The girls simply laughed and went back to their notes.
"Send the signal... there's open game about...." the snowy haired goth told one of her friends. The second goth nodded and tugged on her black and white stockings. A punk noticed and clinked a chain on her jacket in a pattern. Meanwhile, a jock smacked her palms together, signaling a cheerleader to shine a light in her make-up compact. A bimbo with her compact and a nerd with her glasses did the same thing. An agriculture student tipped her hat three times, a rocker looking girl stuck up her hand in a rock on gesture, a snappily dressed girl straighted her tie, and so on as the news spread.
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The four walked through the halls in eerie caution... where was everyone? It was lunch time for crying out loud!
'Oh well, more grub for me!' Nat thought as she sat down with her brown lunch sack.
Before she could take a bite, a thundering noise boomed through the halls, a student stampede. The groups were rushing as fast as they could go, eager to take some new members under their wing.
"What's going on out there?" the turtle neck girl asked.
Her answer was a bunch of students bursting through the doors heading straight for them.
"What the....?!" Nat shouted as she dropped her sandwich.
"Back off, creepy! The new girls are ours!" yelled a cheerleader.
"The darkness will grow!" the goth hissed back.
"Things are getting nuts around here." the Chef girl muttered.
The crowd charged like animals until that vital moment....