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Sherry Villewski

"My whole life is pretty much uncharted...."

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a character in “Who Dares Wins?”, as played by MegaKooala12

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Name: Sherry Kathryn Vilewski
Nickname: none in particular, but her brother calls her cherry.
Age:14 (freshman)
Gender:Female
Sexual Orientation:Straight

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Appearance: Sherry came from a private school where they had to wear uniforms, so she's more of a 'i really don't care what i look like' type of girl. She's not really used to getting to express her style.
Although she has a great fashion sense, she's not considered the best dressed out of everyone in the class. Sherry has long blonde hair, (which she always keeps in two high pigtails, her trademark hairstyle) noticeable light brown eyes, and pale skin. She's skinny and curvy in all the right places, but she's just a tad bit shorter than average. Sherry always carries a small camera somewhere. Occasionally, Sherry will wear either something giraffe related (as giraffes are her favorite animals) or she'll be wearing some sort of hat, as she has a collection.


Personality: Sherry is best described as "a jack of all trades, but a master at none". Sherry is talented in multiple areas, but she is not a 'master' at anything. For example, Sherry is pretty athletic and she'll be the first to admit that she loves to run, but when it comes to the meets, Sherry will be either in the middle of the pack or just a tad bit higher. That being said, Sherry is a diligent student, a talented musician/singer (she plays piano and ukelele), a theater kid, a skateborder, and a good friend. Sherry also likes to acquire many other talents like juggling and saying the alphabet backwards. She's great at giving advice, but she constantly needs advice herself. She's also known for being determined and competitive. When she sets her mind to something, she will most likely have success. When it comes to her love life, Sherry will usually have a crush on someone for a while, but she will never tell them she likes them. Most of the time, she crushes on boys she never even talks to. Sherry has made some guy friends in the past, but theyve always looked to her as a friend, and they claim they would never date her because she is just like a sister. Sometimes, Sherry wonders if she's only good for cheering people up. She is pretty emotional, but she's become better at keeping her feelings a secret. (She was sort of a crybaby in elementary school)
There is one thing that Sherry's been keeping to herself and her friends for a while. Although people recommend she get a career in music or acting, as she is good at both, Sherry wants to get a career in either photography or film. She feels that she can truly express herself through the two.
Last but not least, Sherry can be a little bit of a nerd sometimes. She'll often times go on and on about a book or a tv show that people know nothing about. Then she facepalms, as she knows that she has confused her friends.

Likes...
-giraffes
-photography and filming
-her grandmother and brother
-popcorn and ice cream
-rainy days
-calm music that makes her relax
-writing
-playing with her hair (and putting it between her nose and mouth as if it were a moustache)
-iced coffee (not hot coffee, ICED coffee)
-the country and the city
-plays and theatre
-video games
-tv

Dislikes
-math
-thinking too much about the past
-when people call her rich
-when she is not included
-discrimination

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Background:
Sherry and her younger brother, Dylan, seemed to have a normal childhood. There were always kids to play with outside, and the sky was always blue. The only rule they couldn't break was that they couldn't stray too far from home. Of course, they were never aware of the tensions going on back at the house. Gabby and Matthew Vilewski were always fighting. About everything.
Going out with friends, never being home, messing with drug dealers, getting arrested for the fourth time, everything. As the kids started to understand, they became afraid. Sherry remembers hearing her mother's screams at night, and then waking up in the morning to find her mother with a black eye. "It was just an accident in the kitchen" she would tell Sherry.

Eventually, the kids' grandmother decided to let the two stay at her house while the couple figured themselves out. A week later, Mr. and Mrs. Vilewski were found dead on their kitchen floor. Both were found with bullet wounds.

Sherry and her brother now had to live a different lifestyle. The dozens of skyscrapers changed to hills and fields, and the sunny days changed to cloudy. Their grandmother did a good job at raising the kids, and soon enough, Sherry and Dylan no longer were afraid of the past. Of course, the past would always be with them, but they learned to tolerate it. Their grandmother was rich, and the two siblings were often spoiled with many treats and goodies. They were always grateful, as they never received such things from their own parents.

Time flew. Plays were performed, parties were thrown, sports, meetings, and of course, studying. Sherry ended up graduating in the top 10% of her elementary school class, and she received a letter from the president. After graduation, Sherry, Dylan and their grandmother moved to the area of Harlow. There, Sherry chose to attend Harlow High.

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So begins...

Sherry Villewski's Story

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It was a normal day in Harlow Highschool, except for the fact that all of Sherry's close friends were gone for the day. It was one of the days that the chess club would be out of school to compete in some fancy tournament. It was a well known fact that nobody joined the chess club to actually play chess, but you did it to have a day off. Sherry's friends had urged her to join, but she refused, saying that she didn't want to miss any schoolwork. Sherry was probably the best procrastinator in the world, and joining the chess club would only give her a greater chance of styaing up till 12 at night.

Besides, now that her friends were gone for the day, Sherry enjoyed being the smartest girl in the class. Nobody seemed to raise their hand in biology except for her, so every two seconds Sherry would be answering another question. Right before Sherry could open her mouth to answer a question on cell structure, Nicki Coal walked through the door.

"Sorry we're late." she said, walking to the back of the room to sit at one of the two availabe seats. Sherry didn't know Nicki all too well, but she considered her okay. She had gotten some great shots of her at lunch, but that was all.

Sherry also noticed the other two classmates that had appeared. The boy with the blue hair was Jamie Higgens, a queit boy, and the other was Alyssa Novak, who seemed to be a really random and rebellious girl. There was another student who walked in. It was a new kid with messy hair, tan skin, and golden eyes. Sherry had a feeling he was related to Devin Amilio.

There was one thing that Sherry particularly liked about this kid, and that was his hair. It was green, Sherry's second favorite color. She knew she would have to get a picture of it later. Sherry was doing a challenge in which she would take a picture of something every day for two months. She had gotten a picture of Jamie Higgens with his blue hair and matching blue eyes, and now she would get a picture of this guy with his green hair.

Sherry looked around the classroom. There was only one seat available, and a small chance that this boy would get it. The teacher would probably assign him a new seat or something. Sherry was sitting in the middle of the class, so there would be a small chance that this kid would sit next to her. She got a rubber band out of her pencil case, stretched it out, and started to write.

Hey new kid! the name's Sherry :) Just wanted to know if it's okay to get your picture during lunch.
it's for yearbook club.


The last part was an obvious lie. Sherry used the yearbook club excuse for whenever someone caught her pointing her camera at them. She had gotten in trouble with the seniors one time, and after using the yearbook club excuse, they left her alone.

Sherry let go of the rubber band, and it snapped back into it's normal shape. Once the kid got a seat somewhere, she would use her rubber band archery skills to shoot it over to his desk. Sherry hoped that he knew to stretch the rubber band, as that was the only way to read the message.

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"I hope we weren't much trouble...I hate to be a bother.....but your going to be alright though, aren't you? as she said you too." The hand that had been on the back of his neck found itself being dug back in the pocket of his jacket. There was no denying that because of his actions that he was going to get shit from the older students, but that wasn't really a problem to him. He had made his own choices, so he would suffer the consequences, it was better than being another bystander. "It's fine, they would have came after me soon or later." Pierce shrugged, that was true, it was never long before some senior decided to try and outwit him somehow to gain popularity by 'defeating Pierce Hayes'.

On the other hand, he doubted that Renee herself would've target him so quickly if he had just stayed out of it. "Are they really allowed to do all this stuff?" The group started walking towards the biology room, forming somewhat of a protective pack. This school was starting to seem too much like the African savanna to him. "No, but the teachers don't notice, or care for that matter." He told the boy that had an interesting shade of green for his hair, which he now knew was named Sven. An unique name for a unique boy. "Besides, they can't really do anything about it." As soon as both parties became involved you didn't want the adults to notice, lest everyone gets punished because of the behavior.

Once inside the classroom Pierce walked over to the man teaching the class, who sent the student an exasperated look. They weren't really on bad terms, but Pierce had given the man a bit of trouble the year he was in the class; he used to be quite the smart ass, and at times he still was. The junior retrieved the video and didn't waste time sticking around, soon making his way out of the classroom. Though before he left he sent the younger students he had met a lazy wave. This could either be described as a good thing, given his reputation around the school, or a bad thing, like a parent embarrassing you in front of all your classmates. Pierce however didn't really care which way it was taken as he didn't stop to think about it.

The boy closed the door behind them, leaving the class to resume their studies, and continued to go on his way down the hallways. They were probably going to be excused for being late, seeing as freshmen, not to mention new kids, got lost quite easily. Plus, the man that was teaching the class, Mr.Gordon, would probably assume that it was Pierce's fault that they were late in the first place. Holding the video, he headed towards his own class room. If he was lucky, the chemistry teacher wouldn't be so angry with him.

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Jamie scurried to the back of the room and sat in an empty seat in the very last row. He hated the front... He felt like it was too much attention. Yuk. He looked up at Pierce as he just stood there. When he gave a small wave, it made Jamie smile a bit. He waved in reply, hoping that maybe theyd see eachother again. Hopefully... Jamie liked him. He was nice enough. An interesting character he was. When yhe kid left, Jamie sighed and turned his attention to the teacher, who was clearly not happy with the groupnof kids walking in late.

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"It's fine, they would have came after me soon or later", was Pierce's reply, as he wondered if he would of been better of if he had not intervened, though it seemed it made no difference. Pierce was not even a freshman, couldn't be, especially since he had a responsibility to get the food stamps for a teacher, and no freshman would do that when they are just starting and are occupied with making sure their work is done, and that they make the right first impression, which so far for him, he wished he could change.

Then again, it seemed the whole affair that takes place was something that occurred all the time, and could not change whatever they did, "No, but the teachers don't notice, or care for that matter.....Besides, they can't really do anything about it". It was true, and if they were those like Johnson who seemed to enjoy it, if teachers were involved and they were punished, then it'll just make it worse, wouldn't it? Sven sighed, seems all he had to do was just do what was expected of him and do his best, yet it still didn't seem yet. Then again, if he could show these seniors whose boss like what Pierce was doing, which annoyed Johnson, then maybe they'd leave him alone. Besides, it was only their first year...maybe next year would be smoother. Though that's probably what Pierce thought aswell.

At least, they had now reached biology as they said bye to Alyssa, as Nicki apologised on their behalf, "Sorry we're late" as she moved to the back in one of the two empty desks there, followed by Jamie to no doubt take the remaining empty desk at the back, which left him alone once Pierce had left. With all eyes on him, he turned slightly so his eyes were on the lecturer whose eyes looked back, "You must be...Sven Amilio, I presume? You can take Ruby's seat since she's not in today. We'll get you fixed up, but you'll need to make sure you do the work to catch up. Understood?", before returning to his lecture notes, to begin again once Sven sat down.

Sven eyes closed as soon as he said "Amilio", but to confirm what he said, he nodded. Now the link between those who knew Devin, and him, would be established. It was the last thing he wanted, and now like many brothers, they'd be compared with by their elder sibling. For him, Devin wasn't one that worked, and then the professor remarked about catching up on work. He was not Devin! Nevertheless, he took the seat of the desk he had pointed out at, collapsing onto the chair and pulling his bag down before grabbing his stuff.

Out the corner of his eyes, he saw something flash, before a laggy-band was in his sights. With his books and papaer and pens on the desk, he then picked up the laggy band, glanced above him and around him with the odd smile there and then to be friendly. The question was, what was the laggy band for, except for holding stuff, so he decided to assume it was a gift, stretching it and placing around his books, though when he did so, he noticed some ink. Curious, he brought the books near him to read, while his right hand wrote the date on his paper and begun writing the work in note form, before using his fingers on his left hand to widen a bit more, where he saw a note.

The message read, "Hey new kid! the name's Sherry :) Just wanted to know if it's okay to get your picture during lunch. It's for yearbook club". Though he didn't mind having a photoshoot, he was still worried about lunch itself. The question was, who was Sherry? so to remedy that, he simply laid both hands on the table with thumbs up incase whoever Sherry was, was watching him, before he returned to his original sitting posture after a few seconds had passed to return to work, seeing that he now had Devin's bad working example to override.....

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So he was an Amilio. Sherry had heard of his brother, Devin, and the stories that came along with Devin's name, but she could tell that Sven was a whole lot nicer and more practical. She just knew it.

She shot the rubber band across the classroom when the teacher had his back turned, and watched as it landed perfectly on Sven's desk. She bit her lip as she watched the boy figure out how to crack the code. Sven gave a thumbs up after reading the message, and Sherry silently giggled to herself. At least she wouldn't have to sit alone during lunch.

The rest of the class seemed to go by in a blur. The bell finally rang, and everyone started to rush out of the classroom. Sherry being the naturally disorganized person that she was took a little bit more time. Once she was all packed, she headed over to Sven's desk.

She tapped on his shoulder and put on a cheerful smile as she said, "Sven right? I would shake your hand, but i'm holding all these books." She started to talk more quickly, as she didn't want to be late for her next class. "I'm the one who sent you the rubber band message. Glad you figured it out! We can meet by the entrace to the cafeteria and then we'll get the yearbook photo taken care of and stuff, if that's okay with you."
Sherry started to walk towards the doorway of the classroom. "It was nice meeting you! welcome to Harlow!" she said right before she exited. She speedwalked towards the english classroom, making sure to keep her head down so the seniors wouldn't notice her as much.

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After Biology finished, which seemed to drag longer than expected, probably due to the fact that he spent a longer time in the lecture hall compared to outside where he had been confronted with all the seniors. It wasn't that Biology was a lesson that dragged, but being the new kid, being related to Devin, having all eyes stare at you, trying to buckle down, it all added up in the end. At the end of class, he heard all books being slammed shut and a whole commotion erupted in the packing, before one-by-one, his fellow classmates all dashed off to their next class. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't leave so quick as Mr Gordon cornered him to give him the catch up, and still having the "expecting what was to come" look. There was Devin earlier telling him not to mess things up for him, when he was messing up things for him. It annoyed him, yet he didn't show it, keeping his cool.

As he packed things away, he felt a tap on his shoulder, as he then turned around, seeing a young blonde female whose hair was in two ponytails with a wide and cheery smile splashed over her face. Was it that this girl was being polite, or maybe too polite, or too excited. Then again, he was like a new discovery now, and how excited scientists get when they discover something new. Not that Sven was something new, it was probably his hair as usual, always his hair, or something to do with Devin. With her smile, it couldn't be anything to do with Devin which was a good job, as long as word didn't spread around the school that he and Devin were related, or Devin would go ape at him if he done anything wrong.

"Sven right? I would shake your hand, but i'm holding all these books...I'm the one who sent you the rubber band message. Glad you figured it out! We can meet by the entrance to the cafeteria and then we'll get the yearbook photo taken care of and stuff, if that's okay with you". Gosh, the girl really did speak fast. Sven blinked a few times to get adjusted to the speed while watching her lips to get what she was saying. Without thinking, Sven simply nodded quickly too, before she then left his side and towards the door before turning back around, "It was nice meeting you! welcome to Harlow!". Sven blinked again before raising his hand to wave, "Thanks".

It was all he could say since the girl left, leaving Sven to rub the back of his head to get the gist of what had just happened, and then realised that he'd just accepted meeting her at lunch. Wasn't that the time that those seniors were supposed to be onto him. Swinging his bag over his shoulder, he then mingled in with the other freshman, and then, taking the girls' approach, rushed to the next class, hoping he was going the right way, and whenever he saw seniors spot him, he'd enter the nearest classroom and ask for directions. By the time he was back out, the ghost was clear and he was off again.

He hoped that time would go slowly as it had in his first lesson, but unfortunately for him, the lunchbell sounded, and it was time to go outside. He wasn't sure where Nicki would be since girls had their own PE lessons from the boys, so he told Jamie where he'd be and to meet them after he got the yearbook photo sorted, which Jamie told him that he had one too, before heading to the front of the cafeteria, looking around for Sherry, and hoping and praying he wouldn't be preyed upon while he was alone...

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English class went amazing for Sherry (as she was considered the teacher's pet) and PE went even better, as Sherry got good grades on her quiz. Although, nothing exited Sherry more than getting to meet Sven during lunch.

She quickly put everything into her locker, grabbed her small Canon digital camera, and quickly walked to the front of the cafeteria, making sure to stay on the sides of the hallway so the seniors wouldn't see her.

Sure enough, the green haired boy was there, looking around the room.

"Heyyyyy, glad ya made it!" she said, turning her red camera on. She tapped it, waiting for it to turn to the normal screen.
Once it got set up, Sherry slowly pointed it at Sven, and backed up from him so she could get his whole face in the shot. She quickly fiddled with the buttons, setting it into focus. There was something telling her that she needed to tell Sven that she wasn't in yearbook club, but she figured he would find out soon enough.

"Alrighty, here we go." she said, and pressed the button on the top of the camera. She looked at the picture afterwards, and smiled as she saw that it came out just as she wanted it to.
"It's perfect!" she said, a natural grin appearing on her face. She put the camera away in her blazer pocket, and grabbed her lunch money from the other pocket.
"How's first day treating ya?" she asked Sven. "I'm assuming you've figured out the whole game thing already. Has your brother explained it to you?"

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With everything that had happened earlier, Sven was a little on-edge than what he normally would be. It was lunchtime, which meant he had to watch out for seniors. When it was class time, he was alright as he was with people his own edge and could use his lost tactic, but he couldn't use such a tactic now. He was now a target, standing still, and clearly seen with a peach shirt and green hair. He mightswell just have a target painted on him with how bright and vulnerable he was.

Sven debated whether to stay put and wait for her, or move and be less conspiculous. It was then that he heard her approach, "Heyyyyy, glad ya made it!", turning to face her, thankful she didn't speak at 30 miles per hour as she had before, as a red camera revealed itself, "Alrighty, here we go", as Sven smiled with his hand behind his head, still wondering why. Afterall, wasn't it a bit early to take pictures for the yearbook, then again, there was always the before and after thing that they might be doing. He must of took a good photo, as she grinned, "It's perfect!". Well, least that's one person happy today.

"How's first day treating ya? I'm assuming you've figured out the whole game thing already. Has your brother explained it to you?". There it was again, his brother, as he sighed, before responding, "So far, I guess it's going alright, though I still think the whole game thing is wrong. Already had seniors come to me, Johnson she was called and a guy named Richard, came first thing, and as for my brother, he don't tell me anything except not to mess things up, so....yeah....", he smiled.

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"So far, I guess it's going alright, though I still think the whole game thing is wrong. Already had seniors come to me, Johnson she was called and a guy named Richard, came first thing, and as for my brother, he don't tell me anything except not to mess things up, so....yeah...." Sven said. Although it was wrong, Sherry was happy she didn't have an older brother.
"Oh" she said. Sherry's tone of voice seemed more real, as if she was being more down to earth and less bubbly. "yeah. you have to watch out for them. I think it's wrong too...i mean, kids have taken it way too far. Just be careful, and don't let them get the best of you. Though then again, if somebody offered me a really easy dare, i'd probably do it" she said, joking. Of course, that would never be the case, but then again, Sherry wondered if it was possible.
"Alright, well, i gotta eat lunch. If you need any help or anything, just ask me. Also, if you need a place to sit or something, you can come by me. I'm gonna be alone today....freaking chess club...." Sherry started to walk away. "Thanks again. I'll see you later" she said, heading over to where the lunch was served. She bought her lunch, and then headed over to an empty spot in the cafeteria. She sat, hoping that none of the upperclassmen would corner her. Of course, that was not the case, and she could see some kids eyeing her up. They didn't come near her, but Sherry had a feeling they would. She quickly started to make game plans in her head if they did. It's hard being by yourself in the cafeteria. You become an easier target.

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"Hey." The upperclassmen didn't break their promises, and they wouldn't back out from their challenges. A tanned skin boy with dreads had spotted Sven and Nicki, and took his time with approaching them. Richard was without Johnson this time, but he didn't need her to complete his task, and she would stay in the background until the game heated up. He walked up to the green haired freshmen, holding an air of confidence and hostility around him.

His face was sharp, well defined. With thin, arched eyebrows and narrow eyes he truly looked like some kind of predator, as if the wrong move would cause him to snap and attack. "You two didn't think you were getting out of this, were you?" A smirk crossed his face as he wrapped an arm around the the two freshman's shoulders. "Walk with me kid, talk with me. Richard pulled the two along, but didn't properly looking at them, acting as if he was a speck of dust rather than another human being.

This wasn't the end of it, oh no, there were big plans for today. A senior with long blonde hair took a seat across from none other than Sherry Villewski. Julia McClair wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but she was brutal, and the grin on her face backed that up. "Hello hello, chess girl." She giggled, as if that was the funniest burn in the world. "Oh," She leaned forward, frowning. "You look so lonely! Why, let me keep you company, it's the least I can do, as your elder!" The young woman giggled and sent her a wink, her legs crossing under the table.

"I want to play a game, Sher." Her arm traveled across the table, gently resting on the younger girl's forearm. "I can call you Sher, right? Anyways," Her grip suddenly tightened. For such a skinny lady, most wouldn't guess that she had such a strong hand. Her head tilted to the side, swaying much like a snake, though there wasn't much going on in that head of hers. "Won't you play with me?" Julia's voice was sickeningly sweet, almost whiny and pleading, but once she got the chance she would snap the trap shut - the freshmen would be entangled in her barbaric game in one fatal movement.

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From across the cafeteria, Sherry could see an upperclassmen gripping unto Nicki Coal's and Sven Amilio's shoulders. It was a trap. However, before Sherry could rush out of her seat to help them, a girl with long blonde hair sat in front of her.

It was Julia McClair, another upperclassmen. A malicious grin was across her face as she spoke to Sherry. Julia definitely was an example of a dumb blonde, (as she had just called Sherry 'chess girl' when she wasn't even in chess club) however, many people underestimated her for her slim physique, as she was very strong.

She asked Sherry to play a game. Before Sherry could slip away from the table, the girl grabbed her forearm and tightened her grip. Julia's grip felt stronger than chains, and Sherry knew she had to act fast, or else she would be a goner. She considered using a judo technique to move her hand away, but realized Julia could easily turn the tables, as the girl was obviously much stronger than Sherry. She started to panic inside her head. She knew she would have an easy time making an escape, as she was a runner. The only thing she needed to figure out was how to get Julia's damn hand off of her arm.

Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.

"Alright, Julia, I'll play the game with you!" Sherry said with a cheerful smile as she leaned towards Julia. Then, with a quick jerk back and a surprised look on her face, Sherry exclaimed, "OH I ALMOST FORGOT!!! I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU ALL DAY!" Sherry quickly pulled out her red camera from her pocket. She felt her palms become clammy. If there was any time she needed to use her acting abilities, now was the time. "I need to get a headshot of you for yearbook. There's a couple of people on the list that i need photos of, and you're one of them. Can we get the photo first and then play the game? It'll only take a sec. It's the least you can do as my elder, right?" Sherry said, giggling at the last couple of words. She was using Julia's words against her. Without giving her time to respond, Sherry continued. "Alright, so i'm gonna back up a little so i can get you in the shot." Sherry leaned closer to Julia, "You MIGHT wanna fix your hair....just a little advice" Sherry said as if Julia's hair was a disaster. She hoped one of these excuses would make Julia let go. Once she did, Sherry knew exactly what to do.

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"Oh..yeah. you have to watch out for them. I think it's wrong too...i mean, kids have taken it way too far. Just be careful, and don't let them get the best of you. Though then again, if somebody offered me a really easy dare, i'd probably do it", was Sherry's consolance, which was nice. He wasn't the only one that thought it wrong, and least she had offered more help than his brother. All Devin had said was advice that wasn't really advice. Don't mess up he says, don't make me look bad he says, don't let people know I'm your brother he says. Devin really aggravated in sometimes, and already he was getting to him, since he was the one messing it for him.

When he first spoke with her, he wondered what strange girl she was since she poke at 30 miles per hour, but without the rush to class, she seemed very kind and very friendly. He didn't understand why the older ones did it, but from what Pierce had said earlier, the teachers don't interfere even if they know. All they had to hope was that from his year and Pierce's year, this thing can stop, but from the sounds of it, how Nicki's sisters spoke of this dare thing, it seemed to of been happening for a long time, and then those who were once targetted preys on others. For Sven, it was wrong, but it made him wonder how the seniors now were back when they were freshman. Maybe he'd be open about it and ask one.

"Alright, thanks!", he answered with a smile and a wave as Sherry left to get her lunch before Nicki approached, "Hey Sven!", which made his smile widen as he approached her, "Hiya Nicki! All go well?", seeing as last lesson they were divided. It seemed there was no sign of Jamie. He only hoped he was alright, since so far, they had done well. All he had to do now was have lunch, sit down, relax. Something that would have to wait, as he felt an arm round him, "You two didn't think you were getting out of this, were you?...Walk with me kid, talk with me".

It seemed it was just him rather than the other girl. At least it was only one, and maybe once they were out and he got on their nerves, maybe he and Nicki can show him something called respect. However, something bugged him into doing it, which was the fact that he rarely thought, being more of the friendly and open type, rather than bold, brash and feisty like other lads. If only he had some muscle and was strong like his brother...maybe that's why he was picked on more than the other freshman males, or the fact he was new, or that he had his wonderful green hair which resulted in being more of a curse than a joy. What joy!

"I don't know the rules sorry", he heard Nicki say. Sven looked to her and saw how red she was, so Sven thought about what Sherry said, to not let them get the best of him. "Getting out of it? Wouldn't dream of it, but couldn't you let us go a little? let us chill, and tell us about this game you spoke of, cos I don't get it, and we can't exactly run away with you beside us, and besides, I don't see why we should, seeing as your the coolest guy I've met so far". Will it work? Will it work? he kept asking himself, as he applied what people saw as his weakness, as his strength, so at least they would both be able to breathe, and Nicki would be ok.

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Julia winced, covering her ears childishly when Sherry shouted. The girl frowned, listening to what she said, and her expression started to brighten, if ever so smugly. It faltered though, when Sherry, insinuated that her hair was a mess. Her hand reached upwards and patted it down, before running her fingers through it. That wasn't enough though, not for her, and the vain girl soon stood from her seat.

"I need to freshen up then." She paused, studying Sherry for a moment, and then spoke again. "I'll be right back, don't try anything funny, okay?" A smile crossed her lips once again and she leaned closer. "If you try and run away, you'll make me angry. And if you make me angry, your life will turn so terrible that you'll try killing yourself." She stood back up straight, away from Sherry, her expression pondering. "Like that boy last year...what was his name..Ben?" Her hands folded in front of her. "Before he tried to kill himself, he made me very, very angry. So be good." Julia giggled and took a few steps back. "Be right back." Her final tone was nearly sing-song, and she soon walked out of the cafeteria, and towards the washroom to fix her appearance.

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Richard sighed and rolled his eyes, making his hold on the two freshmen tighter. "You two talk to much. The boy smirked and turned a corner, an empty hallway, except for a small group of seniors standing there, waiting for them. "I'm going to enjoy making the two of you shut up." He grinned and pushed them forward, forcing them to move closer to the group, who was eying them with excitement, like they were barely able to contain themselves and wait any longer.

A girl walked up to them first, her hair short, but her body long. "Look at what we have here!" She smiled and poked Nicki on the side, before grabbing onto her cheeks. "I think I like this one. What should I make you do, honey?" Her voice was motherly, but it was clear that she didn't want anything else to do but make their lives a living hell. Richard only pushed her away, before facing the two again. The mystery girl pouted and crossed her arms, but made no attempt to defy him, and it was soon made clear that he was their ringleader.

"Okay, listen up. Our game is simple. We give you a dare, if you don't complete it, you're given a humiliation." He leaned forward, his eyes narrowed. "And you don't have to agree to anything, it's do, or don't. The consequence is out of your control, don't think you can avoid it." Richard stuffed his hands into his pockets, smiling now. "If you refuse our dares, something even worse than a humiliation will be given to you. Your locker will be marked with red, and the whole school will know to target you. And they will." He looked over to a boy, who was bulky, clearing a man that played a sport. "Oliver, Karen, tell them what happened to you when you refused the dares of seniors."

The boy looked over to the freshmen, his eyes cold, stoney. Despite all of them facing the same treatment they were only dishing it out again, it was an endless cycle. "The first day I was jumped, they took my wallet, my phone, and I had two broken ribs." He said, and a bookish looking girl spoke up next. "They pelted me with rotten eggs for a week straight." She glared. "That wasn't the end of it." The boy nodded. "The school won't stop until you either crack, or accept the dare. That's how things work around here."

Richard chuckled and faced Sven and Nicki once more. "So you do have a choice, I guess. But it's either that until you leave our school, or play our game." The others nodded, and he went on. "Though, if you do well, you'll be rewarded. Popularity, the more you win, the more we'll recognize you. Eventually you'll be left alone, and you'll be a big dog. Fail, and you'll be at the bottom for the rest of your time here. It doesn't matter to us where you come from, or who you are, what you do. Only winners get respect around here." His hand reached over and ruffled Sven's hair. "So if you think about it, we're actually being generous. Most schools won't give unfortunate people a chance." His hand lowered, and he looked at them, now as excited as the rest of them.

"So, are you ready to play our game?"

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Sherry breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that her plan worked. However, it came with a consequence. Julia had threatened to make Sherry's life pure hell if she fled from the cafeteria. When she thought about the game, Sherry realized that it would be better to play the game and lose then retreat. After all, the worst thing that could happen would be sinking to the bottom of the food chain. If that meant no more seniors constantly preying upon Sherry, she was more than glad to accept her fate. After all, Sherry's friends were at chess club. They didn't have to know ANYTHING

Thinking about what Julia would pick as a dare, Sherry decided to look over at what Nicki and Sven were doing. Maybe their dares would be the same, and Sherry would have an edge against Julia. Then again, Sherry could also see what the "mastermind" senior kids came up with for dares. Julia's dare would be like a test, and Sven and Nicki would be like a study guide. As she watched from a distance, she hoped her classmates' dares wouldn't be too wicked.

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Julia returned to the cafeteria with a smile on her face, a bounce in her steps. Her make-up was reapplied, her mascara elongating her eyelashes, the smoky effect of her eyeshadow and eyeliner being reintroduced and there was a warm red color added to her lips. The girl's blonde hair had been fixed, brushed and sprayed to hold it in place, a large butterfly hair clip that matched the blue of eyes being placed at the left side. The senior radiated confidence, in the most shallowest of forms. There was no doubt that she was beautiful, but the way she held herself, her posture and approach was without the grace of a dainty princess. She walked back towards Sherry like a commander of an army, controlled with hostility bubbling underneath.

"I'm ready for my picture now." Her voice was light, sing-song and pleased. This time Julia didn't sit, and remained standing, idly fixing her low cut spaghetti strap dress and loose gray cardigan. She hummed, tilting her head to her side as she studied Sherry. "You're not so bad, sweetheart." The young woman smiled, placing her hands together. "I think I'll go easy on you! How about you TP the vice principles house. She's such a bitch. Come on, you should thank me, that will be fun!" She giggled. "Well, it's not like you can say no, they'll come after you if you do. Just have it done by Monday, okay? Now, lets get a move on, our break won't last forever."

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Richard broke into a grin, an expression that could easily be seen as sadistic. "Very good, I'm glad to hear that." The others looked just as pleased, if not more so. He crossed his arms and looked over to the two underclassmen, thinking of what dares they should be blessed with first thing. His gaze met Nicki, a thought soon coming to mind, and his hands moved to be buried in his pockets. "You." He smiled and took a few steps closer towards her.

"You're a bold one, aren't you?" He chuckled before going on. "I would like to see you prove that, show us that you're not all talk." The other seniors seemed to agree, some making comments and others nodding, but they all watched with the same excitement in their eyes. "We're running low on cigarettes, so why don't you get us some." He held up his hand, sticking up three fingers. "Three packs. I don't care how you get it, but I expect it to be done by let's say..." He glanced at the group, some sending him shoats of 'in two days', 'by the end of the week' and even 'tomorrow'. Richard chuckled and nodded, facing Nicki once again. "You heard them, tomorrow. I dare you, so don't mess up."

His focus switched over to the boy, Sven, studying him for a moment before giving him his own sentence. "You know, Hayes has been really irritating me lately." He yawned and stretched, walking over. "You kind of irritate me too." By now his smile was gone, and there was tension hanging in the air. "I want you to try and become 'friends' with him. Kind of like our own little spy, figure out what's going on in that head of his." The peanut gallery laughed and he waved a hand in the air to shush them. "And then I want you to tell me all about him. Don't worry, your brother will give me your phone number." He smiled at the end of the sentence, expecting that him mentioning Sven's sibling would bother him. "I dare you. This starts now. For the next few weeks, you'll be my little dog. And if we're lucky, we'll see Pierce oh so heartbroken when he finds out his little freshmen pal betrayed him." Richard took a few paces backwards, wearing the same wicked expression. "It really is perfect that he already 'saved' you fish earlier, he won't suspect a thing." The man's eyes narrowed. "You cannot tell him a thing about this dare, nothing at all, or else they'll be..sever consequences. Trust me, we will know if you did."

Richard grinned again, and the others made comments of approval. "So you two understand, right?" His grin faltered into a smirk. "Then hurry up and beat it, get out of my sight until you have done what I had asked."

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616 Point of Woods Ave. This was it.....

The young girl dressed in an all black attire approached her victim's residence. The pavement glistened through the downpour. The mansion of a house belonged to the vice principal of Harlow High. Although it was long past the end of the school day, there were no cars parked in the driveway. To the girl, this meant that she was able to carry out her work. She tightened her grip on the rolls of toilet paper she carried. Through the rain, they were starting to get wet and soggy.

"Sorry Mrs. Lynch, but by decree of your royal highness Julia McClair, you shall be punished for your wrongdoings, or in your highness's own words, 'being a bitch'."
Sighing, Sherry started tossing toilet paper rolls all around her; on the lawn, the roof, in the trees, however she could. She had never TP'd someones house before. She never even imagined TP'ing someones house, but that was the game for you. It could make you do unimaginable things. Things you'd never want to do. Before coming to the vice principal's house, she had considered all her options to try and escape the game. In the end, however, Sherry's ideas all led to her downfall. She never really cared about being an outcast in school, but the thought of the seniors fracturing her skull as punishment made her cringe. She thought she might as well do it, as long as she got revenge on her offender.

Sherry pulled out a red bottle of spray paint and wrote 'Julia McClair' on the principal's front porch. When she was finished and satisfied with her contained destruction, she walked back to her house, her golden blonde hair shining through her black hoodie. She laughed, knowing that her little fun at the vice principal's house would have no effect on her. Who was willing to believe that Sherry Vilewski, one of the brightest and conciensious students in the school had done vandalism? It was much easier to believe that a dumb senior whore had done something like that. Sherry imagined Julia in the Vice Principal's office trying to explain herself. In a teacher's eyes it would be almost impossible to believe that Julia was innocent. Sherry got rid of her evidence and threw the toilet paper tubes and spray paint bottle down a sewer vent. She smirked to herself. She was ready for the next round of the game.

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He hadn't expected for Sven to place his hand upon his chest, and even less so, didn't foresee electricity spiraling away from those fingertips, traveling underneath his skin. The touch was broken too fast, and it was replaced with cold water as it was taken from his shirt, touching his flesh again. Pierce winced for a second but did nothing more, already used to the chill that had taken over his body, the numbness leaving him. "It's alright." The young man smiled, trying to reassure the younger that it was no big deal. Mentally though, he berated himself, mentally poked fun at what he felt at just a simple touch. Perhaps it was the drop in temperature, or maybe he needed to just get laid.

The boy grabbed dry clothes and shut the trunk, allowing himself to be pulled along towards the house. As they walked grass sunk under their footfalls, pooling water around his already damp shoes, mud clinging to them. Pierce glanced down to his feet, shook his head when he realized that he would need to clean them later. It wasn't a real bother, it would just cut into time that could be spent doing something else, something more important. He stopped thinking about it when Sven started to talk again. The words that reached his ears seemed almost foreign, like a surreal dream. Here he was, just meeting Sven today and the boy was already taking care of him, warming him up and feeding him.

An oddly strange feeling settled in front of him and he looked into Sven's eyes, noticed his sincere smile, and smiled back. It wasn't a bad feeling though, yet it did make him feel slightly out of place, having been used to being so independent, never needing anyone else - not really. His attention was broken, scattered, as soon as they entered the house, and again his was impressed. Pierce eyed the place up and down, taking in the interior and making mental notes not to break anything, he would not want to be on bad terms with Sven's parents. The last thing he needed was for the boy's parents to forbid them from hanging out, then they'd have to go all Romeo and Juliet, preferably without the wedding or the suicide.

"Okay, thanks a lot." Pierce nodded and reached over, messed up Sven's wet hair before leaning down to slip off his shoes. With them off and he walked forward, barefoot, leaving his socks behind and headed up the stairs. The boy glanced back and smirked, unable to help himself. "You should take care of yourself too. Does your shower fit two people?" He joked, admittedly going a bit further in his playful flirting than usual. "I'll leave my wet clothes by the door then, thanks again." Pierce grinned and faced forward ahead, headed up the rest of the stairs and turned down the hall, soon entered the bathroom. Again he scanned the room with raised eyebrows, a bit thrown off by how nice it was but was able to relax himself soon enough and he walked over and turned on the shower, stepped awhile while he waited for it to heat up.

How much of his flirting was a joke anyways? The boy with hair like raven feathers began taking off his clothes, pealing off the wet material and throwing them over to the side. It was true that with anyone he took a liking to he would say such things, regardless of gender or how well he knew them, but this time he had been solely looking for a reaction. Sven was interesting, something new to discover and map out, and he wanted to know exactly what kind of person the young boy was. He pressed his lips together in thought, looked at his reflection in the mirror, traced the red color that had taken up residence under his eyes. The boy could be good for him though, already he was feeling a lot more carefree, happy, and with a smile he stepped into the hot shower.

This was the stark opposite of the rain, it warmed his body but created pains in his fingertips where he had became too cold. His eyebrows furrowed as the agony attacked him and he exhaled, waiting for his nerves to become used to the heat. In attempt to distract himself his lips parted, and he began to sing quietly. "When the days are cold, and the cards all fold, and the saints we see, are all made of gold." Pierce smiled, ran his hands through his hair to replace ice with a fire, and his eyelids dropped as water collected on his eyelashes. "When your dreams all fail, and the ones we hail, are the worst of all, and the blood's run stale." He sung the song at a slower pace, elongating notes and taking deep breaths in between each, treating the song as if it was something precious, something to be protected and preserved.

His fingers wrapped around a bottle of shampoo and he applied a small amount to his scalp, working quickly as he always did, more of a habit than anything. "I want to hide the truth, I want to shelter you, but with the beast inside there's nowhere we can hide. No matter what we breed we still are made of greed. This is my kingdom come, this is my kingdom come." He ended the last words in a whisper, rinsed the accumulation of bubbles out of his hair and let them fall down the drain, disappear like his troubles. A moment later he began rubbing soap on his skin, ridding himself of the rain, the sweat, and the dirt. No matter what his scars stayed, so he kept his eyes closed.

"When you feel my heat, look into my eyes. It's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide." This time he sang louder, not at the top of his lungs, and not like he was singing during a performance. That was a rarity in itself, as he only took care of the backup vocals. His voice wasn't perfect, his pitch was good but he was often too quiet, sometimes even raspy. However, he liked it that way, because when he sang it was more special. Like now, when he was happy. "Don't get too close, it's dark inside. It's where my demons hide. It's where my demons hide." Pierce let the last note continue on, singing it until he had to break it to take a breath, cut off by the water turning off. He squeezed the water out of his hair and stepped out of the shower, reaching for a towel. Glancing at the clock he nodded, satisfied. Six minutes, a bit longer than usual, but he doubted Sven would mind.

After drying himself he quickly threw on dry clothes, a gray T-shirt that read 'The Black Keys' in blue and red block writing. Boxers, straight cut jeans that were starting to fade, clean socks and a red zip up jacket followed and he looked into the mirror again. Now his face had returned to its normal color, though his eyes still appeared bloodshot, if just a bit. He really needed to do something about his poor sleeping habits. Stifling a yawn he ran his fingers through hair, still wet but not uncomfortably so. The boy turned to hang up the towel and soon exited the bathroom, smelling better and less like cigarettes, and no longer cold. Silently he wondered where Sven must be, and with a guess, he headed back down stairs to where he assumed the kitchen would be in search of the green haired boy.

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To : Sherry Villewsky
From : Julia McClair

You little BITCH. You think you're tough? You're going to pay for this, just you wait. NOBODY messes with me so prepare to get yours, darling!!

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