Misfit Boys--Chapter 6

This is the sixth chapter of Misfit Boys, the boys are still going on missions when it comes to the terrorists and the five girls aren't sure to trust these boys. Meanwhile, Lacey encounters more strangers and other crazy stuff going on! Please enjoy, thank you very much. --KatDon 

Chapter 6: Do You Believe in Life of Being Strong Enough? 

Parthalan begins to reminiscing on the events that happened before: Funske could see Katrina in the scopes. “Wow, what a babe.” Funske complimented. Parthalan held out his hand to him, “Let me see.” He said. Funske hand him the binoculars and Parthalan looked through them. “There. That's her, the babe.” Funske pointed at where Katrina is. He looked over and said, “She's cute.” Jethro smiled darkly, “She's good.” He eulogized. Parthalan looked up from the binoculars with a smirk on his face, “She's mine.” He declared. Funske grins at her, “Okay, go get her.” He exclaims. So Parthalan goes after her! Parthalan isn’t just acting on primal instinct; he has been watching Katrina for a while and he decides that she is the perfect girl. Parthalan has had his eye on Katrina for a while now. No other girl has caught his eye for as long as she as. She is supremely beautiful and aesthetically pleasing. Parthalan approaches next to Katrina as he likes to ask her something however Katrina doesn’t want his help. He runs after her as in he’s trying to kidnap her. He continues to pursue her and has finally caught up to her, pushing her down so she cannot run anymore and covering her mouth so she cannot scream. Katrina has been screaming for help but her situation is starting to seem hopeless. After kidnapping her, he’s still taunting her and making her relive the assault. Katrina attempts to fight back her assaulter by biting him, but to no avail. Despite being bitten by Katrina in her attempts to get away, he loves just to hear her breathe. Parthalan is fascinated by the proof of her presence through something as simple as her breathing, even though her breathing is most likely as result of struggling to escape. In his case, it’s perfection for the right girl that drives him to break social mores for this unachievable. After that pain; she’s given up her hope of being rescued. There’s no telling how long Katrina has been with Parthalan, but now she’s playing along in order to expose his defenses and make him vulnerable. It looks like Parthalan made a bad decision since she’ll be the reason for his destruction. Katrina refuses to be held captive any longer. Now that Parthalan is drugged, she’s looking forward to his approaching fate, which will be a deadly one. But Katrina is sick of playing along with Parthalan as she chooses to go for the kill. But Katrina cannot bring herself to hurt him. She thought of her sister and Parthalan knows that she has been hurt in the past. She has been through many different horrible things done to her! As a result of being in so many unsuccessful relationships, it caused to her to start to think that by not being in a relationship, she could avoid being hurt. Parthalan has figured out why she is so cautious about other people. Parthalan tells Katrina that she needs to get over her issues and stop wasting time. She’s to blind by her hurt that she can’t see that. She’s still hurting, but she also knows that she does love again. She’s still in recoil, so she’s a little hesitant, but Parthalan persists. He does everything for her but she thinks that it’s not enough! No matter what Parthalan do, it just isn’t enough for Katrina. Parthalan realize that she doesn’t want to get heartbroken again but he isn’t like the other guys she’s been with. Parthalan lets her know that when she’s finally ready to let herself be loved that she won’t have to look far, because it’s going to be him to save her. Katrina is trembling, tears overflowing her eyes, she try to point it at Parthalan: “Why--?! Why did you do this? Have I been through enough?!” She called out. “Wait, what do you mean?” Parthalan asked. “As if you don’t know me so well but I know you—you’re the guy who witnessed the death of that girl. She was your sister, wasn’t she?” Katrina asked. Parthalan was shocked, “How did you know?” He gasped. Katrina staggered away and ran to the roof as she was standing on the roof. She turned to see Parthalan and faints; she looked like she was going to fall from the building. He was carrying her; he had one arm under her legs and the other supporting her back like a groom carrying his bride. He looked over at her and brought her down where he propped her on a bench and left. Katrina’s friends manage to find her but Parthalan is in disbelief for what he has done.

One dark and stormy night, Katrina was driving on an errand and stopped for a bit to get gas however she nearly lost control of her car. That's when she stopped and saw her tires slashed. So she decided to stay somewhere and found a sign that read "STAY ONE NIGHT AT KORVIN'S MANOR". Katrina went up to the manor and knocked on the door, "Who's there?" Katrina heard a woman call out. "I mean no harm really," Monica answered. "Sorry to be a bother. My name is Katrina. Sorry I never mentioned it before. I guess I will take a room for the night, if the offer's still good." She looked a little concern. "Oh, of course it is, dear," said Valentine, answering the door and turning the lights on. "Monica. Oh, that's such a pretty name, honey. Well. Let's get you situated. You put your name and arrival time in the book there and I'll get you a key. All the boarding rooms are on the second floor, and there's only a couple left." Katrina was shocked to hear this, "There are others here?" She asked. This was surprising. Not a single car had been in the front lawn when she pulled in. "Oh, yes, Miss Katrina." Valentine was puttering around in the adjacent room. "There's a few of us here." She came back out with a key in her hand. "Just out of curiosity, what made you come here anyway?" She seemed to brighten as she asked the question, as though relieved that Katrina would stay after all. "Oh, it's probably just local kids getting kicks," she said. "But I found my vehicle's tires slashed." Valentine stopped suddenly, her face twisted with concern and worry. Then she resumed, as though nothing was wrong. "Nothing to be done for it, I suppose," she said, with a look of sadness. There were girls about Katrina’s age that were staying over. Their names are Ellen, Maddie, and Moreen. While she was exploring, Katrina meets a red haired girl. “I’m Ellen, what’s your name?” asked the boy with the red hair. “Katrina.” Replied Katrina. “I’m so glad you’re here with us. It gets really creepy around here alone at night.” Said Ellen. “What do you mean by that?” asked Katrina. “Well, I don’t know if this is true or not but there are rumors that say there’s some murders going around here.” Whispered Ellen. “At night, just like this one girl that went missing. She left for one minute and never came back, the police found the girl’s body and said her body was cut apart by a ‘monster’, scary isn’t it?” Indeed that scared Katrina. Later, she was about to go to bed and saw the others weren’t in their beds as she went around to find them, exclaiming for their names but no luck. “Ellen? Maddie? Moreen?” called Katrina. Nobody answered. “C’mon ladies, this isn’t funny! Come on out!” Katrina said. Just then, she heard a girl’s scream! He knew who it was! “Ellen!” exclaimed Katrina. She ran to the direction of where the scream was coming from! It came from the bathroom. By the time she got there, the screaming had stopped. Katrina walked to the bathroom to wash her hands but recoiled in fear when she saw blood and maggots coming out of there. She turned it off and approaches the shower, pulling back the curtains. There she found a horrifying discovery—a dead girl! It looked like he was tied up and hung by his wrist, stabbed multiple times. “Ellen?” stammered Katrina. Then, a knife cut the dead girl’s body apart and a masked figure try to attack Katrina! She dodged it and escaped with ease however Katrina was scared and would not stop running until that masked murdering figure would not find and chase her. She stopped finally to catch his breath and walked a little but Katrina looked out the window and saw a figure falling out the window, she could not believe it. “Maddie!” Shee bellowed as she rushed down and got outside to see Maddie frantically waving in the water. “Glub—Glub—Kat! Help—glub glub—me!!!” sputtered Maddie. She stopped waving and drowned in front of a shell shock Katrina however something else had emerged from the pool, it was that masked figure again! He begins to chase Katrina, who was already running away. Katrina found a skeleton on the floor and had a name on him that had no name. Katrina read his journal and found out that he went missing for he was a prisoner in the manor by the cruel mistress Valentine Korvin and her two deformed children! His death was caused by beaten to death and starved for days. Monica took the skeletal corpse in her arms and cradle it, “Poor thing.” She said and patted the bleach white skull of the man once human. “What happened to you here? What’s going on here?” He thought. Further into the house, the siblings discovered the mutilated bodies of animals such as crows, dogs, and cats—even deer and rabbits too! There was one body that looked human; Katrina was horrified to discover that this was none other than Moreen! “Oh no, Moreen…!” She gasped.

Katrina relaxed for a bit when she decided to maybe finds something to eat around here. However while outside of her room, she saw a figure in black detached itself from the shadows of the trees and made its way to her car. Monica jumped up and ran at the window. The figure was tall, and seemed to be wearing a cloak made of night. She saw as its arm extended. In its hand was a long, jagged dagger. It dragged the dagger across the side of her, leaving a long gash-mark in the paint of the wall. "Hey!" she shouted. The figure kept dragging the dagger. She reached for the window to open it. It wouldn't budge! She looked for a lock, but couldn't see one. "Hey!" she yelled again. This time the figure raised its head. She could see the glint of two eyes under the hood. The figure raised the dagger, slowly, determinedly. It pointed it straight at her face. She leaped away from the window and ran for the door. A noise on the other side stopped her. Footsteps. Dragging, shambling footsteps. And crying. The sound of a person for whom deep, longing sadness is a way of life. She waited. Somehow, she just felt that she should let the old man pass before she opened the door. Before he got very far, however, she heard other footsteps, these much quicker and lighter, run up the stairs and stop near the door of her room. She opened it as she saw someone with a sharp object and chased Katrina, who ran off in fear until she reached a dead end. But found a door and went through it as the piercing object cut through the door. Katrina gasped. "Stop it!" hissed Valentine. "Go back in your room right now! You know better. Never run around with sharp objects that way to a young lady. Now you go back in there. You've got no business being out at this hour anyway." Katrina was surprised and headed back to her room. While looking around; Katrina discovers a horrible chamber of girls are seen in a chase of an pointless game to get a black banner while hornets bite them and parasitic worms are sucking their blood. The female victims into the chaotic storms, where they swirl into the madness. Girls are seen lying the mud while filth rained down hard on them. Two girls are seen pushing boulders at one another in a raging matter. Into another terror, there is a swampy river, where a girl is seen being tortured by demons as a person watches her suffering in delight. Girls are lashed with whips, forced to lie in a river of filth, are hung upside down while their feet are burning, forced to walk backwards blindfolded. From being awake to dreaming, at the core, which is a memory lost but it still exists elsewhere in the center of the subconscious. Katrina is stuck in a dull routine, seeing the same old people and doing the same old things over and over again. Each day, everyone wakes up early to get a head start in the rat race, competing for money or power, but because everyone is stuck in the system, no one really gets ahead. Although everyone feels like Katrina, sad and unfulfilled, they hold it back so that their sadness doesn’t show. Since everyone is going through life on automatic, trying hard not to think or show how sad they are, everyone thinks everyone else is fine. She wants to put her head down and pretend that there’s no tomorrow, since each day is the same as the last. Thinking about how the unfulfilling cycle will continue is too much to bear, and makes her want to drink until she forgets. The world is so mad that dying actually sounds like a good idea to and Monica must find her only escape. During her visit, Katrina bears to witness the shocking depravities of the human mind as well as monstrous abnormalities of the physical body. Tragically incurable, these tortured souls spend their vile existence plagued by a nightmarish reality that mercifully eludes those who cling to their sanity. And she comes across some strange people as she meets a man and what was left of him: The lower half of his face was a ruin of bone fragments, shredded muscle and blood. So much blood. His left side was similarly destroyed. His arm hung on a few hanging strings of muscle, his hip was just as much a mess of bone and blood as his face was. He kept his one good hand on the railing as he shuffled toward her. Behind him stood a young woman with stomach was cut open, and looking out of the wound with mangled remains of what was left of her. Katrina could hear haunted singing and she was attacked by the demented Valentine! It turns out that the one who chased her was Valentine's son name Cobalt and this whole manor was nothing more than a torturing madhouse. Katrina ran away as she sets the whole manor on fire as she burnt all the deformed and sadistic residents alive! Katrina managed to escape as Cobalt ran after her. The whole house was falling apart right before Katrina's eyes as debris was piled on everywhere! Just before she escaped; Cobalt emerged from the rubble as she cried out, "No, please! Don't leave me here!" With all of her might; Katrina kicked Cobalt away from her! She came across a lab but she found Parthalan clutching his arm, blood poured from it. Katrina approached towards him, she couldn't believe it was him. And saw he was bleeding pretty badly from his arm. "What's wrong? Are you OK?" Katrina asked. Parthalan grimaced, "I'm fine. This is nothing." He said. Katrina felt bad, "Here, let me help." She said. She managed to find iodine, white bandages to wrap around it and managed to cover the wound. While she did this, Parthalan stared at her in amazement. Monica noticed as she smiles. Just then, Monica was attacked by a monster that pounced and laughed at her horrified expression. "Oh...Monica, dear and sweet Katrina...I've...always......admired your beauty, my dear. l've always loved you. You will love me. You will." The monster growled, pinning her to the wall. Monica struggled in his grasp as she chokes out, "Please! Please stop! Let me go!" The monster laughs at her suffering, "That's it, my dearest Katrina......more passion!" It said. "Oh my god!" Katrina cried. "Yes, my love!" The monster laughed. Katrina didn't know how this creature knows him as she struggles away but Parthalan shot the monster from behind. Katrina was shocked; she slid down against the wall and saw him. "You saved me after I cleansed and bandaged your wound?" Katrina gasped. Parthalan's stoic face softens, "Nobody else has done that for me. Just wanted to give you my gratitude." He admitted softly. Monica smiles, "...Thank you." She said. Parthalan nods, he then whispers: "Beware of Valentine Korvin. Don't be afraid, Katrina." Parthalan remembered the memories of his dear, sweet, big sister: "I love you, Parthalan. You make me feel like a person. Like I'm me... and I'm beautiful." His sister said with a smile. Young Parthalan looked at her and replied with a hand on her shoulder, "You are beautiful, sis. You're the most beautiful girl in the world." Nina looked at him with a heartwarming glance, "That's nice, Parthalan. Other people have told me that before, and it was meaningless. When you say it, I hear it." She replied. Those two were inseparable, they were brother and sister but they were best friends. They also wondered what it was like outside. "Parthalan, what do you think it's like out in the world from this mansion?" Nina asked. "I don't know, why ask me? I'm not sure myself." Parthalan said with a shrug. Nina ruffled his hair, "Well you know other things besides me." She teased. Parthalan pouted, but then he said: "Sis, if we ever leave this place, I'll give you the best view of the world. I want to see such great things." Nina hugged him, "Thanks Little Brother." She said. In the present; Katrina and Parthalan face the man with the blade but Parthalan knew who it was. "Cobalt...Is that you?" Parthalan asked calmly. The figure had a mask on, he cried a little bit. "Parthalan, it's you. I missed you so much, we never played anymore like we used to." He said between sobs. "I know, Cobalt. I'm sorry. I just--My sister...I...." Parthalan started to say, but Sisera cried a bit. "I know...Mommy did it, didn't she?" He asked. Parthalan was hesitant, however he managed to reply with, "Yes. I'm sorry Cobalt....I know she did terrible things but it's all over." Cobalt nodded, "Yeah. She did. She never told me how much she loved me, you and your sister were the only friends I'd ever had." He said. He looked at Katrina, who was trembling but she could feel Parthalan's hand on her shoulder. "Relax, Katrina... I said before that I'd protect us." He reminded. Katrina nodded, her fragile face was masking her fear. Cobalt pointed to her, "Will she like me?" He asked. Parthalan looked reluctant as he expressed his answer, "I don't know....I can't promise that she will but listen.....You don't have to hide from the truth anymore. All the pain will be over, OK Cobalt? Why don't you take off your mask?" Cobalt was shaken but he did what Parthalan told him and what Katrina saw terrified her, Cobalt's true face was inhuman. He looked like he suffered from facial clefting. Parthalan grimaced, Cobalt looked at Katrina's face before he screamed: "WHY WON'T YOU LIKE ME FOR JUST THE OUTSIDE!!!!" And attacked Cobalt was killed by the cicada bugs and by the bullet of Parthalan. Cobalt let out an inhuman cry as the bugs went away. He fell to the ground, dead as Katrina looked at Parthalan, who held out his hand out. Katrina took it as they embraced one another however Katrina was struck in the shoulder and ducked down in pain. Parthalan looked up with a tranquil anger expression, he saw Mrs. Korvin who has messy hair and blood all over her as she couldn't stop panting. "You...You killed my son! How could you? He loved you, trusted you as a friend and this is what you repay him with?!" Mrs. Korvin shouted. Parthalan looked at her square in the eye, "He killed many people, innocent people." He said. Mrs. Korvin shed a few tears, "They didn't understand...He was diseased but he was my baby!!!" She shouted. Parthalan glared at her intensely, "What about my sister? Did you understand about the pain you cause to her or the other three boys? All the pain and murders to innocent? How about that?" He said. Mrs. Korvin gritted her teeth in her grief, "They hurt my sons, disgusted by the sight of them." She claimed. "You brought this on yourself, Valentine." said Parthalan. "Oh, I brought this on? Why don't you kill me? Go on! Call on your insects! Call them!"

In an elevator; Katrina has arrived at a tall building, where she was supposed to attend a meeting but as if coincidence; she came across Parthalan. "Hi." Katrina greeted. Katrina gave her quick glance before looking away, "Hi." He said softly. "So, are you going somewhere?" Katrina asked casually. "You could say that." Parthalan said, not meeting her gaze. Katrina nodded, it was awkward and quietly between them. "Geez, this is taking too long." Katrina sighed; it was true because it was a pretty tall skyscaping building! "Yeah, what a drag." Parthalan said. Parthalan and Katrina was standing in that elevator for some time when Katrina said, "So...Roxanne, how long were you a killer?" Parthalan said, "Me? You make it sound like I was one....True, I am one but you don’t know me so well." She explained a bit before shutting up. "I don't care what you were, I think people don't know the real you." Katrina said. "You don’t seem to know the real me." Parthalan said in a biting tone. "What are you saying?" She snapped. "You always hide your insecurities and how I think is what I feel." Parthalan replied. Katrina smirked, "What you feel? You can't blame yourself because you never had real love to understand, you have no understanding of something that was never there. I want to offer you something special from my heart to you until you learn how to truly love yourself. I will still be there for you if you are troubled or have imperfections. Let me help you, Parthalan." Parthalan looked back at her, "Katrina...?" He asked, confused. “Please, stop this! You're driving me crazy!" Parthalan pressed the button repeatedly. “I know; you didn’t want to hurt me. And I didn’t want to hurt you, maybe we can understand each other! I want to get to know you, to make sure you’re not a killer!” That's when, Parthalan became frustrated and he throws her against the wall of the elevator as he has her trapped in his arms that blocked her. "If you tell anyone about this, I’ll kill you!" They were so close to each other when they look like they were inch apart from their faces....BING! The two broke apart from one another and stood away from one another. The doors open and Katrina got out first. In the interim; Candy woke up as she saw it wasn't too dark as light poured through a boarded up window, it was morning. Candy scans her surroundings as only to snap her attention turned to a corner with a shuffling sound. "So, you're finally awake beautiful." A voice murmured. She looked and she saw Funske in a straitjacket, "You OK?" asked Candy. "Oh, yeah. All tied up so this isn't nothing new." Funske remarked sarcastically. Candy can't remember what happened as she looked around at the windows and the door, checking to see that they were locked however Funske is watching her every move while in the room. "Whatcha looking at?" Candy grumbled, prying a plank from the floor. It wasn't like him looking at her bothered Candy one bit but somehow, a faint blush creeping on her face as she could feel Funske's eyes raking her while he chuckled. Candy sighed, sitting back in her corner. A lot of time has passed and Funske stretched his himself out, he looked at Candy and grinned wickedly: "So, what do you think about killing people?" He asked. Terrified; her mind was shrieking, "What kind of question is that?" as she flattened herself on the wall while Funske chuckled again. He shifted around and he seemed uncomfortable. "Ugh! These stupid restraints." He muttered with a look of disgust. Candy walked over and removed the restraints, "What the hell?" Funske started to say but then he felt loose from the straitjacket and grinned, throwing the jacket off him. Funske stretched while Candy watched him for awhile. It was now dark out and Candy yawned but she didn't sleep. She begin to hum to herself, while trying to stay awake. Funske watched her, mesmerizing by her. It was quiet for a moment until Candy looked at him, "Funske?" She asked. "Hmm?" Funske responded. "What do.....What do you think about me?" inquired Candy. Funske looked at her with shock, "Did she ask me that?" She seem want to know this, "Why would he not be scared of me after all we've been through? OK, I don't know him that much!" In the meantime; Funske could feel his heart racing, he didn't want to admit that he was falling for her. He anxiously didn't know what to say, but there was a mushy part of him that wants to melt in her arms as wants to nuzzle her neck. That thought that she was thinking of the same thing made Candy blush but also disgusted. "You know something?  I've always thought you are the most interesting woman I've ever seen." said Funske. Candy blushes fifty shades red, "Really?" She asked. "Since the first time I met you." Funske said. "That's nice, that really makes me feel good. Someone like you could really make it alright for me." Candy replied. "You think?" inquired Funske. "Yeah." replied Candy. The two managed to escape from the room and got away as Candy couldn't stop holding Funske's arm. New girl Tina Gardener was walking to the entrance of the school however people gawked at him. She looked unease, "Why are they all staring at me?" thought Tina. She looked down as she saw his torn clothes and covered in blood and screamed in terror! Seraphim woke up as she saw it was all a dream. In the morning of the school; Tina pushed the doors of the school open as she walked in wearing a uniform. Being the new kid wasn't easy as it looked. It was the most struggling when Tina, who smiled but she didn't see where he was going. He soon bumps into someone else. He heard someone chuckling. "Great!" thought Tina, "Way to make a first impression." He came to the person he bumped into. "Are you OK?" asked Tina. There was a boy wearing glasses and in a uniform. He laughed nervously, "Yeah. Sorry about that."  The boy quickly picked up his stuff and he left. Tina watched him go as she wonders who he was. It wasn’t until Tina meets a popular clique called The Doll Posse. Doll Posse’s members have Monica Saron, Erica Fronius, Rita Sweet, and Sandra Peche. Monica Saron was rumored by a sadistic psychopath so twisted that she becomes sexually aroused by witnessing others suffer. While these rumors are going around; Monica makes an effort to appear sweet and kind when in public but is in reality a spoiled, mean and ultimately psychotic villain who has no qualms about exacting unjust vengeance on anyone she feels has wronged her. They were watching the performance of Monica when a bunch of guys were making noises and jokes about her. Hearing their rudeness; Monica was irritated at this. She was angry, very upset. “STOP! CEASE! DESIST!” screeched Monica. The crowd was stunt, the jokester stopped as he looked scared too. Rupert Goodwin rushed over to the crowd as Monica exclaimed, “GET THAT SON OF A GUN OUT OF MY CONCERT, IMMEDIATELY!” She said as she pointed to the comical guy that made fun of her. “All right, you guys are out of here!” The manager ordered, the funny guy and his friends slipped away. Monica marched off the stage. She went over to the manager with gritted teeth, “Sir? The song is called ‘Proud Beauty’, right?” She asked tightly. The manager looked nervous so Monica grabbed him by the shirt collar, “Right?” She nearly shouted. “Y—Yes! Yes it is!” The manager stammered “And what is the song about?” Monica asked sweetly. The manager gulped. “WHAT IS THE SONG ABOUT, IDIOT?!” yelled Monica. “You. You are the fairest of them all, the most high, and the princess.” The manager answered quickly. Monica lets him drop to the floor as she said, “Precisely.” She started glaring at the fearful crowd, “I am the cool girl! The regal beauty! I. Am. The PROUD BEAUTY!”  squawked Monica. She showed her angry eyes which horrifies the crowd. “One more distraction and I’ll inject you with the worst poison of your life! We clear?” warned Monica. The crowd nodded obediently, without hesitation. Monica’s anger faded as she became her usual self, she became her cheerful self again. “OK! Like, let’s do that again from the top.” claimed Monica cheerfully. She sashayed back to the stage. At school; the Doll Posse are the good-looking, popular girls whereas the ugly ones are outcasts as they pick on poor Angela Pamfilo. One of Monica's friends, Erica Fronius, purposely spilled her drink and Monica called out for Angela. Annoyed; Blanche walked over but slipped the drink and fell down. Monica and her friends laughed, however Tina helps Angela up. Angela was lead away but Monica called out: "Nice day for FALL, huh Angela?" The girls and Monica laughed even harder as well as some others. “You’re such a freak really. I never saw someone freakier than her!" She said snobbily. "Not unless she's a hot to trot." Erica commented. The girls laughed in hysterics, except Tina and Angela. "I can't believe a freakin' loser like her would be named after a courtesan, she's a witch!" Rita replied smugly. "I bet she bites people for money." Sandra remarked. Now they were cracking up, Angela lost her tempered and seized Monica by her shoulders screaming: "NOW YOU'VE ASKED FOR IT, YOU BITCH!" Angela clawed at Monica and pulled her hair as she shouted, "HOW ABOUT I MAKE YOU PUKE OUT WHAT YOU HAVE FOR BREAKFAST THIS MORNING?! YOUR FACE IS RUINING, HUH YOU SHIT-HEAD, AND YOU AND ME? WE WERE NEVER FRIENDS!!!! YOU MOTHER-HUMPIN' PRINCESS WHO DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TRUE SUFFERING IS, AND YOUR FRIENDS HERE ARE PLAIN, UGLY AND SHE KNOWS IT!!!!" Angela got pulled off by a reluctant Tina as Monica screamed back: "I'll seriously charge you for this, you strumpet! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO STYLE MY HAIR?!" Angela could not believe her ears what that girl said, "YOU ARE SELFISH, NO WONDER I HATE YOUR GUTS!!! I HOPE YOU BURN IN HELL YOU LOW LIFE SOCIALITE!!!!!" Monica wept as her posse friends comforted her. However, later on Tina brought all the girls together to make up for their differences but none of them are pleased with this! 

 "What's with this bull crap?" demanded Rita. "A truce. I think you girls have a lot of weight against each other and need to make amends!" exclaimed Tina, "How's that?" Rita shrugged, "Fine, whatever." She said. Monica let out an 'hmph' sound, "As if!" She said. "Suck it." Angela spat. Tina looked at Angela and Monica with disbelief, "Really? REALLY?!" She said. Monica pointed a red fingernail sharp talon at Angela, "You want me to make peace with this tart? Absolutely not!" She said. Angela rolled her eyes, "This comes from the popular socialite who doesn't know what TRUE suffering is! I'll bet she spends a micro second in prison for driving under the influence, and has oh-so little responsibilities so you're the witch of the decade!" Angela said. Rita was annoyed, "Fine, I'll do it." She said. "No, you ain't!" Angela said, slamming her fist down. "Angie--!" Rita started to say but Angela cut her off, "Nobody is, shut up! Shut the front door, PUH-LEEZE!" She exclaimed. Jocelyn couldn't take this anymore, "Excuse me, I want to say something." She said, standing up. "What now? Monica has a home movie?" Angela said in a bored voice. Rita looked at her, "What--?" She asked. Rita giggled. "No, she doesn't." She claimed in between giggles. "No, I don't." claimed Monica. "Yes, she does! Who's banana is it Rita?" Angela snapped. Rita was getting annoyed, "Come on, girls. I have something to say, it's really important." She claimed. But Angela wouldn't shut up: "There was a tramp from Pawtucket, whose banana was so long he could slurp it. He said with a grin as he wiped his chin, 'If my ear was a cherry, I would bonk it.'" She recited and laughed in hysterics like a mad woman. Angry; Rita broke a beaker, startling everyone. "WHAT THE FRICK?!" Angela demanded. "I have something to say, OK?" demanded Rita. "Want to start a riot huh?" Angela, tips over a table. "I can start a riot, bitch!" She shouted. Monica gleefully knocked the teacher's desk over. "See, she can start a riot! Let's all start a riot against this sump called SCHOOL!" Angie cried. "Angie--" Rita started to say. "Wanna start a riot with me, MOTHER HUMPER?!" Angie screamed. "ANGIE, SHUT THE FRONT DOOR AND LISTEN TO ME!!!" screamed Rita. But then, she calmed down: "I'm sorry, all right?" said Rita. "I don't believe you, you gotta mean it Beta Witch!" Angie claimed she gets up and stalked away. In school; Angela took upon herself to taunt the vampy, blonde rival Monica. Monica does the impressions of being a dumb blonde and acts hot so much that Angela thinks she's a tramp and begins to make a joke to humiliate her: "A woman went to the doctor today and said, 'After every date, I end up in bed. I can simply refuse no man, and afterwards, I feel like a tramp and an idiot.' Then, the doctor said: 'Very well, I'll give you some pills, and you'll have no problem refusing...' But the woman said, 'No, doctor, not something to be able to refuse. Give me pills so I won't feel like a tramp and an idiot.'" Angela blurted out. The class laughed; except Tina, Monica, and the teacher. The teacher was annoyed, "Thank you for sharing, Angie. Now then, let's move on." She said. While on the subject; the teacher then asked Monica about her paper she worked on and Monica claimed she forgot it. Angela was annoyed so she taunts her once again. "Flash your high beams, petty Mona girl?" taunted Angela. Monica glared at her, "Shut up, Angie." She hissed. "Well, look at those apples!" Morgan replied, gesturing to her buxom chest. "Shut the hell up, Angela!" Monica claimed. The teacher glared at them, "Ladies, enough!" She said. Just when it seemed like it was over; Angela smirked at her and said, "She sucks on bananas, and I'm not talking about the fruit." Everyone gasped and Monica glared at her. Then, she's pouncing on her, "You bitch!" She cried. "I'll eat you alive, you asshole!" Angela cried out, the two of them wrestle until the teacher and her assistant pulled her off. Morgan calmed down until she announced, "OK, Strip Search! Remember this Strump Lumps? Search for any vamp, dirty explicity--you know what I mean? We need to find tapes and some evidence of her 'work' too. Oh, let's not forget the hustlers right?" "Cut it out, Angie!" Tina called out. "You think you can make those Misfit Boys your saviors, I already know who they are. And I am so sick of everyone treating them like they're Knights! There's nothing knightly about them! They better watch their back! They don't want to get BURNED!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed Monica. 

It wasn’t until Monica and the popular girls went missing as they are now part of a group called Blind Productions. Blind Productions is a narcissistic group that cares about perfection and about the good looking industry that was ridiculous. Their logo is "Blinded by beauty!” To be honest, Blind Productions is the place that everyone wants to be in. And though it’s not perfect people still obsessed with it. And how could you not? Its seems so glamorous here! Most celebrities are portrayed to be tall like a supermodel, tanned from the hot sun, and blonde. They tend to only know the glamorized life and fantasy that pop culture produces. When people migrate to Blind Productions, they think they will hit rich in the Blind Productions automatically. This is never the case; the reality is most ends up poor, since living in the glamour life is expensive. People will do anything it takes to achieve their version of the Blind Productions and they’re searching for the Blind Productions but it’s all a lie because it won’t end up being as great as they think. It’s been overly romanticized and so it has become a golden lie. Monica thinks of herself as a goddess however she's just a narcissistic, who absorbs the cost or expense out of people's confidence. She is a celebrity with a carefully manufactured public persona, marketed by the media, and who is manipulating the music scene to further their own selfish ends. She’s seeks association with celebrities obsessively. This might also be a jab at people who do this in general, not just one individual. She's a killing streak in the business game is so outrageous. Monica is murdering the business, killing it every damn place she goes like she frigging owns it. It’s so ridiculous how much she kills it, it makes her sick. She gives to you exactly who she realized she was ever since a young age, which is a raw, real, passionate, courageous, former aspiring and now successful and influential female rap artist. Monica is such a massive personality that she holds her fans down. Musically, this means that she takes care of us, keeping our thirst for entertainment quenched through her music. Monica is a ride-or-die chick; she’ll have your back and hold you down like gravity hold us all down. She teases her male audience by stating that she’s got exactly what they want in terms of physical attributes and personality. Her huge spending power now that she’s finally made it. Monica has walked a long path and now she can wear expensive shoes, and went through what one went through in order to really understand one’s situation and perspective. She drinks the liquor straight from the bottle no chaser. Monica is already killing them with his hooks, instead of responding and giving them exposure. She’s gaining momentum in her career and is able to splurge on the finer things in life, and in this instance its fine champagne. She is an elaborate, tasteful, and untouchable woman — splurging and enjoying the expensive perks of being a rising star — and it being incredibly difficult for others to disregard. Not only is gold a valued metal made into expensive and it's a symbol of her worth in the music industry, this could mean that by rubbing it in the face of their haters that they can now afford real gold. The people that once doubted them are being subject to ridicule by being teased to taste what they have. She's one of those girls to break out of their society’s rules. Her chains or necklaces are moving wildly while she is driving while punching the dashboard in excitement of driving fast, along to the tune. Monica doesn’t want a man who just says cheesy pick-up lines, she wants a man that’d come to her basement to chill! She’s not easy enough for some off-hand attempts at seduction. Monica and her friends are sleazy and proud; they’re not gonna be all over some random-ass dude if he drops a couple bucks on them, and they don’t care if he’s upset at them for that! Like many women, Monica goes to a club with a whole posse of her female companions. Monica has been wearing her diamond fang grill a lot lately. Every girl in the club is scoping out Monica, hating and wishing they could be on the same level as the Queen. The paparazzi and her fans are always trying to get pictures of her whenever she’s seen in public. Everything all Monica really wants is money where she’s hypnotized by the glamorous life of money and parties. She doesn’t want a limit on her lifespan. She’d rather live young forever. The party Monica describes is a social gathering. Monica wants to expand the fun and good times to the whole world. She wants to be the forefront of a global party, where people don’t take life so seriously. Moreover, Monica comments sarcastically that the party-culture of the youth today means that they do not fulfill as much as they could without the poisons of alcohol. After what happened to her, people still judge and question Monica’s sanity and talent and take every opportunity to break her down. She perseveres through this and always comes out a successful winner. Monica is letting everyone have fun with the gossip and talking about her breakup, because she knows at the end of the day the band will come through it all and be better than ever. Her different hair styles, piercings, tattoos and choice of outfits have usually drawn mixed reviews, to put it nicely. The “sucker” is willing to pleasure the celebrity intimately; their own gratification comes from knowing that the celebrity has been gratified sensually. Monica would have boy toys at hand, considering everyone wants her as an asset. Even the biggest dope dealers end up selling the goods a bit at a time, but those coins stack up. Jacob Assad can cash in, and even land a lady like Monica who loves the cutting edge styles of fashion house, she still on her throne and packing that heat in her designer purse. Monica dressed to impress and she knows she looks fly; then again, she’s a ride or die chick, so she might have on the army fatigues. Her man is a drug lord. It doesn’t take much to get Monica high. Monica doesn’t miss a chance to eat, literally or figuratively—she’s constantly making money through endorsements, her own alcoholic beverage, movies, music, and performances. Her ass is fat and her pocketbook is too. Monica backs up her bad girl reputation with some in the auto-action. She was the empowered woman: she’s the one who owns the car, and she’s the one doing the business. Monica doesn’t really care how the guy is going to eat her out. Even if he wears gold teeth, she’s down. Some guys love how sexy Monica is, he doesn’t want a flat, bony rear. He wants a thick, stellar rear that he can grab on to and play with. Monica certainly has that, and she’s rightly proud of it. She’s allowing guys to have her because he’s a dealer, sells narcotics, and has lots of money, which she likes. Women are often attracted to the bad guys. After Monica and her dealer are done with ravishing each other, he takes her out to buy her some shoes. Her men isn’t interested in a chick with a pancake rear end, she needs to have big rear. It is true that a portion of the male population on planet Earth in this modern age prefer their women slim in the middle and large behind, as she claims. All the girls with huge asses to do what they do best in the club, "Body-shaming is okay, as long as it’s a body that feminists don’t like." said Monica. She brags about how she's got a big fat ass! How this girl struts in the to the party to show her snobbishness, but also shows that she is tipsy. The position of her hat in the right position to look impressive and cool. Monica was so full of herself and is always looking at herself. She watches herself dance. She was so full of herself that she even assume that people are talking about her, praising her but it's really bad-talking. At the award show; Monica rushed the stage, grabbed the microphone out of the startled teen's hands and aired his objections. "I'm sorry, but Erica had one of the best videos of all time!" She complained. After late night show comedian had authorized a skit that ran on his late-night talk show that featured two kids playing the roles of a host man and Monica, Monica let off a bunch of shots in the comedian's direction. The comedian host took those shots and ran with them by airing them on his show. Eventually, he spoke with Monica about them; patched things up, and even had him make an appearance on his show. But that didn't make this short feud any less controversial. Clearly, Monica will go at anyone who does her wrong. Putting flags on T-shirts was the second most controversial thing Monica did at the beginning of her tour. The first took place when he brought a guy who looked like the Savior of Heaven up on stage. If that doesn't prove that Monica is the queen of controversy that people don't know what does. Monica repeatedly took shots at the awards organizers for not nominating her in their big categories every year. Monica has never been one to shy away from calling people out for not recognizing her musical greatness. But she took things to a whole new level by calling out the award organizers! She had lost it again, this time because her performance took place in the suite and not on the main stage; Monica was watching the closing performance on a closed-circuit monitor, and she started getting upset. She started asking anyone who’d listen why she wasn’t allowed to perform on the main stage. "Why did I perform in just a suite? I got my boys, but even he gets to perform in both a suite and on the main stage? Something’s wrong here. That’s two years in a row! I’m trying hard, man; I have the #1 record. I wasn’t mad that I just didn’t win any awards,” he reportedly said. “For me, the award show made it seem like performing on the main stage was a bad thing, and the suites were just so great. It was my dream when I made my song to open up the music award show with a real power performance. They exploited other stars in helping to end their careers. Near the end, I felt so bad for her. It’s a dirty game. This game will chew you up and spit you out! That's why I'll never return to the award ceremony ever again!" After fielding hundreds, maybe even thousands, of silly questions from paparazzi, Monica finally decided that she had had enough and attacked one of them after he asked her a question. Also, Monica isn't the first artist to take a huge paycheck in exchange for a private performance. But this was controversial because of who he put that performance on for. She apparently held a concert for the grandson of the brutal leader and that didn't sit well with a lot of people who were familiar with her background. But Monica didn't seem to care. It would be one thing if Monica had gone on a rant at her listening session or her concert. But she essentially stole the spotlight away by yelling things like, "I don't give a friggin' damn about none of these corporations! None of these flippin' sellouts!" The first time she ever did controversy for Monica was when she was photographed topless for a magazine by iconic photographer and Monica was accused of mocking ethical cultures by making slant-eye poses in a photo with friends that circulated online. Monica performed at the award show while writhing up and down against a stripper pole on top of an ice-cream cart. Monica was celebrating her 18th birthday by experimenting with a bong and also some narcotics in it. Monica had to post this photo of herself thrusting hip movements and a low squatting stance. She stripped down to crop tops and bodysuits as she wore a bustier, while grinding and other profanities. After being greeted with a standing ovation from some parts of the arena, she said: "I couldn't fit this award in my bag, but I did find this." And lit up a joint while accepting the award. 


Because she just randomly landed in the spotlight, she didn’t have time to ease into it. She can’t do just about anything without the paparazzi taking pictures or asking her questions. Basically an overnight celebrity, the subject of the song is unfamiliar with the newfound fame and how to deal with it. Monica rocked a shirt to the award show. Her fame reached new levels because she is so talented. And now everyone wants to hate her, obviously because they all want to be just like her — all rich, famous, but seeing other people fly first class absolutely enrages others. She learned that when you’re famous, you have to be careful what you say because the press and even the fans will hold those words against you. She went from not being ready for the fame to being ready in the span of one bar. The boy she met when she went out with her brother. They talked about dating or going out on a date, she ask if they can meet up another time because it’s about to rain and she has to get home. She hasn’t graduated college and hasn’t read everything, but she can still quote some knowledge so well she doesn’t have to be awake and functioning to recite it. She's downing some pink wine. Despite having been out all night long, it hardly even affects Monica so she’s playing domestic goddess and prepping a carbohydrate-free breakfast for her guy to soak up all of last night. She spent the entire night doing such a mundane activity, but somewhere down the road, she decided to buy everyone drinks and got drunk. She probably gave all her girl friends wardrobes from this prestigious brand. She wore it before, after all. That’s what happens when one combines alcohol-impaired judgment with a closet of designer clothes but she is doing things that she shouldn’t. However, she honestly does not care, and keeps partying for the thrill of it. Everything in this line, the big hoops, maroon lips, clique, suggest vintage and hipster. They’re now getting manicured, while talking horoscopes. Take pride in your walk of shame and grab breakfast in the way! No matter how hard you try to conceal your hangover, everyone will notice because nobody wears a cocktail dress to a greasy diner unless it’s from the night before. Monica loves the way she lives in the fast lane, and always enjoys a good party. She knows how to do it right, and she is proud to show off her partying skills to the public. Monica is tired of his life going nowhere and at this point she doesn’t care for taking the little details of it into account. She just wants to kick-start his life and get some sense of power. She says, "We strive to make our dreams reality, yet at the same time those dreams can make you fear what would happen if you don’t achieve them and if your life would be meaningless without doing so. Stop waste your life waiting and go get what you want!" People want more, humans as a species are greedy possibly due to survival of the fittest. He believes he was a poor man wants to be rich, she's a rich girl wants to be queen, and she's like a queen who wants everything. To describe Monica, she is a selfish person who eats the flesh of her own kind. That's when she has experienced something perfect, so comparisons come easy because everything else falls short of this perfection. She may have picked the perfect man, however she encountered unseen issues. Because this man was the perfect one for her, she never had any back up plan. Now she feels lost. Even if Monica finds the next best guy in the world, he will only be second place. He was like an abnormally warm temperature in the middle of winter, she doesn’t think she’ll find someone better than him. But they have broken up, she knows deep down she should, bringing upon her current boyfriend and how she has began dating again. While her current boyfriend is kissing her, all she can think about is the man she truly loves, and now she is full of regrets and feels dirty- almost as if she wasn’t being loyal to her real lover who’s been out of the picture for a while. She should have stopped him from leaving and now she’s faced with her regret. She learned the lesson much as she could not forget it. When she is around her current boyfriend, she still thinks of the man she truly loves. She wishes that he was the one sleeping next to her instead of her current boyfriend. Monica still wishes to be with him and to be able to gaze into his eyes! Even when she is with her new lover, she spends her time thinking of her former lover, who she still longs for. She can’t move on, and doesn’t really want to for the matter. When she is with her new lover she can’t get lost in how he loves her or makes love to her she thinks back to how her former lover made love to her the things he did and said. She wishes he would barge into the room and take her away, so that they could be together and she will finally be happy. If she could just get him back she would make sure she didn’t make any more mistakes and lose him again. However as she was moving onto her new love; Monica begins to channel in her hatred towards her ex-boyfriend. She wishes he would kill himself and adds insult to injury by trying to emasculate him. The guy is so sad that Monica tells him to buy a meal and to eat away his feelings seeing as the next line talks about him being really thin. Normally, not being understood makes people really frustrated. But here Monica’s saying that this guy thinks it makes him seem cool and mysterious.  He’s obsessed with himself and it’s annoying her, she thinks that being mean to him will bring him back down to Earth! Monica is angry because he’d rather be online rather than be with her. He’s more feminine than she is, but she didn’t realize that at first. He thinks stylish, charming man. This guy strolls around like he is one, acting as if he’s all that when in reality he isn’t. He speaks and carries himself as a someone who is not into women but in all actuality he’s not like that at all. Then, this guy likes her for what she really looks like, with or without make-up, he doesn’t care as long as he’s with Monica. Even if she tells the joke wrong you still thinks she’s funny; she submits herself to her lover and believes that she can recognize true love. Before Monica met her man, she was a nerd. Also not normal. Her life were a little hard and she may have been depressed. This boy helped her feel happy again. Monica wants to live life to the fullest. Like a teenage lifestyle! The guy Monica’s with makes her feel like a teenager again. She feels so free and alive with him. Monica gets aroused, and wants to run away with her guy to keep on getting arousal inside. In their relationship they should be open with each other and do what they feel like; she gets nervous when he looks at her. She thinks it's a dream, but it isn't. She doesn’t want her man to look back because she wants him to never leave. Monica is looking good in jeans, she's getting sensual around him and wants to have a teenage dream tonight in her dreams while she’s sleeping. But on this Friday, Monica and all of her friends have been drinking a lot. Many people black out when they are drunk, and end up in interesting places. Rich people that also happen to be drunk can do some very strange things. She admits that she even smells like she is drunk, social networks and crap showed how the party went she does not remember indulging in the acts but it was awesome she does not care. Even though all kinds of bad stuff happened because they went crazy last Friday night, they don’t care cause it was really fun, and they can’t wait to do it again next week. She is trying to think of a good explanation to tell her parents about what happened on the party. Her house was partly destroyed from the party; she had a wild-fun time and got screwed. She needs a ginger ale to settle her stomach and motion sickness because she was drunk--She got so drunk she doesn’t know if she kissed him or not! They spent money on stuff and was so drunk people kicked them out the bar for probably starting something there. They ran naked in the park, jumping into a pool, and done the unimaginable for the straight folks. She had a turn-up and that's why she couldn't remember last night! The grass is actually greener in other sunny places; beaches and climate are warm in which makes the girls go wild that their bikini tops are undone to avoid tan lines. The boys are turning their heads as they walk by so far around to see the girls with their tops undone that they risk breaking their necks from twisting them so far. Nowhere on the globe have girls as hot as them, it’s nearly impossible to walk stylishly in the sand with stilettos on. They hang out in the car blasting music on the radio, there is a lot of good looking toned people, dark skin, and fit people because there is a lot of sport players here and other people like to party. Girls are all stunningly beautiful and look absolutely sexy in their bikinis, tanned skin look so hot that it will make all the boys go crazy and turn them on big time. However, the lover of her life is not what it appears to be: She used to be the best there is but he treats her horrible. Monica used to be a powerful woman, she’s nothing to him and after he left her--she's so messed up. She used to have so much strength and pride! She has so much potential, but he is scared of how great she can become so he keeps holding her back, trying to extinguish the light inside of her.