt that'd increase), Oriel didn't think a couple days was anything to complain about. "It may be boring, but at least it's something to do. Dr. Sean keeps you on your toes." Especially since the psychiatrist had a habit of making the detentioneers suffer through garden-work with the groundskeeper. There were a lot of leaves to rake up now that it was well into the fall.

Ok, maybe he was being a little hard on her, but he was an inherent asshole, so what did anyone expect of him really? "Whatever, it's your own business if you want to put yourself through that kind of thing. My opinion don't mean shit, anyway."

[Georgina Speer]

She sat in a stunned silence when he replied. She was at a loss for words; not because he had offended her, (well, he kind of had, but she brushed it off anyway) but she just literally had no words.

"It may be boring, but at least it's something to do. Dr. Sean keeps you on your toes."

She shook her head and smirked a little at this comment. "Oh, it's something to do? I'll just go and find my teacher and tell him I did it then. Because my life is a boring piece of shit, obviously." The sarcasm dripped from her voice like treacle. OK, he might've not meant it in that way, but her head still wasn't straight. Though his last words confused her. "What do you mean, your opinion doesn't mean shit?" She was honestly completely muddled up by that. Did people not listen to him? Was it a lack of confidence? Or did he seriously think that his opinion was useless?

George was a very opinionated person, her beliefs and ideas shaped her very being, what she did and who she was. It might've just been an innocent comment, but the idea of someone's opinion not mattering was very foreign, it seemed almost morally wrong. "This is gonna sound so painfully cliche that I'm gonna hate myself for saying it later, but everyone's opinion matters. They build the foundations of who you are, what you like and who you like. If you don't trust in your own opinion... it's just not right." Yep, she just did a pep talk to a stranger. That's something to cross off her bucket list. Well, if he counts as a stranger. Heck, she didn't know his name, he still counted as a stranger to her.