~Boarding School~

::REJECTS::

Okay, we had nowhere to put these little random clips that Jon and/or I came up with. We

wanted to use them somewhere, but they didn’t come into the story anywhere, but we still

though they were funny, so…yeah, here are a buncha rejects. Oh, yeah, and the next

chapter? It got deleted. It was mere sentences from being finished, too. So, basically, it’ll

be awhile before the next chapter. And I know nobody reads this story, but still. Someone

will. Somewhere. (Anyone?)

(A few sidenotes on characters: Amy’s a complete and utter tomboy, except the long hair,

Tamara’s cynical and quiet but still sarcastic and funny n shtuff, Jon is INSANE or just

extremely hyper and outgoing and happy a lot, and Lauren is, well, uh … Lauren. She

hates skirts. How’s that? ^_^;; )

*ahem* On with the rejects!

(little voice in head: ‘rejects’ is such a harsh word…;.; )

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Jon: Won’t the readers be pissed because we spent a bit of time doing this instead of the

actual story?

Lauren: Nobody reads it anyways. Besides, this’ll keep ‘em amused until I stop slacking

and work on the next chapter!

Jon: *scowls* STOP BEING SUCH A SLACKER!!

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*ahem* aaaaaaaaanyways, on with the rejects.

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Lauren: Hey Jon, you know that one –

Jon: NO I WILL NOT HAVE SEX WITH YOU!!

Lauren: …*blinks* Well then FINE! *flounces off*

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*on the plane*

*people are looking at Jon like he's a terrorist*

Jon: *rolls eyes* Yeah! That's right! I shoved a sharp object up my ass to kill you all

with later... and it hurt too! *is dragged off to the room where they do cavity searches*

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Lauren: I need to take a walk… *walks out of the house and walks down the Pueblo

streets*

*Vanessa Carlton's ‘A Thousand Miles’ starts to play in the back ground*

*Ballerinas in pink, blue, and gold start dancing all around the streets in Spanish and

Russian dances*

*Goats randomly appear everywhere and sway in time with the music*

*People start dancing to an unheard rap song, because even if there was a rap song,

Vanessa Carlton’s music was covering it up*

*at the end of the song:*

Lauren: _ Okay, WHERE THE HELL is that music coming from!?

Vanessa Carlton: oh... sorry... *walks away and everything disperses back to normal*

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Tamara: Jon... I...

Jon: ...?

Tamara: I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART AND I CAN'T LIVE ANOTHER DAY

WITH OUT YOU!!!!

Jon: o.o;;; uh...

Tamara: *forcefully kisses Jon*

Tamara’s brain: Oh, I’m so happy!!

Jon’s brain: Did I leave the stove on…?

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Amy: Holy schietze…AUGH! GAH REFUMÜGH BLÉH GAHST!

Lauren: You know German?!

Amy: ………………………….Sure! ^_^

*Note: That was not actual German. We were just making fun of it.

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Lauren: HOLY CRAP LOOK AT WHAT YOU JUST DID!!!! My GOD, man!!! Are you

inSANE!?

Jon: Yes!

Lauren: Oh. Okay then.

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Lauren: CHILD! I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU IN LIKE A YEAR! HOW ARE YOU!?

Jon: I CANNOT BELIVE YOU GOT A 20 SOMETHING ON A MATH TEST! BAD!

DO YOU KNOW WHAT A GRADE THAT LOW CAN DO TO YOUR GPA?!

Lauren: JEEEEEEZ, LEAVE ME ALONE! *flounces off*

~

(*taken from an actual conversation*)

Jon:*all thru this convo, Jon is singing along with The Real Folk Blues... only in

English*

Jon: The real foooooolk blues, I only wanna know

Lauren: what my bra size is…

Jon: what true sadness really is

Lauren: Why wouldya wanna do that? Freak.

Jon: someone cry for me with parched eyes

Lauren: hmm … parched eyes must hurt… ooo! Eyedrops!

Jon: living in muddy water isn't such a bad life

Lauren: Yes it is. You can get a disease. I don't know how, but you can.

Jon: If it ends.... after the first tiiiiiime!

Lauren: what type of first time? O.o;;

Tamara: Okay, you two are done.

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(Here’s a time when I bugged the hell out of him when he was singing. Hehe.)

Jon: *is singing a song, but I forget which one…prolly a Cowboy Bebop one* Whenever

sang songs

on the stage on my own

whenever said my words

wishing they would be heard

I saw you smiling at me

was it real or just my fantasy?

you'd always be there in the corner... of this tiny little bar

Lauren: A bar? But we're not old enough to drink! Unless we go to ANY OTHER

COUNTRY IN THE WORLD! That usually never stops us though…

Jon: SHUT UP CHILD!

Lauren: oo;; *is silent*

Jon: my last night here for you

same old song

just once more

my last night here with you?

maybe yes... maybe no...

I kinda liked your way

Lauren: I'M A VIRGIN, LEAVE ME ALONE! *huddles in corner*

Jon: how you shyly placed your eyes on me

Lauren: A’ight I'll be quiet.

Jon: did you ever know that I had miiiiiine on you?

darling so there you are

with that look on your face

as if you’re never hurt

as if you're never down

shall I be the one for you

to pinch you so softly

but sure

Lauren: Aaaaaah!

Jon: if frown is shown then (*scowls at Lauren*)

Lauren: *shuts up*

Jon: I will know that you are no dreeaaaaaaaaamer!

Lauren: ;_; But...dreamers are cool....*whines*

Jon: so let me come to you

Lauren: *smacks* I WILL NOT BE MOLESTED!

Jon: close as I wanna be...

close enough for me

Lauren: *ponders* WAIT! That doesn't make sense, the dreamer part!

Jon: to feel your heart beating fast

Lauren: The "er" makes it as a person *ponders more*

Jon: they say there are some whispers

Lauren: Oooo, whispers!!

Jon: how I love your peaceful eyes on me

did you ever know

Lauren: *whisper whisper whisper*

Jon: that I had miiiiine on you?

darling so share with me

your love if you have enough

the tears if you're holding back

a pain if that’s what it is

how can I let you know

I'm more than a dress and a voice?

Lauren: I don't know, how CAN you let this person know? And wait wait wait, YOU'RE

A DRESS!?!?

Jon: just reach me out and you will know that you are not dreaming

darling so there you are

with that look on your face

as if you're never hurt

as if you're never down

shall I be the one for you

Lauren: (*has no more witty remarks*)

Jon: to pinch you so softly but sure

if frown is shown then I will know that you are no dreaaaaaaaamer!

Lauren: *still pondering about the dreamers thing* NO SENSE AT ALL!

AAAAAAAAAAH!

Jon: ok, I'm done now… and so are you…

Lauren: ‘Kay.

~

*Jon, Tamara, Amy, and Lauren are all going over their homework*

Jon: Lessee…Vocab…map…worksheet…essay, second draft…two more

worksheets…rough draft of other essay…Yeah, I can start tonight.

Tamara: Bio worksheet, entire book to read by tomorrow, map to draw, four Algebra

assignments I decided to put off until later…

Amy: Vocab…math stuff…journal entries for History…more math stuff…and to finish

the book…

Lauren: Let’s seeeee…Book…and…THAT’S ALL! NYAAAAH! :P

J,T,A: *glare murderously*

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Lauren: Why are we here again?

Jon: Internship day remember?

Lauren: oh... yeah... *mumbles* what a bore, we come to a big company for internship

day... whoo... watching stocks go up and down... great fun.

Jon: *shrugs* at least it's not school

*American business man enters elevator they're in. He has nice cologne on.*

Jon: *evil grin* *sniffs mans armpit and looks up at him* helloooooo......

Man: O.O; *steps closer to Lauren*

Lauren: *evil grin* *sniffs mans armpit and looks up at him* helloooooo....

*elevator reaches next level and man runs out*

Man: AAAAAAH! DIRTY MEXICANS!

Jon: WHAT?! *goes to chase after him, but door closes and Jon crashes into it*

Jon: ooo la la... les colours... *passes out*

Lauren: *looks dazed* But... I don't even LOOK Mexican...

((That one will probably be repeated in a later chapter, sorry ^_^;; ))

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Tamara: HOYL SHIT!

Lauren: Hoyl?

Tamara: Yes. Hoyl.

Lauren: ………….Wh—

Tamara: Question it and I shall rip your heart out.

Lauren: *meekly submits*

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Lauren: Jon…

Jon: Yes?

Lauren: Today was my math test…

Jon: …..and?

Lauren: I got an 11…

Jon: Out of 15?

Lauren: ……………..out of 100…………..

Jon: ……………………………………………………….. *eye twitches*

Lauren: *cringes*

Jon: HOW CAN YOU GET SUCH A SHITTY GRADE!? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA

WHAT THE HELL YOU’RE DOING TO YOURSELF!?!? YOU’RE KILLING

YOURSELF! YOUR FUTURE! HOW THE HELL CAN YOU DO SO BAD ON A

MATH TEST!? HOW!? __HOW!?!?__

Lauren: *flees in terror from Jon, who is still ranting*

~

Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, Jon has a song he'd like to sing for you.

Jon: I FLYYYYYYYYY! INTO A AN OPEN BLUUUUUUE SKKYYY! I FEEL SO

FREE NOTHING BUT A BREEZE... but... then... I... crash... and... DIEEEEEEEEEEE!

Thank you! *bows*

*applause*

~

Lauren: *sings with the song “Once Upon a December” in that one Anastasia movie*

Dancing bears, painted wings

Things I almost remember…

Things my heart used to know

Once upon a December…

Tamara: What the hell is this, an elaborate version of why the hell your memory is so bad?

Lauren: _

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Lauren: Hey Amy, guess what?

Amy: What?

Lauren: ……………………I HAVE A PICTURE OF YOU IN A PINK TUTU!

Amy: O_O SHIT HOW’D YOU GET THAT!

Lauren: *laughs maniacally and posts picture everywhere on the Internet*

Amy:

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

OOOO! ;_;

~

*in the airport, right before they leave England*

Jon: *singing* All my bags are packed I'm a ready to go... I'm standing here outside your

door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye...

Amy: But the dawn is breaking it's early morn... the taxi's waiting he's blowin his horn...

already I'm so lonesome I could die.

Lauren: So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me... hold me like you'll

never let me go...

Tamara: Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane don't know when I'll be back again... Oh Babe I

hate to go...

Headmistress: There's so many times I've let you down, so many times I've played around

but I'll tell you now they don't mean a thing

Lavender: Every place I go I think of you every song I sing I sing for you... when I come

back I'll wear your wedding ring

Guy whom Lauren Picked on: SO kiss me and smile for me... tell me that you'll wait for

me... hold me like you'll never let me go...

Whole Airport: CAUSE I'M LEAVING ON A JET PLANE! DON'T KNOW WHEN

I'LL BE BACK AGAIN! OH BABE.... I HATE TO GO!

Jon, Amy, Tamara, Lauren, Sydney, Headmistress, Guy whom Lauren picked on: Now

the time has come to leave you, one more time oh let me kiss you... and close your eyes

and I'll be on my way... dream about the days to come when I won't have to be alone...

about the times that I won't have to say

Whole Airport: OH KISS ME AND SMILE FOR ME! TELL ME THAT YOU'LL

WAIT FOR ME, HOLD ME LIKE YOU'LL NEVER LET ME GO. CAUSE I'M

LEAVING ON A JET PLANE DON'T KNOW WHEN I'LL BE BACK AGAIN... OH

BABE I HATE TO GO.... BUT I'M LEAVING ON A JET PLANE DON'T KNOW

WHEN I'LL BE BACK AGAIN, OH BABE... I HATE TO GO! I'M LEAVING ON A

JET PLANE! LEAVING ON A JET PLANE! LEAVING ON A JET PLANE!

LEAVING ON A JET PLANE! LEAVING ON A JET PLANE! LEAVING ON A JET

PLANE! LEAVING ON A JET PLANE! LEAVING ON A JET PLANE! LEAVING

ON A JET PLANE! *song ends*

Everyone: o.o;

Headmistress: Well... that was odd…

Lauren: Yeah, Jon has the ability to do that...

Jon: *grins stupidly*

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Lauren: *ponders* Jon?

Jon: Yes Lauren?

Lauren: Do you ever…

Jon: Picture you naked? Yes, all the time.

Lauren: No, I was wondering if you ever question your life…like…Where am I going in

life? What’s waiting for me, ya know?

Jon: ……Uh…what provoked such an insightful question?

Lauren: When I realized that I’m going to live through my next Algebra class, and not be

horribly murdered by my teacher’s expectations…

Jon: Ah, the amazing philosophical questions that can come out from pure

procrastination … High school is beautiful.

Both: *bow heads in silent respect*

((Yeah…I’m kinda sugar-high right now…))

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Jon's Biggest Dream: To become the next Alanis Morissette! Or... to die in an

explosion...

Lauren’s Biggest Dream: To live through her next Algebra class! Or maybe become an

author.

Amy’s Biggest Dream: BECOME A DRUMMER IN A PUNK ROCK BAND HELL

YES! … Yeah.

Tamara’s Biggest Dream: *disclosed due to graphical content*

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Well, I know it wasn’t a new chapter, but it was somewhat entertaining, right? I know the

last two weren’t very funny, but I had to dish out SOMEthing else. (Come to think of it,

not much of this is funny, but what the hell.) Just to let you know, the next chapter should

be up within a month or so, and if it’s not, you can send rabid sea bass after me to gnaw

my little toes off, okay!?

Have fun! ^_^