the bad kid club

[malyss audrienne shacklebolt]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss279/legendskseeker/fk5qwnjpg.png); padding: 30px; border: #a0a0a0 solid 30px; ] TONIGHT, WE ARE YOUNG [style=text-align:justify; text-align:justify; background-color:d5d5d5; padding:8px; border: solid 2px #a0a0a0;]There are some things in life that we wish we could forget, leave behind us, act if they never happened. The day I met my best friends was also a day that I wish had never happened. Sure, now we’re closer than I’ve ever been to anyone, but it came with such a price that I can’t help but question whether or not it was worth it. It’s easier for me to show than to tell. Telling the story only drags me backward, plunging me into the things that happened. I get too caught up in all the feelings. So, I’m going to offer you my greatest secret. I’m handing you the memory of my friendship’s beginning. I’m showing you how the Bad Kid Club started out. --- The memory swirls inside the pensive, growing clearer as the seconds tick by. The image starts of a group of students sitting at a table in the Great Hall. They’re all from different houses, but have ended up at the same table. The massive hall is nearly empty. Spring Holiday has left only a handful of people left at the school. A girl with striking tangles of blond hair sits beside a girl with wild black curls. The two whisper something. Across from them is a childish looking girl with a boyish haircut. And just down the row from them is a Hufflepuff wearing some sort of wildly colorful getup. The girls have all clumped together while the boys have formed their own sort of party down a few benches. There are two Ravenclaws, a Gryffindor, and a Slytherin. The Gryffindor is very obviously a Weasley. His red hair and mismatched clothing give him away instantly. He sits beside one of the Ravenclaws who has insanely long hair. He’s very punky in style. The other two are brothers and sit side-by-side in completely silence. The blond initiates things. It’s in her best interest to lead. ”This is just stupidly depressing. I mean, we’re stuck here, studying our arses off for courses while our families are all home having fun or out partying.” The blond girl tells her Gryffindor friend. ”It’s not so bad though. I mean look, the weather’s finally clearing. We could plan something fun.” Malyss, the Gryffindor, tells her. ”We could have our own secret party!” Harper, the blond, blurts out, coming to the realization and feeling the excitement build rapidly, out of nowhere. This is is rare moment when she can call the shots. ”We certainly can’t have a party without guests, silly.” Malyss informs her. ”That’s true. I’ve got this though.” Harper tells her. She leans over on the bench and addresses the Hufflepuff girl. ”We’re throwing a little thing tonight… It’s going to be in Hogsmeade. Meet us at the front gates at sunset?” She asks her, brows raised and smiles wicked. ”Seriously? A party? Yeah. I’m in.” The Hufflepuff says with a grin. It’s not hard to get people on board with something when everyone’s bored to death at school. Harper winks at the girl and then addresses the two brothers. She’s had her eye on the Ravenclaw for a while now and thinks she can get a few kisses out of him tonight. ”You two in? Party. Front gates. Sunset.” She tells them in a hushed voice, trying to avoid the other boys hearing. She’s not quiet enough though because the two others are giving her a thumbs up, thinking they’ve just been invited. Instead of scoffing them off, Harper lets them enjoy the moment. What’s a party without a few losers to make fun of, right? That’s when Malyss eyes Celestina Warbeck. The Warbeck girl is probably afraid to ask Harper if she can come too. Harper has always been rude to Celestina. Malyss has her heart in the right place though. ”What about you? Would you like to join us?” Mal asks. The girl offers a shy kind of smile and nods. --- The group of them stand in a clump beside the gate. Everyone has arrived except Malyss and Harper’s mind is spinning with ideas to make the night more interesting. She spots Mal tottering forward, her arms full of supplies of some sort. Harper snorts out a laugh and grabs some of the things Mal is carrying. Then, she turns her full attention on their band of misfits. ”Tonight, we have rules. What happens at the party never happened. We don’t discuss it, we don’t hang out in the corridors when Holiday is over, we pretend it never happened. Next rules is that if you bail, you’re on your own. We’re not pulling drunken midnight search parties because someone decided to be grumpy.” Harper glares at Celestina pointedly when she says this. ”Lastly, we use code names. Animals, preferably. This way, we won’t get too attached. I’ll be Raven.” Harper offers, a small smile perched on her lips. ”Oh, I love code names!” Malyss proclaims to the group. ”I’ll be Phoenix!” ”I’m gonna be Dragon.” The Ravenclaw brother tells them with a seductive little smile, as if this is supposed to say something about his personality other than that he’s an ass. ”I’ll be Unicorn.” The Hufflepuff tells them playfully. ”Can I be Dragon the Second? No, too corny? Fine then. Ferret. For my hair.” The Weasley shrugs. ”This is so lame. If I have to be an animal though, I guess I’ll be wolf.” The other Ravenclaw rolls his eyes, scoffing at the entire concept of faking their names. ”I’m not doing this. You can all just call me Random Guy.” The Slytherin tells them, glaring. ”You have to pick a name. It’s a rule.” Raven sticks her tongue out at him. ”Fine. I’ll be… Squid. Like the giant squid. I hope you all have nightmares.” He spits the words at them. ”And what about you?” Phoenix asks Celestina. ”Thestral.” Celestina murmurs so only Phoenix can hear. ”It’s settled then.” Raven tells everyone as she leads them off into the night. --- The wind howls, rapping against the window panes. The warehouse is empty, aside from those partying there. Raven’s parents own it and haven’t put it into use in a while. The group have spent most of their night dancing, drinking, smoking, and downing potions that Phoenix somehow managed to score and bring along. Unicorn too had brought a few magical herbs of her own to make the night a bit more entertaining. Now though, the fun begins to die down. Everyone’s lazing about on the used couches or bar stools. There’s a long, sprawling counter where Thestral lies, flat on her back, gazing up at the highly raised ceiling. No one wants to get up and go back to the school, but everyone is too tired to do much else but sleep. A long, echoing creak sounds through the warehouse and watches their attention. It startles the group out of their aimless staring and mindless chitchat. Three little girls have come through the door into the warehouse, looking pale as ghosts and mortified. Because of the position of the warehouse break room and the entrance, the group can just barely see the children, and the children haven’t even noticed them yet. The little girls are cowering in fear. Raven puts a finger to her lips, signaling everyone to remain silent. The door swings open once more, letting in a fresh gust of wind. In comes a cloaked figure wearing a mask. He wastes no time casting his green light not once but three times. The entire group, ducks down, hiding away, horrified they’ll be found and murdered as well. The figure doesn’t see them though, doesn’t hear their shallow breaths catch in their throat as he lets a moment of silence linger after killing innocent children. And then, he flees into the night, not noticing a thing gone wrong. The group doesn’t move for some time. Everyone is afraid that he might come back. Finally, Phoenix stands up, moves solemnly toward the three bodies, and pushes their horrified open eyelids down. Tears stream down her own cheeks as she does so. Wolf comes up behind her and reaches out to take her hand, but chickens out at the last second. Thestral looks as if she might never speak again. Unicorn has her arm linked through Raven’s and the two of them look as pale as the children did when they first entered. They’ve witnessed something awful. There’s no erasing it. --- Since that moment, we’ve all carried the secret around with us. It bonded us to each other because we felt both scarred and thankful to have others to share it with at the same time. Having friends helps the burden seem less difficult to carry. We’ve come a long way since that night. Instead of stupid animal nicknames, we call each other our real names. We became the Bad Kid Club because we all have a common interest, fun. Malyss still keeps the new clipping about the little girls tucked away in her trunk. She pulls it out every now and then and we discuss what happened, trying to deal with it better. We bicker over whether we should go to the authorities and tell them what happened or not. It was only a few weeks ago and we can’t come to an agreement over what we should do. It’s too hard of a choice for any one of us to come to terms with morally. --- Non-negotiable face claims. Picture shipping at it's most extreme. we are wild, we are free. ((some icons)) [/style] LET'S SET THE WORLD ON FIRE HARPER JANE SELWYN (RAVEN) [style=background-image:url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx40/tippykazoo/effyeahmarauderderps/Wuvlie/5.gif); width: 150px; height: 250px; float: left; margin-right:8px;] raven is the ring-leader of this little group. she's bossy, snobby, goofy, and sarcastic. she adores being in charge of everyone. freya mavor taken [/style] 15-YEAR-OLD SLYTHERIN MALYSS AUDRIENNE SHACKLEBOLT (PHOENIX) [style=background-image:url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx40/tippykazoo/effyeahmarauderderps/Wuvlie/8.gif); width: 150px; height: 250px; float: left; margin-right:8px;] phoenix is upbeat, optimistic, and always has something nice to say. she makes friends with nearly everyone she meets. jessica sula taken [/style] 15-YEAR-OLD GRYFFINDOR CELESTINA -- WARBECK (THESTRAL) [style=background-image:url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx40/tippykazoo/effyeahmarauderderps/Wuvlie/3.gif); width: 150px; height: 250px; float: left; margin-right:8px;] thestral is musically talented, bright, anti-social, and shy at times. she's made fun of quite a bit, but is finding herself slowly. traumatic childhood would definitely be a good touch, but it's up to the player. dakota blue richards taken [/style] 15-YEAR-OLD SLYTHERIN --- -- ACKERLY (UNICORN) [style=background-image:url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx40/tippykazoo/effyeahmarauderderps/Wuvlie/4.gif); width: 150px; height: 250px; float: left; margin-right:8px;] unicorn is eccentric, wild, outgoing, and ready to take risks. she is highly susceptible to peer pressure and has a lot of body image issues. laya lewis open [/style] 15-YEAR-OLD HUFFLEPUFF --- -- WEASLEY (FERRET) [style=background-image:url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx40/tippykazoo/effyeahmarauderderps/Wuvlie/2.gif); width: 150px; height: 250px; float: left; margin-right:8px;] ferret is wacky, original, offbeat, perverted, and odd. he's a bit strange even within the confines of just being a weasley. will merrick open [/style] 15-YEAR-OLD GRYFFINDOR --- -- ABERCOMBIE (WOLF) [style=background-image:url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx40/tippykazoo/effyeahmarauderderps/Wuvlie/6.gif); width: 150px; height: 250px; float: left; margin-right:8px;] total rocker personality. he's pretentious, intelligent, deep thinking, and easily annoyed. he will later fall in love with malyss. he's best friends with ferret and has been since first year. they've got a total bromance going. alexander arnold open [/style] 15-YEAR-OLD RAVENCLAW --- -- BRODERICK (DRAGON) [style=background-image:url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx40/tippykazoo/effyeahmarauderderps/Wuvlie/7.gif); width: 150px; height: 250px; float: left; margin-right:8px;] draaagggooonnnn is hyper athletic, total jock, total future wannabe frat boy, follower, easily confused, not the brightest ravenclaw to exist. ravenclaw was his father's house so, he felt obligated to want to be in it. it doesn't suit him. sean teale open [/style] 15-YEAR-OLD RAVENCLAW --- -- BRODERICK (SQUID) [style=background-image:url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx40/tippykazoo/effyeahmarauderderps/Wuvlie/1.gif); width: 150px; height: 250px; float: left; margin-right:8px;] squid is a bit of a jerk. he doesn't like to participate in anything. he thinks he's too cool for everyone. he also harbors a masssssive crush on thestral. who knows if it shall ever be returned though? sebastian de souza open [/style] 16-YEAR-OLD SLYTHERIN

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