OMG FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL

Amy smirked. She felt it her duty to make all the new kids feel as worthless and pathetic as possible.

Pop stepped forward. She ripped off her own leg, ate it, and it grew back. She bowed and stepped down.

Amy glaced at L-Fang, then drew a big X on a notepad.

((Kiwi.))

Next up was . . . Dawn.

Piper Halliwell was sitting. The main character of Kiwi's BG teachers had to judge her.

Piper looked at her sheet. "Dawn. What can you do?"

Dawn looked ready to faint. "Um, I can, er, transport to alternate universes and dimensions."

Suddenly, Piper and Dawn weren't in the gym. They were in a forest, and a bunch of people were bowing down to a huge statue of a pineapple.

Suddenly, they were back in the gym. "And, I'm a witch," Dawn said nervously.

Piper wrote it down, and then nodded at Dawn. Dawn exited.

Amy chuckled, trying to intimidate everyone.

Next was Brian. A brown haired boy with leopard ears stepped forward. L-Fang pondered where she had seen him before, when she realized his face looked the same as Tyler's-- besides the way it looked like Tyler was wearing eye makeup when he really wasn't.

She guessed they were twins, besides how Brian had brown hair and leopard ears... and totally different personalities.

"Right... so what can you do?" Said L-Fang.

Brian looked confident, but not in the same way. Tyler was downright perky, while Brian just didn't look nervous. Brian held out his hand, and a small flame appeared in it. It disappeared, and he turned into a leopard. He began to roar, but you could only see his teeth for half a second, then they were engulfed by flames as he breathed fire. He then turned back and walked away. L-Fang wrote it down.

Piper looked at her list. "Tony Fiyero?" She called.

The bad boy walked up, all the black denim gleaming. He seemed to have done something with his cloak, because he wasn't wearing it.

He smirked. He looked pretty confident too, and pretty unintimidated. He quickly turned into a snake, then turned back into a boy.

"My teeth are venemous," Tony said, "and my blood and my spit, when I want, is like acid. Also, I'm extremely flexible, I can see in the dark, my blood - if you get over the part that it burns your flesh - is extremely cold." He took out a pocket knife, cut open his palm, and he started bleeding.

It looked like normal blood. But he rubbed it on a random soda can, for testing, and the blood burned up the aluminum.

As he spoke, his tongue flickered in and out of his teeth. It was forked.

Piper wrote down, and Tony left the center of the room.

Next L-Fang called forward a girl with long black hair. She was small-looking. She was very skinny and short, though her hair fell past her shoulderblades. She had two black wings folded against her back.

Her eyes were pure black-- as seen on the bus.

"Sierra?" Said L-Fang. "What can you do?"

The girl stood there for a moment, thinking about what she could do.

Sierra walked over to one of the cages, pulling out a rat and setting it on top of a table. She walked back over to where she was standing before-- which was around fifteen feet away. Her wing stretched from her back to the table with the rat on it, the tip of Sierra's wing curled around it, cradling it ever so gently. As soft as if she was picking up a child.

But her demonstration was an attack, if anything. Her wing pulled back towards herself with such a fierceness that it was hard to tell if the rat had died from a heart attack, or when Sierra's nails turned into long black talons and pierced the rat's skin. The rat let out a screetch as it's life was taken from it. She threw it to the side, turning to her future teachers.

"I'm half raven... more like half bird in general, but I'm mostly raven." She said. "Not to be mistaken with a crow."

She turned into a raven then, and fluttered back to her seat, not before dropping a note on the teacher's table that read that she wasn't completley sure these were all her powers.

Once back to her seat she turned back into a human. L-Fang scribbled on her paper with fancy handwriting.

Up next . . . was Venna. She didn't look confident - she looked positively cheerful.

Piper raised her eyebrows. She knew Venna - the girl didn't know how to knock. Piper walked down the steps of her manor house twice a week to find Venna eating cereal in HER kitchen.

"Venna. Your powers."

Venna smiled cheesily, then teleported to the other side of the room and back.

"Plus I heal sort a fast, and I'm kinda strong. Also, I can grant wishes, and I can go to my demon form." She quickly turned into her demon form, and some freshman girls screamed in shock. "Very rude!" Venna called.

(("PULL!" All Bee's BGs yelled as they gave a tug at the rope.
On the other end of the rope was Bee, it was tied to her feet as the BGs pulled.
The thing that kept the BGs from moving Bee was that Bee's hands were glued to her laptop.

"NOOO! I HAVE TO FINISH THIS GAME OF KEYQUEST! I HAVE TO GET THIS HAMTARO AUCTION! I HAVE TO SEE THESE WARRIORS SPOILERS!!!"

Dick walked over, holding a smoothie. He sighed, then grabbed the rope with his free hand and pulled once.

With that, Bee flew across the room and into the wall, making all the other BGs fall backwards.

"To OOB!" Said Dick, raising his smoothie.

"TO OOB!" Everyone else agreed, grabbing Bee and running to the site.))

Selena stepped forward, (I think that was her name XD) holding a plush black cat in her arms. The cat was scruffy, with a purple collar that had long curving spikes in it. One paw was white, and it had bluish-green button eyes. A kitty frown was stitched on it's face, and the whole plush was obviously hand-sewn. (Cookies for Kiwi if you can guess who this is. ;D)

"Mkay, Selena, show me what you've got." Said L-Fang, glancing up.

Selena, not in her catlike posture anymore, put down her plush. "I'm a witch, and I like cats, if you haven't noticed, they follow me around." For proof of her witchness, she turn a random person in the gym into a pickle which just so happened to be...

((Kitteh = Scourge?

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The kid who happened to be turned into a pickle was a random guy in the audience. He snarled a few swearwords.

Piper raised her eyebrows. She wondered mildly if she should give him detention for calling a kid a . . . she'd better not say. But if it was an evil high school, was swearing a bad thing?

She ended up settling for turning him back into a boy.

The kid was tall, good-looking, with the sort of outlaw-good looks. He had a nice tan, but with a pale undertone. He had light, chocolate brown hair, with natural blond highlights, and his hair seemed to be naturally untidy. He had deep blue, baggyish jeans, with converse high-top sneakers. He had a black T-shirt and all it said on it, in white letters, was "YOUR MOM."

Piper gave him the OK-kid-I'm-allergic-to-stupid-people look she had.

"What's your name?" she asked, almost rudely.

The kid glared at her with rather beautiful eyes. They were a pale blue-gray, but when the sun hit them, it seemed they had a green tint to them.

"James Blackthorn," he muttered.

"Well, James, show us what you got." Piper sat back in her chair.

James walked up. He glared out at the audience.

Piper got the vague feeling this kid had Phoebe-esque anger temperament.

James took a deep breath. Then he said, almost in a growl, “I have the ability to create thermal balls and a thermal wave. Thermal balls are these,” and suddenly he was holding a ball of glowing purple fire. “They’re not only composed of fire, but psychic energy, so they hurt you mentally as well as physically. I can also make a thermal wave, which is exactly like thermal balls, except it’s more of a blast.”

“Anything else?” Piper prodded.

James paused, considering he and his twin sister had a telepathic connection going on. They could send thoughts, images, and pictures along through their minds. Also, if one was in pain, it hurt the other twin also.

“No,” he said.

“Very well,” Piper said, marking something on her sheet.

James exited.

In the audience, Tyler chuckled.

"Thermal balls." He snickered.

"Grow up." Muttered Brian, elbowing him.