Anne Bonny's Story

The morning hit the grand windows of the School of Saint Kleios’ academy. Students roll out of their bedrooms in their dorms some more reluctantly than others. To regular outsiders they look like regular high schoolers, to the well informed they know the truth.

They are clones.

Every student roaming these halls are clones of some historical figure, infamous and famous alike, the good and the bad and the in between.

The music halls are filled with songs their originals wrote. Books are being written that people once thought the authors wouldn’t be able to write again. New theories are coming out by scientists. Some clones do not yet know their place. Others know it to well.
The clones are well provided for with exquisite food to suit their taste from vegan, to vegetarian, and everything else. There is even a small salon where they can go to get a shave and a haircut or new hair style.
But there rumors going around about a few non clones, that for the first time since the academy were created, would be allowed in. Fear and excitement mix with the ramble, some happy, some mad, and others unsure.

Though all know one thing.

This year will most certainly be different than the others.

She was standing on the crows nest, the salt air blowing through her red hair. Anne looked at the galleon below her, at the people scurrying on the deck, they looked so small, like ants. Her green eyes fell on the blue waves of the sea, tipped with white foam and she let out a hearty laugh, turning her head sky ward. She was home! A seagull flew next to her, opened its beak and...BZZZZZZZZZTTT!!

Anne Bonny shoot out of bed with a jolt, cursing the foul noise rather loudly. She was furious! She had been HOME! On the sea at last, one with the sea even! She let out a frustrated sob, tears welling in her eyes for a moment before she chucked the alarm clock out the window. Anne quickly showered, brushed her teeth and got dressed before walking out of her room and slamming her door shut. She only turned around to lock it, before she stormed down the hallaway. She heard some non clones would be coming to the school, it didn't really bother her. She just hoped they wouldn't bother her to much. She didn't mind if they judged her on her originals past, she was rather proud of her past, she had been a feared pirate, one of the few female pirates.

But how was she going to live up to her originals name with no captain to guide her, no friend to be with her, no ship to be on. She wasn't even allowed outside the school! She slammed her fist against the wall in anger, she had woken up in a bad mood after that teasing dream. Why did she have to have that dream again! It always promised her things that would never happen. She didn't notice the other students around her, she just kept walking, shoving people aside when need be. Most of them stepped out of her way, the could tell Anne was in a bad mood, and when she was in a bad mood she had a tendency to get into fights with others. Recently she had punched out the two front teeth of another classmate who had insulted her, much like her original had at one point. The poor classmate had to go to the dentist to get a bridge for her missing teeth. But that was awhile back, and had sent a bit of a message to not mess with Anne...but it also meant that Anne didn't have many friends. She had no Calico for her Bonny, no Mary for her Anne...

Anne was thinking all of these things, she didn't notice the person in front of her, one of the students hadn't got the message to move out of the way it seemed. And she didn't see them until she slammed into them.

Sweeney walked down the hallway as he saw a familiar sight, though it would seem odd in any other school, it was of course Harry in a strait jacket. It seemed he was talking to Antonio; he only smiled as he walked closer, a few people moving out of his way while others stopped their whispering. He was used to it though it still slightly bothered him. He reached the two with a grin, “Harry, Antonio! How are you two?” he asked them good naturedly. He glanced at Harrys’ hair, “…Harry you need a haircut.” He commented as he crossed his arms. He looked around for Marge, “Probably already in cooking class…” he muttered to himself. He saw as a girl walked up to them, he did not recognize her, which meant she was new… and possibly a non-clone. “Hello Miss. Oh Harry? He usually is in this, drives the teachers batty.” He remarked with a smile. He felt someone charge into him as he stumbled forward grabbing onto Antonio so as not to fall down, "Sorry about that." he remarked as he turned around to see Anne. "Anne...you really must watch where you are going... and your hair is a mess!" he remarked as he offered her his hand.

Charity listened to the boy carefully and nodded, blushing. Oh come on.. I'm probably the only person who didn't know that! Charity mentally punched herself across the face when a girl with red hair bumped into Sweeney.

"Anne...you really must watch where you are going... and your hair is a mess!" Well, that's a nice thing to say to a girl... Charity cleared her throat. "I... I guess I haven't properly introduced myself... I'm Charity Chase. A uh, non-clone." Charity said that last part a little quieter and with a blush on her face because she thought they would make a big deal of it.

Antonio looked up at both the girl and his dear Mr. Tod. He purred as he had to catch Sweeney. The other male was absolutely adorable. He helped the other back up and peered around him. "Hello there, Ms. Bonny." He turned to the girl again, a Ms. Chase and bowed.

"Please to meet you. I'm Antonio Vivaldi. This lovely barber here is Sweeney Tod." He gently took the latter's hand and grinned, flashing her a wink. "Now, shall we head to class? I believe it's almost time to start." He reluctantly released the hand in his and inclined his head towards the class door.

Charity felt a little awkward when the boy in the straight jacket asked her if she could scratch his nose and she felt even more awkward when he was making a bunch of weird faces at her which caused her to laugh a little. She ended up scratching his nose anyways, just wanting to help. Charity turned her head to look at the barber telling the girl she needed a haircut when she heard her name from Harry once more.

"Hiya Charity!" Charity turned her head to face the boy again. "I'm Harry Houdini, nice to meet you. If there is ever any trouble feel free to ask me. Or if you are desperate ask one of these fine gentlemen here." Charity smiled. "Thank you! And I really wouldn't want to be a burden..." She turned to the boy with glasses, as he was speaking to her.

"Please to meet you. I'm Antonio Vivaldi. This lovely barber here is Sweeney Tod." Charity waved lightly at Sweeney. Charity blushed a bit when Antonio took her hand and blushed even more when he winked. "Now, shall we head to class? I believe it's almost time to start." She let her hand slide down back to her side and nodded.

"W-Well, uh.. Okay." Charity let out a little smile and started walking towards the classroom, hoping Antonio would follow. I cant believe that just happened! No boy has ever held my hand before... I'll have to read up on Antonio. He seems like such a kind, charming person. Charity was blushing again just thinking about what had happened.

"Hey Anne!? What is the first class?" asked Harry feelig much better now that the itch had been vanquished by Charity. "I hope it is PE. I here we will be starting swimming. I was looking for an additional challenge to my daring escape"

Harry watched as Antonio worked his own 'magic' on the girl. She looked smitten already and Harry chuckled as he felt his something give in the suit and his focus went to the cause. It was somewhere around his left shoulder.

Harry followed as he tried to remember if he actually shared the same class with these people but his mind jumped from class to his straight jacket and back again.