Moony

The school bell couldn't have rung fast enough. As soon as possible, you grab your bag and start heading for the exit door. Just as you reach out for the door, Moony, the clown girl from Night School, appears directly in front of you dressed in her typical makeup and outfit. You swear that all you did was blink before she did so. Your hand is already in motion, and you wind up pressing your hand into Moony's breast, making a loud comical horn honk.

"Oh, shit! Sorry!" You leap back in shock as if you touched fire. You had felt up Moony plenty of times before and you knew her boobs had the tendency to make that sound, but this time was an accident, and you don't want to offend her. Moony makes an exaggerated expression, dropping her mouth in shock and throwing her arms around her breasts. A moment passes before she starts laughing.

You can't help but laugh alongside her. "Don't scare me like that, Moony! What are you even doing here? Don't you have class tonight?"

The clown girl holds up her phone and taps it. You've been with her enough to understand her mannerisms and what she tries to say. "You texted me? About Crystal?"

Crystal's voice comes from behind you. "Who's texting about me on school grounds?"

You turn around to see Crystal glaring daggers at Moony. "And what on EARTH is she wearing?! This isn't a circus, lady! There's a dress code for a reason!"

"Uh, Crystal?" You say, hoping to calm her down. "She's with the Night School. The Night Principal cleared her outfit as 'okay.'"

"Be that as it may, she's here during the day now," Crystal snaps. "Meaning she has to follow the day class rules. And that makeup and costume violate a lot of them."

Crystal is about to write in her clipboard when Moony grabs her pen from her hand. She somehow manages to collapse the pen in her hands before showing off that it's disappeared. She gives a wave of her fingers to Crystal, who stands there annoyed.

"Okay, we can add destruction of school property to your sentence," she says. "Lucky, I got spares."

She writes something on a slip of paper before handing it to Moony. Unfazed, the clown girl folds the slip into an origami bird before sending it soaring away. The paper bird somehow flaps its wings and chirps as it flies away down the hall. This isn't the first time you've seen Moony do something like this, but Crystal hasn't. She can only stand flabbergasted at the trick. "What the...how did you do that?!"

Moony makes a cute shrug, pretending that she doesn't know. You smile as you realize Moony's trying her magic tricks and charm to make Crystal laugh. It's what endears everyone to her once they meet her. No one has been immune to the quirky girl's charms.

Crystal quickly returns to her old self. She practically rips off the top layers of paper on her clipboard and angrily scribbles something down. "You know what? That just earned you a month of detention!"

She pulls off a laminated paper and thrusts it into Moony's chest. No comical horn sound is made this time. "You'll have to report every night after your classes. Don't like it? Take it up with both principals."

Crystal gives you one final look before she storms off. "I'll deal with you later."

As the Hall Monitor walks away, you look back at Moony. She seems to be frozen in place, still smiling and holding her detention paper.

"Uh, Moony? You okay?" You ask.

Moony slowly waves a hand down over her face. As she does so, her cheerful smile becomes a contorted scowl of rage. You've seen Moony annoyed before, but you've never seen her this mad.

Then, she waves her back up, changing her expression to a mischievous, almost evil smirk. She makes a low chuckle while making eye contact with you.

"Moony? You're scaring me more than usual right now," you say.

Moony just looks down at her detention paper and continues to smile.