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my singing monsters high school au fanfic

uhm. in a my singing monsters server where we have a highschool au, wanted to write a story or fanfic about it so here it is

“AAAHHHH!! What the HELL did you do to my hair?” Cried Galvana. “Chill out! All I did was put my own twist on it, you don’t have to make a big deal out of it.” “A big deal? Seriously Attmoz, I look like a divorced man!” Galvana wasn’t necessarily wrong, her hair ruffled and messy just like Attmoz. “You know I can’t go to school looking like this! Unlike you I have a representation, and a good one at that.” “Oh, a good one? Little Miss goes to the office almost everyday has a favorable representation?” Argued Attmoz, his school didn’t exactly portray him accurately after multiple instances of forgetting he was even a student. “Psshh, I mean popularity dork. My name is known and remembered by literally everyone in Big Bl-""You know they only remember you for being an absolute nightmare to deal with right? I could counter what you’re saying by stating that no one remembers me, which is still technically positive since they don’t view me in a negative light.” Galvana fell silent, she was angry that Attmoz was right. He doesn’t put effort into anything at all except trying to prove her wrong! “Whatever, you better fix my hair though! I’m not stepping foot in the building until you make me look refreshed and not like a slob.” Attmoz didn’t want to succumb, but knowing that Galvana could strike him at any moment eventually made him give in.

Once Attmoz cooperated they got into his car, which was messy and crusty. Galvana had helped him clean it just two days ago, how did it get this bad in that short time span? “Attmoz you have got to be kidding me. When I clean my room it’s clean for at least 2 weeks! Have you got a raccoon living here or something because what do you even do to get it this disgusting?” She gagged, holding up a wrapper that she had seemed to forget when she was cleaning. “You call this bad? You should see my drawers, but it seems like you’re too short to even reach them.” Attmoz chuckled, emphasizing on the word short. Galvana grunted angrily, she was always like this towards her older brother. This time it was more prominent how annoyed she was with him, Attmoz wanted to make it worse to tease her but decided to drop it after he noticed the time. They got to their school quicker than expected, maybe it’s because Attmoz had broken multiple speed limits without being caught. He pulled to the front of Galvana’s school and dropped her off, sending her into school with a teasing snicker before pulling into his highschool’s parking lot.

The moment Galvana saw her brother exit the school’s premises she ran inside almost instantly, ignoring the safety patrol’s team calls and rushing to her locker. She typed in her code and opened it violently, almost taking the whole locker off of its hinges. Galvana looked into the mirror nailed into the door of the locker, grabbing a spray out of her bag and spraying it onto her hair while brushing it swiftly. “Aww.. did mom not have enough time to do your hair today? Or does she just not care for you?” Spoke a voice behind her, Galvana turned around and saw no one. Then she looked down, it was Plixie. “You have no room to talk imp. At least my mother still lives in the same house as me.” Plixie gasped sharply, he was about to make a comeback when the bell rang, he gave her the death stare and flew away like a mosquito drawn to blood. Galvana quickly slammed her locker and sped walk to her class, still spraying and caressing her hair.

She opened her class’s door with a powerful kick, sitting down at the first empty spot and finally finishing fixing her hair. There were a lot of overlapping voices throughout the whole classroom, Scaratar and Loodvigg were talking in the back as usual while Blassoom was infodumping about ecosystems to Hornacle. Galvana usually had someone to talk to, but ever since Vhamp had skipped a grade she found herself bored; even if she did have other friends she enjoyed talking to Vhamp the most and missed them.

She looked up from her desk and noticed the teacher wasn’t in the classroom, her gaze fell on the doorframe and Galvana hurriedly got up and walked to the door. She stared at the doorknob for a few seconds before twisting it with force, exiting the classroom and sprinting to her school's front doors.

BBB Middle School’s safety patrol team was working on securing the doors until a sudden flash had gone through their way. They didn’t care enough to worry about it, soon locking the doors and going to their class. Galvana scurried her way to the highschool which was next to the middle school’s building, she knew her way in. She unhinged a window and crawled into the first floor, looking for a gold and blue pipe organ. Galvana wandered around the various hallways and doors before finally finding Vhamp, she almost immediately threw herself onto them. “Vhamp!! Hi! How are you doing? Is Attmoz messing with you? How are classes?” Galvana asked frantically, she had been acting like she hadn't seen Vhamp in several years! “Oh. Hello, I’m doing nice. Uh. I don’t know who Attmoz is and classes are fine.” Vhamp generally sounded uninterested in what she had asked, but that’s how they always sounded. “Great!! I don’t usually uh, ask for favors but could you hide me somewhere? It’s boring in middle school..” “You asked me that on Friday.” “Did not, but please? It’s really dull without you vhampsie..” Galvana’s tone confused Vhamp, it almost sounded like she was joking when she wasn’t. Vhamp eventually ceased and brought her to their class, trying their best to hide her in their open back.

“Ugghhh… I hate math, they should’ve stopped at fractions!” wailed out a familiar voice, their tone snobbish and complaining. Galvana didn’t want to think who it was, but when Vhamp had rolled into the room it was who she had suspected. Her older brother, Attmoz. “Its okay Moz’, it’ll pass eventually!” “...Yeah, I guess you’re right, Glaish. Though math is still a horri… GALVANA?” Attmoz quickly rose from his slouched resting position, springing to his feet instantaneously and started squinting his one eye. “Attmoz? Eww, god how does your look change so quickly? You look absolutely rancid!” Galvana spoke strongly, she genuinely sounded disgusted. “Oh, is he not supposed to look like that? He has always looked like this arriving at school, every single day for every 180 days of school.” Vhamp said, unfazed until they saw Galvana’s infuriated face. “So… Every. Single. Day. He comes to school looking like this huh…? Even when I spend more time on his ‘delicate’ and ‘elegant’ hair than I do on my whole look..”

Galvana was obviously trying to hide her impatience for Attmoz, it not working with Attmoz visibly sweating. Attmoz was 2 years older than her, but she could very well strike him into a pile of ash at any given time. “Nono, look you’ve got it all wrong sis! It’s actually becau…because of a phenomenon of my species! You see, we’re known to always look like this, no matter how hard we try! You’ve just gotta believe me dudette.." Attmoz’s resonance was convincing to Glaishur and Vhamp, but Galvana didn’t buy it. "It’s not your species' fault. I swear Attmoz when we get home I am going t-” The school’s speakers blared their loud seemingly hissing noise, a few mic taps later and the grown voice on the other end had finally spoken. “Galvana Celestialia to the principal’s office. Now.” Galvana froze for a few seconds before letting out a loud, exasperated groan. She freed herself from Vhamp’s back and groggily walked out of the door, trying to distract herself from Attmoz’s obnoxious giggling behind her.

When she got into the hallway she looked to her left, then her right and repeated this process several times before finally making a run for it; crawling out of the same window and back into the middle school through another window. Galvana darted towards her class in a blur, bursting the door open with an electrical force so hard she almost fell to the floor. Her teacher was undaunted, so Galvana sat in the seat she was originally in and slumped over her desk, rapidly panting.

“Hey.. are you okay? You seemed to run into our classroom more hastily than usual, did they finally catch you?” Galvana fixated her glare towards the voice, which was Blassoom. They had seemed to try to keep it low, their voice a mere whisper from the teacher’s. “Yuupp.. That principal’s got a way with their voice because damn their voice was harsh.” Galvana tried to make her voice sound unserious, although it didn’t work since Blassoom still looked fairly concerned. “Oh.. Do you know what monster they could be? Ooh, maybe Candelavra! They’re portrayed to be feisty right?” “Hm.. maybe. I’ll ask my brother to look in it, thanks for asking by the way.” “No problem, just tell me if you feel down okay? Our greenhouse has a wide range of comforting and welcoming monsters! They both nodded in agreement and turned back to the teacher, who had seemed to be lost in their words and only paid attention to the board. Galvana let out an overexaggerated sigh, Mondays were the worst, what else could possibly be in store for her?