Act One-Clubs

Jack looked around the hall of non used classrooms with clubs in them. He walked up to the Art door first.

'Art Club! Express your feelings in beautiful art, with a deeper meaning that comes to eye.
Members; Daniel "Dan" , Philip "Phil", Jessica "Jess" , Tiffany "Tiffy,Tiff" , Ashley "Asher",
Leaders; Aaron, Oakley, Ethan, Tyler'

He grabbed an envelope from the bottom, and took it to the table at the end of the hall. There were one leader from each group there, with a few people filling things out.

"Hey, Jack! You joining?" His friend Oakley asked. "Yeah."

'Full Name; Sean(Pronounced: Shawn) "Jack" William Mcloughlin
Age; Fifteen years old
Phone Number+Email; ***-******-****, [email protected]
Personality/ What will you mainly be drawing? Happy things, depressing, spine chilling,ext, and what style(s); Depressing and Spine Chilling, Anime/Chibi' He put it back in the envelope and handed it to Oakley.

"Thanks Jack! Here's the schedule. Like, What days and what time. We'll put you on the list." She put the envelope in her pocket and rushed down the hall to write Jack's name on the paper. Jack put the paper in his pocket of his sweatshirt.

He then went up to the music door.

'Music club! Write your own songs, Do covers/sing other songs, and sing duets! Don't be shy to sign up now. (Spots left; Five)
Members; Monika, Freddy, Amethyst & Ackknown (twins:Boy+Girl)
Leaders; Nathan "Nate", Melanie, Brendan, Matthew "Matt"'

He picked the envelope out of the bottom and went back to the table. It was the same, except instead of drawing related things, It was music related things. His name,Age, Phone number and email, then his favorite kind of music, which was rock, his writing style, which was simple words with deep meaning.

He also joined the Literature club, which included four girls, who were basically obsessed with him. He did the exact same as his music form, but instead of favorite kind of music, it was favorite kind of books;Manga,Novels, Comic Books, Education. He put Manga and Novels.

He turned the two in to two different people, one male and one female.

He then started on his way home. He froze infront of the door. His big brother Anti was inside,getting hit. He decided to take the backdoor, but felt bad leaving Anti. He silently snuck around his parents. He gave Anti a smile full of guilt. Anti shook her head as he got hit once again. He quickly ran up the stairs and into his and Anti's room. It was the biggest room in the house, except the kitchen and dining room that was connected and the family room.

He layed on his bed, and took his sweatshirt off. One day without getting hit. He reached in his bedside table and took out a cookie. He bit into it, and closed his eyes. He took off his glasses and put them out the bedside table. He then fell asleep.

Nightmare Land

Everything was twisted. Black and red skies, the grass was black, sidewalks and roads were red. He opened his door to his house. His boyfriend stood in the family room, shoving his dick in some guy's ass. It seemed like neither of the two could see him. Jack slapped his boyfriend's cheek, but there was no reaction. It seemed like how he caught his boyfriend cheating inside his own tree house.

End of Nightmare Land because Author-Chan doesn't have any ideas, and all of them are stupid!

Jack sat straight up. It was night, and Anti was asleep in his bed. He checked the clock. Only eleven. His parents should be asleep. He got up quietly, and went over to his closet. He got his 'Septiceyes' shirt out. It was black, with a neon green septic eye, and it was a big big around his stomach, so it just dangled. He then grabbed his black ripped jeans that hugged his legs. It was high-waisted. He always felt unsafe without high-waisted bottoms. He'd been raped before, and he doesn't want it to happen again.

He pulled his shirt over his head, and put on the shirt. He then slid his bottoms off, and pulled the jeans up as quick as possible. He buttoned and zipped them, then grabbed his hightops. They were black, with a white rubber bottom. He put those on, then grabbed his black bag with his drumsticks. He then grabbed another cookie, and put it in his mouth. He pulled out a sticky note and a pen.

"Hey, Anti. This is from Jack. I had to go somewhere. My club called, and we need to get some stuff done before morning. I'm sorry I left you. It's 11: 32PM right now. Well, I'll see you at school. See you at school!" He stuck it on the door, and took his cookie out of his mouth. He took a bite, and opened his door. He skippedthe steps and slid down the railing so the wouldn't creak.

He then snuck over to the front door. He opened the door, and the cold night air hit him instantly. He shut it, then rushed into the kitchen. He grabbed a flashlight, then opened the door. He went out, and began making his way to his workplace, "The Club". He preformed in a band called the Septiceyes. He suggested the name.

He opened the door, and rushed back stage. His band was there. The guitar players, the singer, and the guy who played the keyboard. Adrein and Grace played the guitars, Zach plays the keyboard, Alexander sings, an Jack plays the drum. They were called into stage. He quickly grabbed his mask, and took his beanie off. He put the mask over his face (Which only covered the nose and up,) and let his bright green hair fall in front of it.

"I wouldn't hold my breath if I was you, cause I'll forget but I'll never forgive you.
Don't you know, don't you know? True Friends stab you in the front."

Jack,Adrien and Gracie play, with Alexander playing a few notes in the background.

" It's funny how things work out, such a bitter irony, like a kick right to the teeth.
It fell apart right from the start, but I couldn't even see."

Jack zoned out from there, playing the music with his eyes on the paper.

"Now you know, Know you know, True Friends stab you in the front." Zach finished.

There were many drunk people shouting, but others were cheering, and saying good job. "You up for a drink, Thomas?" Alexander asked. The things is, to keep his identity hidden, he had to use a different name. "Sure. Only three. I still have to walk home." He said, following Alexander to the bar.

Three drinks later, Jack was barley drunk. He walked home, and fell onto his bed right away. The note on the door was gone, and Anti had a cookie, now in clothes. "Morning. You get any sleep?" Anti asked. Jack nodded. "Before I left, yeah." Anti sighed. "You know, Jack, I would hide those tattoos. Your not supposed to have then until your eighteen." Anti warned. Jack shrugged.

Having a tough nerd as your big brother would be the best. He could knock anyone out if they messed with you. That's how Jack felt about Anti. Jack shook his head. He was barley tipsy, and he didn't at all seem drunk.

"Here. You left your lip rings and nose rings here." He points at the rings on the bedside table. Jack grabbed them, and put them on. "First class is in two hours. You wanna start heading to school?" Anti asked, getting up and grabbing his bag. Jack nodded.

Jack barley talked, because of his extremely low vocabulary. Jack grabbed his dark green and black backpack, then headed out the door with his brother. School is hell, and he knows it.