Miley and the pod went into shocked silence.
“WHAT did I just hear you say, Maria?!” Vicky demanded again.
“Um... oh hay,” Maria lied nervously.
“Nooo,” Vicky shook her head. “I believe I heard something quite different.”
“Um... we brought you some p... presents. OPEN THEM!” Logan pointed at her bedside.
“I heard you refer to me as a 'fake friend'. That you just wanted to know why I was friends with Katie,” Vicky forged on. “Is this correct?”
“Left leg up, crap 3 times. Come on everyone, let's do it,” Conrad said, clapping.
“Is it correct??” Vicky demanded yet again.
“YES!” Miley screamed. The pod turned to face her. “YOU'RE BEING USED! THEY NEVER WANTED TO BE YOUR REAL FRIENDS, BOQAY?!”
“Well, THAAAANKS!” Maria screamed.
Vicky was silent for the longest of times. The only thing assuring she was still alive was the beeping monitor next to her bed.
“Get out,” Vicky finally broke the silence. “I never thought someone could disappoint me as much as Sara did when she betrayed me. But I was wrong. I never wanted to see your sad, sickly faces again. Get. Out.”
The 4 darted out of the room as fast as they could.
Inside, Vicky didn't feel anger. Just blank emptiness.
After a while of just floating there, she felt something moving around next to her bed.
She opened her eyes.
It was Katie.
“Oh, hi Vicky,” Katie smiled. Vicky noticed Katie was holding something – the cord to the IV machine.
“What...,” was all Vicky could say. She already felt drowsy.
“Shh, the nurses don't know I'm in here. And I can't have you giving me away!”
Vicky could feel sudden pressure on her head, as though something heavy had struck her.
But she couldn't feel the pain...
“All right then,” Katie said cheerfully. “Now that she's out of the way, time to move on. Hmm, I wonder what happens if I turned off this Britemiscope nozzle...!”
Friday, July 17, 2009
Chapter 79 - Visit
The 2 desks next to Maria in Noriega's class were empty.
One belonged to Sara, who was currently on the run from the law. If she was caught, she would be forced to go to Juvi, or maybe the Witness Protection Program.
The other belonged to Vicky, who was in the hospitcal for a fractured skull and possible concussion.
Maria sat, staring at the desks for the entire class. When the bell rang, she hurried to catch up the Logan and Conrad.
“We should go visit her,” Maria said.
“Who, Sara? No way! Freckles texted me,” Conrad's voice dropped to a whisper. “She's hiding with Gargillya.”
“I meant Vicky,” Maria replied.
“Yeah. Since Amy left, the slot for her BFF is open. We should go,” Logan said.
Behind them, Katie walked by.
“Or, at least before SHE does.”
Maria, Logan, Conrad, and Miley drove to the hospital on Sunday. Sonya was already there, and led them up to Vicky's room.
“Careful,” Sonya said outside the door. “She's sleeping.”
The 4 walked in. Vicky's head was on a Britemiscope pillow. Britemiscope was an invisible gas that made the are of injury easier to heal. The pillow's fabric was covered in it. Without it, Vicky would fall into a concussion, and never wake up.
The 4 stood there silently.
“Let's adjust the Britemiscope nozzle!” Maria said.
“Touch that and she dies,” Miley said quickly. “Let's just wait here until she wakes up.”
The 4 waited for half an hour. Sonya came in with a platter of sandwhiches.
“I HATE sandwhiches!” Conrad screamed, throwing his at the wall.
When Sonya left 15 minutes later, Maria sighed angrily.
“You know, this is a huge favor for someone who isn't really our friend,” Maria vented angrily.
“What?” Logan asked.
Over on the hospital bed, Vicky's eyes fluttered open. She saw Miley and the pod sitting in front of her, discussing something.
They didn't notice that she was awake.
“This is so annoying! Why do we have to wait here for our fake friend? We should just force her to tell her the secret, instead of putting on this whole charade!” Maria cried.
“Maria, calm down! She's not COMPLETELY our fake friend!” Conrad cried.
“Beg to differ,” Maria growled.
“Excuse me?” a voice asked.
It was Vicky.
One belonged to Sara, who was currently on the run from the law. If she was caught, she would be forced to go to Juvi, or maybe the Witness Protection Program.
The other belonged to Vicky, who was in the hospitcal for a fractured skull and possible concussion.
Maria sat, staring at the desks for the entire class. When the bell rang, she hurried to catch up the Logan and Conrad.
“We should go visit her,” Maria said.
“Who, Sara? No way! Freckles texted me,” Conrad's voice dropped to a whisper. “She's hiding with Gargillya.”
“I meant Vicky,” Maria replied.
“Yeah. Since Amy left, the slot for her BFF is open. We should go,” Logan said.
Behind them, Katie walked by.
“Or, at least before SHE does.”
Maria, Logan, Conrad, and Miley drove to the hospital on Sunday. Sonya was already there, and led them up to Vicky's room.
“Careful,” Sonya said outside the door. “She's sleeping.”
The 4 walked in. Vicky's head was on a Britemiscope pillow. Britemiscope was an invisible gas that made the are of injury easier to heal. The pillow's fabric was covered in it. Without it, Vicky would fall into a concussion, and never wake up.
The 4 stood there silently.
“Let's adjust the Britemiscope nozzle!” Maria said.
“Touch that and she dies,” Miley said quickly. “Let's just wait here until she wakes up.”
The 4 waited for half an hour. Sonya came in with a platter of sandwhiches.
“I HATE sandwhiches!” Conrad screamed, throwing his at the wall.
When Sonya left 15 minutes later, Maria sighed angrily.
“You know, this is a huge favor for someone who isn't really our friend,” Maria vented angrily.
“What?” Logan asked.
Over on the hospital bed, Vicky's eyes fluttered open. She saw Miley and the pod sitting in front of her, discussing something.
They didn't notice that she was awake.
“This is so annoying! Why do we have to wait here for our fake friend? We should just force her to tell her the secret, instead of putting on this whole charade!” Maria cried.
“Maria, calm down! She's not COMPLETELY our fake friend!” Conrad cried.
“Beg to differ,” Maria growled.
“Excuse me?” a voice asked.
It was Vicky.
Chapter 78 Vicky's Random New Friends
Sara was lying on her bed doing her homework like normal when the door burst open, and a dozen people walked in.
“Whoa, OK!” she said.
Vicky led the group. Maria, Logan, Conrad, and Katie followed. Behind them were the 7 highest ranked posse girls.
Vicky was dressed in a snow-leopard fur coat, a feathered cap, purple sunglasses, and was holding a bejewled cane.
“What are you DOING?!” Sara shouted.
“Silence the girl,” Vicky snapped her fingers.
2 posse girls rushed forward.
“No!” Maria quickly put up her hands in front of them. “It's OK, Trisha and Quincy.”
“TRISHA and QUINCY?!” Sara screamed.
“HAY!” Vicky barked angrily. “You watch that toilet hole where your mouth should be.”
“You watch your face its blinding me,” Sara retorted.
Vicky growled and left to the next room, followed by Katie and the brainless posse girls.
“What is going on here? This is disturbing!” Sara whispered.
“Vicky said that she is establishing a new tradition in which her 11 closest friends are invited to her room every night for cookies and vodka,” Conrad explained.
“WHAT?!”
Vicky waltzed back in, a bottle of vodka in each hand. Sara ran forward and grabbed them.
“You have just made the biggest mistake of your life, honcakes,” Vicky growled furiously, reaching for the bottles.
“NO! This is still part my room too! If you need to get drunk, do it somewhere else!” Sara demanded, moving the bottles out of Vicky's grasp.
The pod secretly cheered for her on the inside.
Vicky reached for the bottles again. Sara lifted them above her head.
“You have 10 seconds to give me the bottles, sister,” Vicky hissed. The pod had never seen her so malicious.
“You want 'em so much?” Sara demanded through gritted teeth. She was clearly seething with anger. “HERE! YOU CAN HAVE 'EM!!”
She slammed both bottles over Vicky's head. They cracked, spewing vodka all over the carpeted floor. Vicky instantly collapsed. Vodka splashed everywhere.
Without a second of hesitation, Sara darted for the door. What she did was illegal. Posse girls tried to grab her, but she dodged them.
“GO! GO! GO!” the pod cheered.
After all, there was no way Vicky could hear them!
“Whoa, OK!” she said.
Vicky led the group. Maria, Logan, Conrad, and Katie followed. Behind them were the 7 highest ranked posse girls.
Vicky was dressed in a snow-leopard fur coat, a feathered cap, purple sunglasses, and was holding a bejewled cane.
“What are you DOING?!” Sara shouted.
“Silence the girl,” Vicky snapped her fingers.
2 posse girls rushed forward.
“No!” Maria quickly put up her hands in front of them. “It's OK, Trisha and Quincy.”
“TRISHA and QUINCY?!” Sara screamed.
“HAY!” Vicky barked angrily. “You watch that toilet hole where your mouth should be.”
“You watch your face its blinding me,” Sara retorted.
Vicky growled and left to the next room, followed by Katie and the brainless posse girls.
“What is going on here? This is disturbing!” Sara whispered.
“Vicky said that she is establishing a new tradition in which her 11 closest friends are invited to her room every night for cookies and vodka,” Conrad explained.
“WHAT?!”
Vicky waltzed back in, a bottle of vodka in each hand. Sara ran forward and grabbed them.
“You have just made the biggest mistake of your life, honcakes,” Vicky growled furiously, reaching for the bottles.
“NO! This is still part my room too! If you need to get drunk, do it somewhere else!” Sara demanded, moving the bottles out of Vicky's grasp.
The pod secretly cheered for her on the inside.
Vicky reached for the bottles again. Sara lifted them above her head.
“You have 10 seconds to give me the bottles, sister,” Vicky hissed. The pod had never seen her so malicious.
“You want 'em so much?” Sara demanded through gritted teeth. She was clearly seething with anger. “HERE! YOU CAN HAVE 'EM!!”
She slammed both bottles over Vicky's head. They cracked, spewing vodka all over the carpeted floor. Vicky instantly collapsed. Vodka splashed everywhere.
Without a second of hesitation, Sara darted for the door. What she did was illegal. Posse girls tried to grab her, but she dodged them.
“GO! GO! GO!” the pod cheered.
After all, there was no way Vicky could hear them!
Chapter 77 Seeking Amy
“Let's try to find Vicky. One of us needs to become her BFF, remember?” Logan asked.
“Well, duh. And Katie has the category locked up, I would say” Conrad replied.
“Sara said being her friend would be very trying,” Maria said.
Vicky walked up to them.
“What's trying?” she asked.
“Um... the Climb,” Maria quickly said.
“By any chance would you have seen my BFF Amy? We were supposed to meet here,” Vicky said.
“AMY?!” all 3 cried.
“Who the HECK is Amy?” Logan asked.
“My BFF. You'll be able to find her because her hair is 7 feet long and shaped like a tongue,” Vicky explained.
The pod quickly split up. The goal: find Amy before Vicky or Katie.
Just as Logan passed a shrub, he heard a sniffling.
“Huh?”
He stepped back. A hunched figure was crying in the middle of the bush.
“Amy?”
Amy turned around.
“Oh hay completely random stranger. I'm sad,” Amy said.
“Why?”
“Because I got my hair caught in a food processor and it all came off,” Amy sobbed.
“Hay can you tell me Vicky's dark secret? Like why she's friends with Katie?” Logan asked.
“No way! Jasmine told Allison that after Kris tried to figure out Vicky's secret, Danny almost killed him!”
She sighed.
“None of that would have happened if Vicky hadn't given Matt a second chance. Adam was already about to kill him anyway.”
“Just tell me!” Logan said.
“I cannot tell you, Logan Grace!”
“WHY?!”
“This is gonna sound weird, but I don't really... exist,” Amy confessed.
“You know what? I really don't care.”
Logan got up. Maria and Conrad were standing behind him.
“I find Amy. But she's too weird to even bother,” Logan said.
Conrad ducked down into the bush.
“All I found was this letter,” he said upon resurfacing.
It read:
“Dear Logan Grace,
I'm sorry I couldn't stay in this dimension any longer. Cybertron was in danger, and I had to go help it.
Tell Vicky I had to go home and rethink my life.
See you in 73 years!
If not your friend, yo inner gansta
Amy Zornkle
Freethinker.”
“Well, duh. And Katie has the category locked up, I would say” Conrad replied.
“Sara said being her friend would be very trying,” Maria said.
Vicky walked up to them.
“What's trying?” she asked.
“Um... the Climb,” Maria quickly said.
“By any chance would you have seen my BFF Amy? We were supposed to meet here,” Vicky said.
“AMY?!” all 3 cried.
“Who the HECK is Amy?” Logan asked.
“My BFF. You'll be able to find her because her hair is 7 feet long and shaped like a tongue,” Vicky explained.
The pod quickly split up. The goal: find Amy before Vicky or Katie.
Just as Logan passed a shrub, he heard a sniffling.
“Huh?”
He stepped back. A hunched figure was crying in the middle of the bush.
“Amy?”
Amy turned around.
“Oh hay completely random stranger. I'm sad,” Amy said.
“Why?”
“Because I got my hair caught in a food processor and it all came off,” Amy sobbed.
“Hay can you tell me Vicky's dark secret? Like why she's friends with Katie?” Logan asked.
“No way! Jasmine told Allison that after Kris tried to figure out Vicky's secret, Danny almost killed him!”
She sighed.
“None of that would have happened if Vicky hadn't given Matt a second chance. Adam was already about to kill him anyway.”
“Just tell me!” Logan said.
“I cannot tell you, Logan Grace!”
“WHY?!”
“This is gonna sound weird, but I don't really... exist,” Amy confessed.
“You know what? I really don't care.”
Logan got up. Maria and Conrad were standing behind him.
“I find Amy. But she's too weird to even bother,” Logan said.
Conrad ducked down into the bush.
“All I found was this letter,” he said upon resurfacing.
It read:
“Dear Logan Grace,
I'm sorry I couldn't stay in this dimension any longer. Cybertron was in danger, and I had to go help it.
Tell Vicky I had to go home and rethink my life.
See you in 73 years!
If not your friend, yo inner gansta
Amy Zornkle
Freethinker.”
Chapter 76 SmilesGo4Miles
“Well that was so much fun,” Conrad said. The 3 were riding the Gagabot to Conrad's house.
“Who knew Lady Gaga could fly!” Maria exclaimed.
“If Vicky's idea of fun includes starving ourselves and watching her little sister get attacked by famous llamas, I'm not sure I can be her friend anymore,” Logan said.
“You're right. It's too much work,” Maria agreed.
“How does Sara do it!?” Conrad demanded.
“Maybe we can ask Sara how to get Vicky to confess a dark secret!” Maria cried.
“Brilliant,” Logan said.
“But how to contact her...,” Conrad wondered.
“I believe she's on AIM regularly,” Maria said.
They parked outside of Conrad's home, and climbed down the rope ladder into his hidden house.
Freckles was on the computer.
“NO NO!” Conrad yelled, grabbing the water squirter. “What did I tell you about going on the Internet?! For all I know, you could be hiring a hitman!”
Freckles leaped off the chair, hissing angrily. Logan and Maria stepped back in shock.
“I'm gonna go crap in your bed,” Freckles whispered. Conrad's eyes grew large. “I'm gonna take a pooper all over it. It's gonna stink. It'll stink for days. And you'll ask me to clean it. But I never will!”
He growled, and hurried away.
“Why do we need to contact Sara now? Can't we just, um, wait a week?” Logan asked.
“This is just in case there's another playdate she has secretly planned,” Conrad replied.
“I have Sara's AIM account. It's 'SmilesGo4Miles',” Maria said.
Maria signed in to her AIM. Sara was signed on, to no one's surprise.
x77xMariax77x: Hay
SmilesGo4Miles: hay
x77xmariax77x: how does one extract a dark secret from Victoria Joe Apple?
SmilesGo4Miles: Y?
X77xmariax77x: just curious
Smilesgo4miles: have u passed the friend exam?
X77xmariax77x: yes
Smilesgo4miles: usually, she only tells her sister or her current BFF her secret
x77xmariax77x: u were her BFF some time ago. Can u tel me her secrets?
Smilesgo4miles: no, i pinky-squared!
Dragongirlboo has signed in at 9:10:01PM
“Who's dragongirlboo?!” Conrad asked.
“VICKY!” Maria screamed, seeing the girl's pic. “She'll see the chat and know all about us!”
“BLOCK HER!” Logan yelled.
Click!
'Dragongirlboo will no longer be able to enter x77xmariax77x's chats'
The pod wiped their foreheads.
DGokeyFTW has signed in at 9:10:08PM
Smilesgo4miles: hay Vicky!
DgokeyFTW: hay! Wat u girls talking about?
X77xmariax77x: FREAKIN
DgokeyFTW will no longer be able to enter x77xmariax77x's chats.
IH8Apples has signed in at 9:10:13PM
IH8Apples: STOP BLOCKING ME
x77xmariax77x: k
IH8Apples: wat were u 2 talking about...?
x77xmariax77x: NOTHING
Y?
?????
?
DONT SCROLL UP TO SEE
CREEPER
IH8Apples: k
Smilesgo4miles: Now what?
X77xmariax77x has signed off at 9:10:21PM
“Phyew,” the pod leaned back, filled with relief.
“That was incredibly close,” Logan said.
A horrible smell reached the room.
“FREAKIN' FRECKLES!!” Conrad screamed, and sprinted out of the room.
“Who knew Lady Gaga could fly!” Maria exclaimed.
“If Vicky's idea of fun includes starving ourselves and watching her little sister get attacked by famous llamas, I'm not sure I can be her friend anymore,” Logan said.
“You're right. It's too much work,” Maria agreed.
“How does Sara do it!?” Conrad demanded.
“Maybe we can ask Sara how to get Vicky to confess a dark secret!” Maria cried.
“Brilliant,” Logan said.
“But how to contact her...,” Conrad wondered.
“I believe she's on AIM regularly,” Maria said.
They parked outside of Conrad's home, and climbed down the rope ladder into his hidden house.
Freckles was on the computer.
“NO NO!” Conrad yelled, grabbing the water squirter. “What did I tell you about going on the Internet?! For all I know, you could be hiring a hitman!”
Freckles leaped off the chair, hissing angrily. Logan and Maria stepped back in shock.
“I'm gonna go crap in your bed,” Freckles whispered. Conrad's eyes grew large. “I'm gonna take a pooper all over it. It's gonna stink. It'll stink for days. And you'll ask me to clean it. But I never will!”
He growled, and hurried away.
“Why do we need to contact Sara now? Can't we just, um, wait a week?” Logan asked.
“This is just in case there's another playdate she has secretly planned,” Conrad replied.
“I have Sara's AIM account. It's 'SmilesGo4Miles',” Maria said.
Maria signed in to her AIM. Sara was signed on, to no one's surprise.
x77xMariax77x: Hay
SmilesGo4Miles: hay
x77xmariax77x: how does one extract a dark secret from Victoria Joe Apple?
SmilesGo4Miles: Y?
X77xmariax77x: just curious
Smilesgo4miles: have u passed the friend exam?
X77xmariax77x: yes
Smilesgo4miles: usually, she only tells her sister or her current BFF her secret
x77xmariax77x: u were her BFF some time ago. Can u tel me her secrets?
Smilesgo4miles: no, i pinky-squared!
Dragongirlboo has signed in at 9:10:01PM
“Who's dragongirlboo?!” Conrad asked.
“VICKY!” Maria screamed, seeing the girl's pic. “She'll see the chat and know all about us!”
“BLOCK HER!” Logan yelled.
Click!
'Dragongirlboo will no longer be able to enter x77xmariax77x's chats'
The pod wiped their foreheads.
DGokeyFTW has signed in at 9:10:08PM
Smilesgo4miles: hay Vicky!
DgokeyFTW: hay! Wat u girls talking about?
X77xmariax77x: FREAKIN
DgokeyFTW will no longer be able to enter x77xmariax77x's chats.
IH8Apples has signed in at 9:10:13PM
IH8Apples: STOP BLOCKING ME
x77xmariax77x: k
IH8Apples: wat were u 2 talking about...?
x77xmariax77x: NOTHING
Y?
?????
?
DONT SCROLL UP TO SEE
CREEPER
IH8Apples: k
Smilesgo4miles: Now what?
X77xmariax77x has signed off at 9:10:21PM
“Phyew,” the pod leaned back, filled with relief.
“That was incredibly close,” Logan said.
A horrible smell reached the room.
“FREAKIN' FRECKLES!!” Conrad screamed, and sprinted out of the room.
Chapter 75 Playdate
Vicky put on beautiful blue lipstick, which complimented her fluffy ponytail.
It was the March/April break. The school year was coming to a close, and Vicky had 3 new friends. Life was awesome!
Vicky put on huge, red plastic earrings.
“Can I come PLEASE?” Sonya moaned from the doorway.
“No! The 4 of us are going to be doing some pretty adult stuff,” Vicky instantly lied.
“You're going to McDonalds and the llama freakin' petting zoo,” Sonya contradicted.
“You contradict me!” Vicky gasped.
“If you don't let me go, I'll speak word of your third greatest fear around people who know you!” Sonya threatened.
“WTF!” Vicky shouted.
“Bring. Me,” Sonya murmured just so Vicky could hear.
“Boqay persuasive!” Vicky said.
Sonya danced wildly with triumph.
Maria, Logan, and Conrad carefully sat down on one side of the table. Vicky and Sonya were on the other.
“I can't wait until we meet Mariposa, the new-born llama!” Sonya giggled.
“Yeah. I bet its fur is fluffy like Vicky's hair,” Logan said.
“I'm SO glad to be here,” Vicky said, clearly delighted. “WAAAAITER!!”
“Vicky we go up to order!” Conrad said.
“Blood pressure,” Sonya gently reminded her sister, patting her shoulder softly.
Maria then ordered 5 Happy Meals.
“Omg I got Mariposa!” Sonya exclaimed, pulling a miniature llama toy out of her bag.
“I got Allison Iraheta's birth certificate!” Conrad shouted.
“DSi!” Logan cried.
“Wth a freakin' used wig,” Maria muttered.
Logan opened the bag.
“Wow. 7 french fries and a bathroom cup of lemonade...,” he said.
When Vicky and Sonya finished eating 45 minutes later, they got up and walked to Karl Buckyman's Llama Petting Zoo of Fate.
“MARIPOSA!” Sonya screamed, running off deep into the zoo. Vicky sprinted after her.
“For the greater good,” Maria said.
“Huh?” Logan asked.
“She's right. This is for the greater good,” Conrad said, as Mariposa attacked Sonya in the background, and Vicky screamed horribly.
“SOMEONE SHOULD CALL 911!” Vicky screamed, jumping up and down. Sonya accidentally dropped her toy Mariposa onto the ground, which the real Mariposa violently devoured.
The pod jogged up silently. Sonya was laying limply on the ground, and Mariposa was attacking other tourists. Foam dripped from its mouth.
“IT HAS RABIES!” someone screamed.
An employee raced out, shooting Mariposa with a dart.
It immediately collapsed.
Vicky sprinted over to Sonya, who by now had passed out.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, feeling for a pulse.
“Am... am I in Heavan?” Sonya asked weakly. In the background, Mariposa's limp figure was being dragged away.
“How did this wild fight start?” Logan asked.
“Well... Mariposa spit in my face like llamas tend to do, but I got mad and slapped its face twice, and then it just... got all up in everyone's face,” Sonya recounted.
“That's interesting,” Maria noted.
“Yeah. Um, can we go home, I'm feeling kind of...”
Sonya passed out again.
Maria, Logan, Conrad, and Vicky lifted Sonya and carried her home.
“I'm really sorry about this,” Vicky apologized yet again at the doorstep. “Really REALLY sorry. Sonya's of a queasy heart. She gets nervous around llamas, especially famous ones. Sorry this playdate didn't turn out like you wanted it to - “
“It's OK!” Logan screamed.
“It's SO OK!” Conrad added.
“Please stop apologizing!” Maria pleaded desperately.
“See you next Tuesday when school starts!” Vicky said.
“It starts Monday,” Logan corrected.
Vicky slammed the door shut.
“MOTHER!” Vicky screamed up the staircase. “Sonya needs the llama medicine!”
“AGAIN?!” her mom called back.
It was the March/April break. The school year was coming to a close, and Vicky had 3 new friends. Life was awesome!
Vicky put on huge, red plastic earrings.
“Can I come PLEASE?” Sonya moaned from the doorway.
“No! The 4 of us are going to be doing some pretty adult stuff,” Vicky instantly lied.
“You're going to McDonalds and the llama freakin' petting zoo,” Sonya contradicted.
“You contradict me!” Vicky gasped.
“If you don't let me go, I'll speak word of your third greatest fear around people who know you!” Sonya threatened.
“WTF!” Vicky shouted.
“Bring. Me,” Sonya murmured just so Vicky could hear.
“Boqay persuasive!” Vicky said.
Sonya danced wildly with triumph.
Maria, Logan, and Conrad carefully sat down on one side of the table. Vicky and Sonya were on the other.
“I can't wait until we meet Mariposa, the new-born llama!” Sonya giggled.
“Yeah. I bet its fur is fluffy like Vicky's hair,” Logan said.
“I'm SO glad to be here,” Vicky said, clearly delighted. “WAAAAITER!!”
“Vicky we go up to order!” Conrad said.
“Blood pressure,” Sonya gently reminded her sister, patting her shoulder softly.
Maria then ordered 5 Happy Meals.
“Omg I got Mariposa!” Sonya exclaimed, pulling a miniature llama toy out of her bag.
“I got Allison Iraheta's birth certificate!” Conrad shouted.
“DSi!” Logan cried.
“Wth a freakin' used wig,” Maria muttered.
Logan opened the bag.
“Wow. 7 french fries and a bathroom cup of lemonade...,” he said.
When Vicky and Sonya finished eating 45 minutes later, they got up and walked to Karl Buckyman's Llama Petting Zoo of Fate.
“MARIPOSA!” Sonya screamed, running off deep into the zoo. Vicky sprinted after her.
“For the greater good,” Maria said.
“Huh?” Logan asked.
“She's right. This is for the greater good,” Conrad said, as Mariposa attacked Sonya in the background, and Vicky screamed horribly.
“SOMEONE SHOULD CALL 911!” Vicky screamed, jumping up and down. Sonya accidentally dropped her toy Mariposa onto the ground, which the real Mariposa violently devoured.
The pod jogged up silently. Sonya was laying limply on the ground, and Mariposa was attacking other tourists. Foam dripped from its mouth.
“IT HAS RABIES!” someone screamed.
An employee raced out, shooting Mariposa with a dart.
It immediately collapsed.
Vicky sprinted over to Sonya, who by now had passed out.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, feeling for a pulse.
“Am... am I in Heavan?” Sonya asked weakly. In the background, Mariposa's limp figure was being dragged away.
“How did this wild fight start?” Logan asked.
“Well... Mariposa spit in my face like llamas tend to do, but I got mad and slapped its face twice, and then it just... got all up in everyone's face,” Sonya recounted.
“That's interesting,” Maria noted.
“Yeah. Um, can we go home, I'm feeling kind of...”
Sonya passed out again.
Maria, Logan, Conrad, and Vicky lifted Sonya and carried her home.
“I'm really sorry about this,” Vicky apologized yet again at the doorstep. “Really REALLY sorry. Sonya's of a queasy heart. She gets nervous around llamas, especially famous ones. Sorry this playdate didn't turn out like you wanted it to - “
“It's OK!” Logan screamed.
“It's SO OK!” Conrad added.
“Please stop apologizing!” Maria pleaded desperately.
“See you next Tuesday when school starts!” Vicky said.
“It starts Monday,” Logan corrected.
Vicky slammed the door shut.
“MOTHER!” Vicky screamed up the staircase. “Sonya needs the llama medicine!”
“AGAIN?!” her mom called back.
Chapter 74 Training
Miley was surprised to see that Logan and Conrad were yet again watching the climb training.
“You know, this is supposed to be private...,” Miley said.
“Not anymore, hon,” Logan said. “We need training for Vicky's friend exam.”
“Yeah,” Maria said.
“Idk. Whatever. Come with me,” Miley said, and then jogged off into the forest.
The pod followed silently.
“Vine swinging!” Miley announced proudly when they caught up.
“What?” Conrad asked intensely.
“Today, I shall teach you the art of Monkey Wings, more commonly referred to as vine swinging,” Miley explained.
“I call first!” Logan cried.
“Oh go right ahead,” Maria smiled politely.
Logan deftly climbed up a gnarled tree.
“The climb!” Maria gasped.
He grabbed a vine hanging from a branch so high up that it was out of sight.
“Where do I swing to?” he asked Miley.
“Um another tree?” Miley replied.
Logan jumped off the branch. The vine swung deeper into the forest, out of sight.
“Just wait,” Miley said.
(Half an hour later)
“Huuummmm,” Maria meditated.
Logan's vine swung back, though Logan was no longer on it.
“Boqay Conrad's turn,” Miley said quickly.
Conrad climbed up the tree.
“The climb!” Maria gasped again.
“Would you stop that?!” Miley snapped.
“Oh hay guys,” Logan said, walking towards them from the complete opposite direction the vine had come.
Conrad gently jumped off the branch. Rather than calmly gliding to the next tree, he completely flipped over upside down, and then slammed into an eagle's nest somewhere further up the tree.
“Oh hay mother eagle,” Conrad said to an eagle sitting on some eggs.
Maria climbed up the tree.
“Here goes nothing,” she shrugged. She jumped, just as the vine spontaneously combusted in a huge burst of flames.
“NOOOOOO!”
Maria stopped, dropped, and rolled. Miley and Logan sprinted over to her.
“What the heck just happened?!” Logan asked, as Conrad rode an eagle to the forest floor in the background.
“Are you boqay?!” Miley cried to Maria's face.
“Yeah. Things like that always happen. Me and Gabby communicate through signal fires,” Maria explained.
“Next, we are going to interact with animal life,” Miley explained.
“Sweet finally I get to eat beaver meat!” Logan cheered.
“No,” Miley said. “No. We will not be eating these creatures. Instead, we shall be harnessing each one's unique abilities to our own advantage in a nonthreatening and gentle manner,” Miley elaborated.
“Fork and bib, please,” Logan ordered.
Miley shot him in the head.
“Look! Sea lions!” Maria exclaimed. She pointed to a flock of sea lions near the ocean water.
“Wait how long were we on a beach? And how long was Supul Academy next to an ocean?” Conrad asked.
“Since you were born, hon,” Miley replied patiently.
“What are we going to do with the sea lions?” Logan asked.
“Ride them across the water from one point to another,” Miley replied.
The pod let out a hideous scream.
Miley cringed, hiding in a cold, dark corner.
“Why did you scream?” she demanded.
“We were letting forth our primal yomm,” Maria answered.
“Meaning?”
“Sea creatures love you, Miley Cyrus,” Conrad lectured harshly. “And you should pay them the due respect.”
“Sea creatures love me?” Miley's eyes twinkled brightly.
“More than you may think,” Maria replied intelligently.
Behind them, the sea lions floated up into the sky.
Miley stared.
“We've been discovered,” a sea lion spoke. “Flee!”
The sea lions flew deep into outer space.
After hours of extensive training, the pod felt ready to take Vicky's friend exam.
“Thanks, Horaldo!” Miley called behind her as the pod ran away.
“It's.... Miley...,” Miley said.
They conveniently found Vicky standing in the middle of the hallway.
“We're ready for the exam!” Conrad said.
“Boqay. Wait here, I'll go get the tigers.”
Vicky jogged away.
“Where does she keep them?!” Logan asked.
“I wonder what she's going to make us do with tigers,” Maria shivered darkly.
“They're gonna kill us!” Conrad gasped.
Vicky came back, her arms filled with tiger animal crackers.
“Oh wait never mind,” Conrad said.
“Animal crackers?” Logan asked.
“Yeah. The test is to see how many animal crackers you guys can eat in one sitting.”
“What factor determines if we pass or fail?” Maria asked.
“Can't tell you. EAT!” Vicky shrieked.
The pod got to work eating the animal crackers. These were the results after an hour:
Maria: 3
Conrad: 703
Logan: 348
Vicky closely examined the numbers.
“You all pass!” she shrieked.
“... How?” Conrad asked.
“As long as the last digit was odd, I passed you,” Vicky explained.
“Mine was even...,” Logan said.
“So we're friends now?” Conrad asked.
“Correct,” Vicky replied.
“How... uncommon,” Maria said.
“Call me tomorrow. We can, um, treat ourselves to a Happy Meal and check out the new petting zoo,” Vicky said, and left, tripping on the way out.
“You know, this is supposed to be private...,” Miley said.
“Not anymore, hon,” Logan said. “We need training for Vicky's friend exam.”
“Yeah,” Maria said.
“Idk. Whatever. Come with me,” Miley said, and then jogged off into the forest.
The pod followed silently.
“Vine swinging!” Miley announced proudly when they caught up.
“What?” Conrad asked intensely.
“Today, I shall teach you the art of Monkey Wings, more commonly referred to as vine swinging,” Miley explained.
“I call first!” Logan cried.
“Oh go right ahead,” Maria smiled politely.
Logan deftly climbed up a gnarled tree.
“The climb!” Maria gasped.
He grabbed a vine hanging from a branch so high up that it was out of sight.
“Where do I swing to?” he asked Miley.
“Um another tree?” Miley replied.
Logan jumped off the branch. The vine swung deeper into the forest, out of sight.
“Just wait,” Miley said.
(Half an hour later)
“Huuummmm,” Maria meditated.
Logan's vine swung back, though Logan was no longer on it.
“Boqay Conrad's turn,” Miley said quickly.
Conrad climbed up the tree.
“The climb!” Maria gasped again.
“Would you stop that?!” Miley snapped.
“Oh hay guys,” Logan said, walking towards them from the complete opposite direction the vine had come.
Conrad gently jumped off the branch. Rather than calmly gliding to the next tree, he completely flipped over upside down, and then slammed into an eagle's nest somewhere further up the tree.
“Oh hay mother eagle,” Conrad said to an eagle sitting on some eggs.
Maria climbed up the tree.
“Here goes nothing,” she shrugged. She jumped, just as the vine spontaneously combusted in a huge burst of flames.
“NOOOOOO!”
Maria stopped, dropped, and rolled. Miley and Logan sprinted over to her.
“What the heck just happened?!” Logan asked, as Conrad rode an eagle to the forest floor in the background.
“Are you boqay?!” Miley cried to Maria's face.
“Yeah. Things like that always happen. Me and Gabby communicate through signal fires,” Maria explained.
“Next, we are going to interact with animal life,” Miley explained.
“Sweet finally I get to eat beaver meat!” Logan cheered.
“No,” Miley said. “No. We will not be eating these creatures. Instead, we shall be harnessing each one's unique abilities to our own advantage in a nonthreatening and gentle manner,” Miley elaborated.
“Fork and bib, please,” Logan ordered.
Miley shot him in the head.
“Look! Sea lions!” Maria exclaimed. She pointed to a flock of sea lions near the ocean water.
“Wait how long were we on a beach? And how long was Supul Academy next to an ocean?” Conrad asked.
“Since you were born, hon,” Miley replied patiently.
“What are we going to do with the sea lions?” Logan asked.
“Ride them across the water from one point to another,” Miley replied.
The pod let out a hideous scream.
Miley cringed, hiding in a cold, dark corner.
“Why did you scream?” she demanded.
“We were letting forth our primal yomm,” Maria answered.
“Meaning?”
“Sea creatures love you, Miley Cyrus,” Conrad lectured harshly. “And you should pay them the due respect.”
“Sea creatures love me?” Miley's eyes twinkled brightly.
“More than you may think,” Maria replied intelligently.
Behind them, the sea lions floated up into the sky.
Miley stared.
“We've been discovered,” a sea lion spoke. “Flee!”
The sea lions flew deep into outer space.
After hours of extensive training, the pod felt ready to take Vicky's friend exam.
“Thanks, Horaldo!” Miley called behind her as the pod ran away.
“It's.... Miley...,” Miley said.
They conveniently found Vicky standing in the middle of the hallway.
“We're ready for the exam!” Conrad said.
“Boqay. Wait here, I'll go get the tigers.”
Vicky jogged away.
“Where does she keep them?!” Logan asked.
“I wonder what she's going to make us do with tigers,” Maria shivered darkly.
“They're gonna kill us!” Conrad gasped.
Vicky came back, her arms filled with tiger animal crackers.
“Oh wait never mind,” Conrad said.
“Animal crackers?” Logan asked.
“Yeah. The test is to see how many animal crackers you guys can eat in one sitting.”
“What factor determines if we pass or fail?” Maria asked.
“Can't tell you. EAT!” Vicky shrieked.
The pod got to work eating the animal crackers. These were the results after an hour:
Maria: 3
Conrad: 703
Logan: 348
Vicky closely examined the numbers.
“You all pass!” she shrieked.
“... How?” Conrad asked.
“As long as the last digit was odd, I passed you,” Vicky explained.
“Mine was even...,” Logan said.
“So we're friends now?” Conrad asked.
“Correct,” Vicky replied.
“How... uncommon,” Maria said.
“Call me tomorrow. We can, um, treat ourselves to a Happy Meal and check out the new petting zoo,” Vicky said, and left, tripping on the way out.
Chapter 73 BFFs
Today, Justin was teaching Sara computer language.
“BFA means Butterfly Fly Away,” Justin said.
“Oooh! My ex-friend Vicky always used to call me BFF! What does that even mean?!” Sara asked.
“Best friend forever,” Justin said.
Justin had also taught Sara about AIM. Both were in the Mixer with some weird guy named Tribez.
Tribez: U seen my wife? she has weird hair
SmilesGo4Miles: Um no.
TinkleYourHeart: no...?
Tribez: AW, MAN! U guys are pointless!
Tribez has signed off at 11:59:48AM.
Justin and Sara sat, waiting for someone else to sign in.
It never happened.
Sara sighed.
“What's wrong?” Justin asked.
“My life!” Sara cried.
“...?”
Sara though. Could she trust Justin? Or would it just end out horribly, like... everything else?
She looked up.
“Justin, can you keep a secret?”
“Sure...”
“Can I tell you something?”
“You can tell me anything! We're BFFs, aren't we?” Justin smiled.
Sara laughed.
“Yeah. We are,” she said.
“So what's on your mind?” Justin asked.
Sara took a deep breath.
“2 years ago, I meant a boy named Ryan Verybadword, right? We started going out, for a long time. Until just recently, in fact...”
“Wow,” Justin said when she finished.
Tribez has signed back on at 9:35:43PM.
Tribez: u guys SURE u didnt see my wife?! Shes always going missing!!!!!!!
SmilesGo4Miles: SRRY, BUDDY!! KIND OF GOING THRU SOMETHING RIGHT NOW. PLZ HOLD.
TinkleYourHeart: dood, get out of this chat!
“BFA means Butterfly Fly Away,” Justin said.
“Oooh! My ex-friend Vicky always used to call me BFF! What does that even mean?!” Sara asked.
“Best friend forever,” Justin said.
Justin had also taught Sara about AIM. Both were in the Mixer with some weird guy named Tribez.
Tribez: U seen my wife? she has weird hair
SmilesGo4Miles: Um no.
TinkleYourHeart: no...?
Tribez: AW, MAN! U guys are pointless!
Tribez has signed off at 11:59:48AM.
Justin and Sara sat, waiting for someone else to sign in.
It never happened.
Sara sighed.
“What's wrong?” Justin asked.
“My life!” Sara cried.
“...?”
Sara though. Could she trust Justin? Or would it just end out horribly, like... everything else?
She looked up.
“Justin, can you keep a secret?”
“Sure...”
“Can I tell you something?”
“You can tell me anything! We're BFFs, aren't we?” Justin smiled.
Sara laughed.
“Yeah. We are,” she said.
“So what's on your mind?” Justin asked.
Sara took a deep breath.
“2 years ago, I meant a boy named Ryan Verybadword, right? We started going out, for a long time. Until just recently, in fact...”
“Wow,” Justin said when she finished.
Tribez has signed back on at 9:35:43PM.
Tribez: u guys SURE u didnt see my wife?! Shes always going missing!!!!!!!
SmilesGo4Miles: SRRY, BUDDY!! KIND OF GOING THRU SOMETHING RIGHT NOW. PLZ HOLD.
TinkleYourHeart: dood, get out of this chat!
Chapter 72 The Peace Weenie
btw miley's suggestions is chapter 71 not 61...
It was tomorrow.
Maria, Logan, and Conrad randomly arrived early to Noriega's strange, warped class.
“Do you have Miley's chin hot d- I mean weenie?” Conrad asked Logan.
“Yeah.”
Vicky walked in.
“Hurry! Hurry! Go! Hurry!” Conrad pushed Logan forward.
Vicky sat down at her desk.
Logan tore the peace weenie in half, and put on half on her desk without saying anything.
Conrad, Maria, and Noriega cautiously watched from afar.
Vicky picked up the weenie, tentatively sniffed it, recoiled back like she was in shock, sniffed it again, and ate it.
Logan watched, unblinking, his mouth hanging open slightly.
“Good weenie,” Vicky admitted in between bits. “Well-butchered. Must have been a young piglet, by the taste of it. Fine juices.”
Logan blinked, and hurried over to Maria and Conrad.
“I think we scored some Vicky Friendship Points!” he cried.
The next day, the pod repeated the weenie process. Each day, they gave her a bigger piece. After 2 weeks, she expected 4 weenies a day.
“WHERE?!” she screamed the second she entered science one day, tearing up a bookcase and throwing it at Noriega.
Logan gave her the hot dogs.
“Hay Vicky are we friends now?” Maria asked.
“Um somewhat. You still have to complete the Friendship Exam,” Vicky replied.
“Um excuse what exam?” Conrad asked politely.
“The one I force my wannabe friends to complete. It involves tigers,” Vicky replied.
“Wait... what?” Logan asked.
No one said anything.
“Oh, whatever!” he cried. “When can we take the test?!”
“I think that the 10 additional weenies you are going to bring me tomorrow will answer that,” Vicky replied.
“What?” Maria asked nervously.
“Bring me 10 weenies tomorrow and I'll let you take the Friendship Exam. You pass, you're in,” Vicky clarified, and left.
“WAIT! IT'S STILL CLASS! WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?!” Noriega shouted after her.
It was tomorrow.
Maria, Logan, and Conrad randomly arrived early to Noriega's strange, warped class.
“Do you have Miley's chin hot d- I mean weenie?” Conrad asked Logan.
“Yeah.”
Vicky walked in.
“Hurry! Hurry! Go! Hurry!” Conrad pushed Logan forward.
Vicky sat down at her desk.
Logan tore the peace weenie in half, and put on half on her desk without saying anything.
Conrad, Maria, and Noriega cautiously watched from afar.
Vicky picked up the weenie, tentatively sniffed it, recoiled back like she was in shock, sniffed it again, and ate it.
Logan watched, unblinking, his mouth hanging open slightly.
“Good weenie,” Vicky admitted in between bits. “Well-butchered. Must have been a young piglet, by the taste of it. Fine juices.”
Logan blinked, and hurried over to Maria and Conrad.
“I think we scored some Vicky Friendship Points!” he cried.
The next day, the pod repeated the weenie process. Each day, they gave her a bigger piece. After 2 weeks, she expected 4 weenies a day.
“WHERE?!” she screamed the second she entered science one day, tearing up a bookcase and throwing it at Noriega.
Logan gave her the hot dogs.
“Hay Vicky are we friends now?” Maria asked.
“Um somewhat. You still have to complete the Friendship Exam,” Vicky replied.
“Um excuse what exam?” Conrad asked politely.
“The one I force my wannabe friends to complete. It involves tigers,” Vicky replied.
“Wait... what?” Logan asked.
No one said anything.
“Oh, whatever!” he cried. “When can we take the test?!”
“I think that the 10 additional weenies you are going to bring me tomorrow will answer that,” Vicky replied.
“What?” Maria asked nervously.
“Bring me 10 weenies tomorrow and I'll let you take the Friendship Exam. You pass, you're in,” Vicky clarified, and left.
“WAIT! IT'S STILL CLASS! WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?!” Noriega shouted after her.
Chapter 61 Miley's suggestion
“Gosh she really trains Maria to the max!” Conrad said.
He and Logan were watching Miley train Maria for the climb over the tall, scary mountain.
“No way Miley, let alone Maria, will ever be able to scale that mountain,” Logan said.
“I already did! I do 4 times a day!” Miley said.
“Miley, these physical and mental challenges are killing me. How about we take a 20 year break,” Maria groaned.
“This is all for the greater good! And who knows, this may prove to be handy someday.”
“Anyway, I can't really focus,” Maria said, doing squat thrusts. “I'm 2 confused over the whole Katie-Vicky thing.”
“Yeah that is really weird,” Conrad agreed.
“Who wants to bet it has something to do with the Supul orb?!” Logan asked.
“Why don't you try like asking them what all this crap is about?” Miley asked.
“No way. Sara just tried to talk to Vicky about it and Vicky freaked out, and, like, thrashed about,” Conrad said.
“Arm circles!” Miley ordered.
“It has to be more than just the Supul orb. We were all there, plus Sara. Both hate Sara,” Maria said.
“You think it has something to do with Sara? I'm not so sure... maybe something else,” Miley said.
“But what else is there? And how do we figure out what it is?! This is so confusing! I'm going to sleep!” Logan cried.
“Let's see,” Miley said. “You guys tried asking her. You stalked them. Maybe... you can take a slow but simple approach and try to become their friends? Then they'll trust you, and might tell you!”
“OMG!” the pod cried.
“That might work,” Conrad said.
“Pssh yeah,” Miley said. “Push ups!”
“NO! We need Maria and you to help us out with becoming their friends,” Conrad said.
“I think Katie is frightening. Let's only befriend Vicky. Please!” Maria said.
“Fine boqay whatever,” Logan said.
“Find out Vicky's favorite food, and feed her a piece everyday. That's how I befriended Allison Iraheta,” Miley said.
“That would work. But what could her favorite food possibly be? Human flesh?!” Conrad scratched his chin.
“Maybe we should try apples,” Maria suggested.
“I know! Let's ask Allison!” Logan cried. He then grabbed Miley's phone, and called Allison.
“Wtf...,” Miley muttered.
Allison answered.
“Oh hay Miley!”
“Not Miley,” Logan said. “But I hear you have a food calculator. Please tell me Victoria Joe Apple's favorite food.”
“Boqay hold on,” Allison replied.
“Hot dogs!” Allison said a couple of seconds later. “But be careful: she only likes them if you call them 'weenies'.”
Logan hung up.
“We gotta brew up a batch of weenies!” he said.
“Oh here have these. I keep them beneath my chin,” Miley said.
He and Logan were watching Miley train Maria for the climb over the tall, scary mountain.
“No way Miley, let alone Maria, will ever be able to scale that mountain,” Logan said.
“I already did! I do 4 times a day!” Miley said.
“Miley, these physical and mental challenges are killing me. How about we take a 20 year break,” Maria groaned.
“This is all for the greater good! And who knows, this may prove to be handy someday.”
“Anyway, I can't really focus,” Maria said, doing squat thrusts. “I'm 2 confused over the whole Katie-Vicky thing.”
“Yeah that is really weird,” Conrad agreed.
“Who wants to bet it has something to do with the Supul orb?!” Logan asked.
“Why don't you try like asking them what all this crap is about?” Miley asked.
“No way. Sara just tried to talk to Vicky about it and Vicky freaked out, and, like, thrashed about,” Conrad said.
“Arm circles!” Miley ordered.
“It has to be more than just the Supul orb. We were all there, plus Sara. Both hate Sara,” Maria said.
“You think it has something to do with Sara? I'm not so sure... maybe something else,” Miley said.
“But what else is there? And how do we figure out what it is?! This is so confusing! I'm going to sleep!” Logan cried.
“Let's see,” Miley said. “You guys tried asking her. You stalked them. Maybe... you can take a slow but simple approach and try to become their friends? Then they'll trust you, and might tell you!”
“OMG!” the pod cried.
“That might work,” Conrad said.
“Pssh yeah,” Miley said. “Push ups!”
“NO! We need Maria and you to help us out with becoming their friends,” Conrad said.
“I think Katie is frightening. Let's only befriend Vicky. Please!” Maria said.
“Fine boqay whatever,” Logan said.
“Find out Vicky's favorite food, and feed her a piece everyday. That's how I befriended Allison Iraheta,” Miley said.
“That would work. But what could her favorite food possibly be? Human flesh?!” Conrad scratched his chin.
“Maybe we should try apples,” Maria suggested.
“I know! Let's ask Allison!” Logan cried. He then grabbed Miley's phone, and called Allison.
“Wtf...,” Miley muttered.
Allison answered.
“Oh hay Miley!”
“Not Miley,” Logan said. “But I hear you have a food calculator. Please tell me Victoria Joe Apple's favorite food.”
“Boqay hold on,” Allison replied.
“Hot dogs!” Allison said a couple of seconds later. “But be careful: she only likes them if you call them 'weenies'.”
Logan hung up.
“We gotta brew up a batch of weenies!” he said.
“Oh here have these. I keep them beneath my chin,” Miley said.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Chapter 60 Raffle
Alex and George left, screaming.
“Um, thank you, Logan,” Noriega said, a tad confused.
“Don't mention it,” Logan smiled.
Noriega went to pass out the textbooks.
“WAIT!” he screamed. “Another announcement. Hannah Montanna is coming to Supul Academy!” Noriega said.
Silence.
“Boqay... why?” Maria asked.
“Oh yeah. Well, I'm not sure why, but there's going to be a raffle contest. Whoever draws the winning ticket adopts Hannah as their personal mentor. She'll guide them through life, carefully,” Noriega explained.
Everyone burst into applause.
“Let's go buy some tickets!” Conrad said. He, Maria, Logan, Vicky, Sara, Ashley, and Vito stood up to leave.
“WAIT! It's still class!” Noriega called after them. “OH, WHATEVER!”
The halls were flooded with other rafflers as well.
“DARN!” Maria screamed.
“Hang on a few seconds,” Ashley said, flexing her muscles. She hurtled herself into the crowd.
Half a minute later, she emerged from the crowd.
“Follow,” she grunted.
The several members of PEEPEE followed her through a well paved path, edged with terrified students.
“Buy some. I bough over 5,000,” Ashley said.
While they were buying tickets, Logan noticed George and Alex glaring at him bitterly from the office. He waved at them happily.
After everyone bought their raffle tickets, boring events were triggered.
(Later)
“Yay! They're gonna announce the raffle winner soon!” Vito said.
PEEPEE plus Ashley minus Alex and George were all gathered in Maria's dorm, holding their raffle tickets closely.
Hannah Montana flickered onto the Tv.
“Is it on?” she asked someone standing behind the camera.
“No... I mean yes,” a voice replied.
Hannah turned to the camera, smiling.
“Oh hay,” she said. “Here are the 10 digits of the winning raffle.”
“DARN IT!” Ashley roared. “Only 3 of mine have 10 digits!!!”
“Mine has 12...,” Sara sighed, and left.
“5,” Hannah began.
“MAAAAAAN! ALL OF MY TICKETS ARE OUT!” Ashley screamed. She picked up the last one. “Except this one,” she whispered, drooling over it.
“0,” Hannah continued.
“I'm out,” Ashley said, leaving, followed by Vicky.
“1271.”
Logan left. Maria, Conrad, and Vito remained.
“411.”
Vito groaned sadly and left.
Conrad and Maria leaned in to the screen, not breathing.
“...1!”
Maria leaped up, screaming.
“I WIN I WIN I WIN!!” she cheered. “Now, Hannah will mentor me through life!!”
“Lucky,” Conrad mumbled. He got up and left, leaving Maria skipping around the room joyously.
“Um, thank you, Logan,” Noriega said, a tad confused.
“Don't mention it,” Logan smiled.
Noriega went to pass out the textbooks.
“WAIT!” he screamed. “Another announcement. Hannah Montanna is coming to Supul Academy!” Noriega said.
Silence.
“Boqay... why?” Maria asked.
“Oh yeah. Well, I'm not sure why, but there's going to be a raffle contest. Whoever draws the winning ticket adopts Hannah as their personal mentor. She'll guide them through life, carefully,” Noriega explained.
Everyone burst into applause.
“Let's go buy some tickets!” Conrad said. He, Maria, Logan, Vicky, Sara, Ashley, and Vito stood up to leave.
“WAIT! It's still class!” Noriega called after them. “OH, WHATEVER!”
The halls were flooded with other rafflers as well.
“DARN!” Maria screamed.
“Hang on a few seconds,” Ashley said, flexing her muscles. She hurtled herself into the crowd.
Half a minute later, she emerged from the crowd.
“Follow,” she grunted.
The several members of PEEPEE followed her through a well paved path, edged with terrified students.
“Buy some. I bough over 5,000,” Ashley said.
While they were buying tickets, Logan noticed George and Alex glaring at him bitterly from the office. He waved at them happily.
After everyone bought their raffle tickets, boring events were triggered.
(Later)
“Yay! They're gonna announce the raffle winner soon!” Vito said.
PEEPEE plus Ashley minus Alex and George were all gathered in Maria's dorm, holding their raffle tickets closely.
Hannah Montana flickered onto the Tv.
“Is it on?” she asked someone standing behind the camera.
“No... I mean yes,” a voice replied.
Hannah turned to the camera, smiling.
“Oh hay,” she said. “Here are the 10 digits of the winning raffle.”
“DARN IT!” Ashley roared. “Only 3 of mine have 10 digits!!!”
“Mine has 12...,” Sara sighed, and left.
“5,” Hannah began.
“MAAAAAAN! ALL OF MY TICKETS ARE OUT!” Ashley screamed. She picked up the last one. “Except this one,” she whispered, drooling over it.
“0,” Hannah continued.
“I'm out,” Ashley said, leaving, followed by Vicky.
“1271.”
Logan left. Maria, Conrad, and Vito remained.
“411.”
Vito groaned sadly and left.
Conrad and Maria leaned in to the screen, not breathing.
“...1!”
Maria leaped up, screaming.
“I WIN I WIN I WIN!!” she cheered. “Now, Hannah will mentor me through life!!”
“Lucky,” Conrad mumbled. He got up and left, leaving Maria skipping around the room joyously.
Chapter 59 Ai Papi!
“Today!” Noriega began dramatically, twirling around the front of the class for extended effect, “we will start our new unit!Yay, yay, yippee!”
He clapped for around 2 minutes.
Logan stared at the clock.
“I see some people aren't likin' this science unit,” Noriega growled angrily.
“SCIENCE!” George roared. Everyone turned to him silently.
“I THOUGHT THIS WAS SPANISH CLASS!!!! AI, PAPI!”
He then doubled over with laughter.
No one laughed.
“Coughnotfunnycough,” Alex coughed suspiciously.
George turned to glare at him violently.
“You makin' fun of me, Reg?” George demanded.
“Who's... Reg?” Alex asked.
The class groaned.
Ever since Alex and George had been caught simultaneously cheating off of each other during the big Supul test, they had been continually fighting during class. Their typical conversation involved pointless and random insults.
“SHUT UP OR DIE!” Noriega finally snapped.
“George and Alex instantly pretended they hadn't been arguing.”
“... Now, I pass out the new textbooks!” Noriega demanded. He dramatically tiptoed to the bookshelf.
George slapped Alex across the face.
“HAY!” Noriega roared.
Alex flicked George's ear. George wailed with pain.
“STOP!” Noreiga demanded.
Alex and George started throwing water balloons at each other.
“NO MOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!” Logan screamed.
Everyone turned to him.. Since when had he been involved with anything??
“Go to detention,” Logan whispered.
Alex and George stared.
“DETENTION!” Logan shouted.
The 2 got up and ran away, screaming.
He clapped for around 2 minutes.
Logan stared at the clock.
“I see some people aren't likin' this science unit,” Noriega growled angrily.
“SCIENCE!” George roared. Everyone turned to him silently.
“I THOUGHT THIS WAS SPANISH CLASS!!!! AI, PAPI!”
He then doubled over with laughter.
No one laughed.
“Coughnotfunnycough,” Alex coughed suspiciously.
George turned to glare at him violently.
“You makin' fun of me, Reg?” George demanded.
“Who's... Reg?” Alex asked.
The class groaned.
Ever since Alex and George had been caught simultaneously cheating off of each other during the big Supul test, they had been continually fighting during class. Their typical conversation involved pointless and random insults.
“SHUT UP OR DIE!” Noriega finally snapped.
“George and Alex instantly pretended they hadn't been arguing.”
“... Now, I pass out the new textbooks!” Noriega demanded. He dramatically tiptoed to the bookshelf.
George slapped Alex across the face.
“HAY!” Noriega roared.
Alex flicked George's ear. George wailed with pain.
“STOP!” Noreiga demanded.
Alex and George started throwing water balloons at each other.
“NO MOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!” Logan screamed.
Everyone turned to him.. Since when had he been involved with anything??
“Go to detention,” Logan whispered.
Alex and George stared.
“DETENTION!” Logan shouted.
The 2 got up and ran away, screaming.
Chapter 58 The Weirdest Duo Ever Seen
On Monday, the pod met in science class. Today, they were taking the Supul unit test. Tomorrow, they were going to move on to the second unit, Supul combined with other diseases and their results.
Later, they went to lunch. The pod, Alex, Ashley, Vito, George, Kristen, Vicky, Miss Nana, and Sara shared a table.
Today, Vicky was late.
“Drat, she owes me money and she's not here,” Conrad thought.
Conrad tapped on Sara's shoulder.
“Um,” Conrad said,”I know that I hardly even talk to you, but I was wondering if you would by any chance know where Vicky is.”
Sara shrugged.
“Oh there she is,” Logan said, looking to the doors.
Vicky entered the doors in slow-motion, wind blowing her ponytail behind her. Her face was completely covered in makeup.
By her side was Katie Dibble, with about 45 posse girls from her usual posse following them.
“So anyway thanks for redesigning my face,” Vicky was saying to Katie.
“No prob, bff,” Katie replied.
Conrad, Maria, and Logan stared ahead with their mouths hanging open slightly.
“Let's sit here,” Vicky said. She sat down in her normal seat, bringing over one extra for Katie.
The 45 posse girls looked around. There were no seats for them. They seemed quite stranded without Katie, their leader.
“Sorry, girls. See you in PE,” Katie said.
The lead posse girl grunted in frustration. She seized Logan's chair, dumped him to the floor, and sat down.
There was complete silence as Logan began to cry, the remaining posse girls processed the information, and everyone at the table stared ahead.
In around 10 seconds, the posse girls attacked, dumping everyone to the floor and stealing their seats.
Vito grabbed his chair and went to slam it into his posse girl's head. She leaped at the chair, smashing it, George, and Vito into the ground.
Alex tried to flee. A posse girl grabbed his ankles and drug him into the darkness.
The last one grabbed Kristen's wheelchair. Kristen's eyes grew wide.
“Wait you're not gonnaWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
Everyone watched Kristen plow her way across the cafeteria, screaming.
“HAY what gives?!” Maria demanded from the floor.
“Sorry!” Vicky and Katie exclaimed.
The pod gasped. Katie had apologized!
“They need Katie to guide them,” Vicky whispered, pointing to the posse girls.
“Really sorry,” Katie repeated.
Everyone got up and left. Lunch was over.
“Since when were VICKY and KATIE friends?!” Conrad whispered to Logan and Maria.
“It goes against all past evidence!” Logan cried.
“Yeah oh my God it's mindblowing,” Maria agreed.
Sara caught up to them.
“It was so weird,” she told them. “On Friday morning, she WAS acting a little weird, but she still resented Katie. After class was over, they were best friends! Its all she was talking about!”
Conrad turned to Maria.
“Maria, you share a dorm with them! Why didn't you know about this before?? We could have been prepared!”
Maria shrugged.
“I'm usually off in my own little world. I like to call it MariaLand,” she explained.
Later, they went to lunch. The pod, Alex, Ashley, Vito, George, Kristen, Vicky, Miss Nana, and Sara shared a table.
Today, Vicky was late.
“Drat, she owes me money and she's not here,” Conrad thought.
Conrad tapped on Sara's shoulder.
“Um,” Conrad said,”I know that I hardly even talk to you, but I was wondering if you would by any chance know where Vicky is.”
Sara shrugged.
“Oh there she is,” Logan said, looking to the doors.
Vicky entered the doors in slow-motion, wind blowing her ponytail behind her. Her face was completely covered in makeup.
By her side was Katie Dibble, with about 45 posse girls from her usual posse following them.
“So anyway thanks for redesigning my face,” Vicky was saying to Katie.
“No prob, bff,” Katie replied.
Conrad, Maria, and Logan stared ahead with their mouths hanging open slightly.
“Let's sit here,” Vicky said. She sat down in her normal seat, bringing over one extra for Katie.
The 45 posse girls looked around. There were no seats for them. They seemed quite stranded without Katie, their leader.
“Sorry, girls. See you in PE,” Katie said.
The lead posse girl grunted in frustration. She seized Logan's chair, dumped him to the floor, and sat down.
There was complete silence as Logan began to cry, the remaining posse girls processed the information, and everyone at the table stared ahead.
In around 10 seconds, the posse girls attacked, dumping everyone to the floor and stealing their seats.
Vito grabbed his chair and went to slam it into his posse girl's head. She leaped at the chair, smashing it, George, and Vito into the ground.
Alex tried to flee. A posse girl grabbed his ankles and drug him into the darkness.
The last one grabbed Kristen's wheelchair. Kristen's eyes grew wide.
“Wait you're not gonnaWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
Everyone watched Kristen plow her way across the cafeteria, screaming.
“HAY what gives?!” Maria demanded from the floor.
“Sorry!” Vicky and Katie exclaimed.
The pod gasped. Katie had apologized!
“They need Katie to guide them,” Vicky whispered, pointing to the posse girls.
“Really sorry,” Katie repeated.
Everyone got up and left. Lunch was over.
“Since when were VICKY and KATIE friends?!” Conrad whispered to Logan and Maria.
“It goes against all past evidence!” Logan cried.
“Yeah oh my God it's mindblowing,” Maria agreed.
Sara caught up to them.
“It was so weird,” she told them. “On Friday morning, she WAS acting a little weird, but she still resented Katie. After class was over, they were best friends! Its all she was talking about!”
Conrad turned to Maria.
“Maria, you share a dorm with them! Why didn't you know about this before?? We could have been prepared!”
Maria shrugged.
“I'm usually off in my own little world. I like to call it MariaLand,” she explained.
Chapter 57 Justin Tinkleheart
“And remember, class, Supul test on Monday,” Noriega reminded the science class just as the bell rang.
Sara walked over to Maria.
“Come on. Let's go work on community service,” she said.
3 ½ minutes after the fight, Maria and Sara had made up. They were pretty good friends, actually, seeing as they were roommates and crap.
Estimatedly, their service hours would be completed on Saturday.
“I'm so tired of doing work,” Maria groaned.
“Tell it to me, sister,” Sara agreed.
10pm on Saturday, Sara stumbled home.
“I... am DONE!” she exclaimed, then collapsed right in the doorway.
Her mother found her in the doorway 15 minutes later, and kicked her awake.
“You better wake up if you want to make that appointment with the Apple dude tomorrow.”
9am, Sara and her mother arrived at the Apple company.
“Take your lap top!” Sara's mom reminded her. “I'll be at Yammy Farms, browsing for sea horse merchandise. Text me when your done.”
“Ok. Bye,” Sara said.
Sara entered the building to a waiting room filled with pictures of apples.
“lol apples Vicky,” she thought, the remembered that Vicky hated her.
“Justin Tinkleheart?!” Sara called.
Enter a freakishly tall kid, around Sara's age.
“Yes?” he said.
“Wow it worked,” Sara thought.
“Oh! You must be Sara... Smilehappygirl. I'm Justin Tinkleheart,” the tall guy said.
“Oh boqay,” Sara replied.
“If you will follow me to my office, I can help you with your computer,” Justin said.
“Ooh!” Sara said. She followed him down a hallway , and into his office.
She put her computer on a table and sat down in a soft chair. Justin sat opposite her.
“So, what seems to be the problem?” Justin asked.
“Um... turn it on and I'll tell you,” Sara said.
The trust was, she hadn't yet learned how to turn it on, but didn't want to seem like that much of a cave-baboon.
Justin pressed the power button. Sara gasped and took precise notes.
A screen that said 'um please enter your username please' popped up.
Justin was silent.
“Well it would seem as if this computer was never turned on before... ever,” Justin said.
“Therein lies the problem,” Sara noted, feigning intelligence.
With the help of Justin, Sara learned how to type, click the mouse, and push buttons. She also signed in to her computer, under the name '0hHaYnAnA'.
Along the way, they discovered that they had a lot in common. Both had been saved by Miss Nana in an alternate dimension. Both had a platypus for a pet. Both had recently flooded the school due to an episode of uncontrolled fury.
Justin was nice!
And a good kisser.
Rofl jk omg lol!
(Justin had also taught her about computer language.)
“So... to bring up the Internet, one must... click one the large, blue E symbol?” Sara reviewed.
“That's the one,” Justin replied.
Sara nervously put her finger on the trackpad, and moved the mouse over to the Internet symbol.
“Here goes nothing,” she whispered.
Click.
Sara and Justin leaned in to look at the screen, sweating nervously.
Aaand...
IT LOADED!
Sara jumped up, screaming joyfully. She leaped over the table and hugged Justin.
“It's a Christmas miracle,” he whispered, tears streaming down his face.
Sara got up, took her lap top, and left.
Sara walked over to Maria.
“Come on. Let's go work on community service,” she said.
3 ½ minutes after the fight, Maria and Sara had made up. They were pretty good friends, actually, seeing as they were roommates and crap.
Estimatedly, their service hours would be completed on Saturday.
“I'm so tired of doing work,” Maria groaned.
“Tell it to me, sister,” Sara agreed.
10pm on Saturday, Sara stumbled home.
“I... am DONE!” she exclaimed, then collapsed right in the doorway.
Her mother found her in the doorway 15 minutes later, and kicked her awake.
“You better wake up if you want to make that appointment with the Apple dude tomorrow.”
9am, Sara and her mother arrived at the Apple company.
“Take your lap top!” Sara's mom reminded her. “I'll be at Yammy Farms, browsing for sea horse merchandise. Text me when your done.”
“Ok. Bye,” Sara said.
Sara entered the building to a waiting room filled with pictures of apples.
“lol apples Vicky,” she thought, the remembered that Vicky hated her.
“Justin Tinkleheart?!” Sara called.
Enter a freakishly tall kid, around Sara's age.
“Yes?” he said.
“Wow it worked,” Sara thought.
“Oh! You must be Sara... Smilehappygirl. I'm Justin Tinkleheart,” the tall guy said.
“Oh boqay,” Sara replied.
“If you will follow me to my office, I can help you with your computer,” Justin said.
“Ooh!” Sara said. She followed him down a hallway , and into his office.
She put her computer on a table and sat down in a soft chair. Justin sat opposite her.
“So, what seems to be the problem?” Justin asked.
“Um... turn it on and I'll tell you,” Sara said.
The trust was, she hadn't yet learned how to turn it on, but didn't want to seem like that much of a cave-baboon.
Justin pressed the power button. Sara gasped and took precise notes.
A screen that said 'um please enter your username please' popped up.
Justin was silent.
“Well it would seem as if this computer was never turned on before... ever,” Justin said.
“Therein lies the problem,” Sara noted, feigning intelligence.
With the help of Justin, Sara learned how to type, click the mouse, and push buttons. She also signed in to her computer, under the name '0hHaYnAnA'.
Along the way, they discovered that they had a lot in common. Both had been saved by Miss Nana in an alternate dimension. Both had a platypus for a pet. Both had recently flooded the school due to an episode of uncontrolled fury.
Justin was nice!
And a good kisser.
Rofl jk omg lol!
(Justin had also taught her about computer language.)
“So... to bring up the Internet, one must... click one the large, blue E symbol?” Sara reviewed.
“That's the one,” Justin replied.
Sara nervously put her finger on the trackpad, and moved the mouse over to the Internet symbol.
“Here goes nothing,” she whispered.
Click.
Sara and Justin leaned in to look at the screen, sweating nervously.
Aaand...
IT LOADED!
Sara jumped up, screaming joyfully. She leaped over the table and hugged Justin.
“It's a Christmas miracle,” he whispered, tears streaming down his face.
Sara got up, took her lap top, and left.
Chapter 56 My Treaty With Katie :)
(Hours later)
“It would seem we have reached an impasse,” Vicky said nonchalantly.
“What? This is nothing to do with me!” Katie cried.
Vicky started to pace the floor, stroking her chin thoughtfully.
“No, Katie Dibble, this has quite a bit to do with you,” Vicky said.
Katie growled.
“Meaning?!” she demanded.
Vicky swung around, pointing an accusing finger at Katie.
“That YOU, miss, are the true bad guy here!” she cried.
“WHAT?!” Katie screamed. “That's ABSURD!”
She lowered her head, staring daggers through Vicky, and growled like a wolf.
(Hours earlier)
Vicky groaned. Once again, Katie was blocking her locker with her body mass.
“Omg OUT!” Vicky cried.
Katie whipped around.
“Hay watch your mouth,” Katie cautioned her.
“Um no,” Vicky said. “You watch your body mass.”
Katie gasped.
“You wouldn't want that little secret about you and the Supul orb going public, would you?” Vicky threatened.
“Um newsflash,” Katie replied. “You were there in the basement with me. If you tell on me, you will be giving yourself away too, dumb one.”
“Grr,” Vicky said. “You're correct.”
She then waited 2 and a half hours to get to her locker.
“Katie annoys me,” Vicky growled to Sara in Noriega's class.
A few desks over, Maria, Conrad, and Logan straightened up in their desks. This had been the first they heard of Katie since the basement incident.
“Oh? So you're actually talking to me again?” Sara snapped.
“I'm graciously giving you a second chance!” Vicky said.
Sara smiled.
“Ok. Why does Katie annoy you?” Sara asked.
(Just as a sidenote, Maria and Sara had 50 hours of community service as punishment for their fight.)
“She always blocks my locker, and I think she does it on purpose. I was so tempted to tell the police about her Supul orb almost-theft, but that would have also given away me, you, and the pod,” Vicky whispered, just load enough so only Sara (and the pod, quite unintentionally) could hear.
“Um no offense but I really don't care about your problems,” Sara said, by way of getting revenge for what Vicky said to her over Christmas break.
“Oh my God,” Vicky said. “I knew our new friendship would not last! I hate you, Sara!”
“Um yeah I don't think that anyone really cares about what you think,” Sara said, shooting an instinctive glance over at the pod, who quickly pretended they weren't listening.
Vicky needed dirt.
So much dirt on Katie, she could blab on her to the cops, and she would be arrested, and out of Vicky's life forever.
Vicky froze.
Was she really going to stalk Katie for dirt just because their lockers were squeezed tightly together?
Well, of course! This is VICKY, remember??
Vicky decided to start by figuring out where her dorm was. To do that, she would stealthily follow Katie after she left her locker.
It couldn't fail!
The next day, Vicky found Katie at her locker, shockingly. She pretended to stand in line behind her, as usual, like she always did.
Katie shut her locker, growled at Vicky, and left.
A couple of feet away, Vicky silently followed, stealthy as a ninja fox.
Luckily, Katie had to stop at her dorm to feed her pet hermit crab. Unluckily, Katie closed and locked the door behind her.
“Curses! How am I going to do this?” Vicky thought.
The door opened. Vicky quickly hid on the other side of the door.
“Are you coming, Katie?” an unfamiliar voice from the other side of the door called.
“Just do! You can't be late for Spanish again! But leave the door open, I'm tired of entering the combination for the lock,” Katie's voice called from somewhere inside the dorm.
The girl hurried away.
Vicky peeked into the dorm. Katie wasn't in sight. Vicky quickly crawled inside, and hid underneath a bed close to the door.
Katie's feet hurried away, closing the door behind her.
Vicky had made it!
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Vicky screamed at the top of her lungs.
She crawled out from under the bed.
“Hmm... I ponder which bed belongs to Katie,” Vicky muttered to herself.
After half an hour of searching through Katie's crap, Vicky came up empty-handed.
“Drat! A failed mission!” Vicky muttered.
She decided she was done being a creeper. She went to leave...
A lock was on the door.
“Oh geez,” Vicky gasped, stumbling back in complete shock.
She was trapped in Katie's dorm!
...
Whatever! She was going to get caught , so she might as well search as hard as possible for lots and lots of dirt.
Lots.
LOTS.
LOOOOOOOOOTS.
Eeeeehehe...
Vicky wrenched open a drawer she had already searched, this time emptying all of the contents onto the floor.
A piece of folded paper that she hadn't noticed before was in the back.
Vicky reached in, and pulled the letter out.
Wait a second... she recognized this letter! Hurriedly, she unfolded it, and quickly scanned the contents.
It slipped out from between he fingers, and fluttered to the ground.
It was the letter she wrote to Sonya, the one that had mysteriously went missing.
The letter about Clovervicky!
KATIE KNEW ABOUT CLOVERVICKY!!
Just as Vicky let out a loud, blood-curdling scream that shook the walls around her, Katie opened the door to the dorm, and let out a scream of her own.
“OMG!! @#%#$@^%$#@ CREEPER IN MY ROOM!” Katie wailed.
“Girl,” Vicky spoke furiously, barely above a whisper,” how DARE you disobey and intercept my mail!”
“Get out of my ROOM!” Katie demanded.
“Ssh!” Vicky said. “Someone will hear, and know we're skipping class!”
“I'M not skipping,” Katie said. “I'm just putting my hermit crabs back in their cage! I didn't know something LIFE CHANGING would happen along the way!”
“Just quiet down. We have a lot of things to discuss,” Vicky said.
Katie tentatively took a step into her dorm.
“Good puppy,” Vicky said.
“First order of business, what are you doing in my room?” Katie demanded.
“Oh, what does it LOOK like?? I'm getting dirt on you! Second order of business – what are you doing with this letter? MY letter! Do you know about Clovervicky??”
“That's orders 2 AND 3, btw. The answer to 2 – I found the letter on the ground. 3 – I know OF Clovervicky, but I don't know what it is. 4 – What is Clovervicky?”
“4 – not answering. Listen, this isn't working. We need to - “
“Wait!” Katie said. “CloverVICKY. Your name is Vicky...!”
“No,” Vicky whispered.
“Oh, wow! The Supul orb, you being in my room, Clovervicky, I have so much dirt on you, you is gonna plant CROPS!” Katie cried.
Vicky was silent.
“Um anyway,” Vicky said. “I don't even care. I have some dirt on you, too. The letter-stealing, the Supul orb, and the #@$#@ CLOVERVICKY!”
“What do you mean by that last one??” Katie demanded. She was getting her beastly growl back.
“I mean YOU are causing Clovervicky, whatever she may be! Now we're even!”
“WHAT are you TALKING ABOUT?!” Katie screamed.
“It would seem we have reached an impasse,” Vicky noted nonchalantly.
“Boqay! Whatever this Clovervicky thing is, I have nothing to do with it,” Katie cried.
Vicky paced the floor, stroking her chin thoughtfully.
“No, Miss Dibble, this has quite a bit to do with you.”
Katie growled furiously.
“MEANING?!” she roared.
Vicky swung around, pointing an accusing finger at Katie.
“That YOU are the true cause of this Clovervicky situation!” she screamed.
“WHAT?!” Katie cried. “That's ABSURD!”
She lowered her head, glaring horribly through Vicky. A wolf-like growl escaped her lips. In one step, she had reached Vicky.
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Katie (so obviously) lied, “but I do know this; if you don't get out of my dorm this second, I will bite your face off.”
Vicky did leave, and fast. Through strange, animal eyes, Katie watched her retreat, holding back a primal growl.
“Wait!” Katie barked.
Vicky turned aorund.
“We'll make a treaty,” Katie said. “No one besides us will know of this meeting. Ever. Let's shake.”
“It would seem we have reached an impasse,” Vicky said nonchalantly.
“What? This is nothing to do with me!” Katie cried.
Vicky started to pace the floor, stroking her chin thoughtfully.
“No, Katie Dibble, this has quite a bit to do with you,” Vicky said.
Katie growled.
“Meaning?!” she demanded.
Vicky swung around, pointing an accusing finger at Katie.
“That YOU, miss, are the true bad guy here!” she cried.
“WHAT?!” Katie screamed. “That's ABSURD!”
She lowered her head, staring daggers through Vicky, and growled like a wolf.
(Hours earlier)
Vicky groaned. Once again, Katie was blocking her locker with her body mass.
“Omg OUT!” Vicky cried.
Katie whipped around.
“Hay watch your mouth,” Katie cautioned her.
“Um no,” Vicky said. “You watch your body mass.”
Katie gasped.
“You wouldn't want that little secret about you and the Supul orb going public, would you?” Vicky threatened.
“Um newsflash,” Katie replied. “You were there in the basement with me. If you tell on me, you will be giving yourself away too, dumb one.”
“Grr,” Vicky said. “You're correct.”
She then waited 2 and a half hours to get to her locker.
“Katie annoys me,” Vicky growled to Sara in Noriega's class.
A few desks over, Maria, Conrad, and Logan straightened up in their desks. This had been the first they heard of Katie since the basement incident.
“Oh? So you're actually talking to me again?” Sara snapped.
“I'm graciously giving you a second chance!” Vicky said.
Sara smiled.
“Ok. Why does Katie annoy you?” Sara asked.
(Just as a sidenote, Maria and Sara had 50 hours of community service as punishment for their fight.)
“She always blocks my locker, and I think she does it on purpose. I was so tempted to tell the police about her Supul orb almost-theft, but that would have also given away me, you, and the pod,” Vicky whispered, just load enough so only Sara (and the pod, quite unintentionally) could hear.
“Um no offense but I really don't care about your problems,” Sara said, by way of getting revenge for what Vicky said to her over Christmas break.
“Oh my God,” Vicky said. “I knew our new friendship would not last! I hate you, Sara!”
“Um yeah I don't think that anyone really cares about what you think,” Sara said, shooting an instinctive glance over at the pod, who quickly pretended they weren't listening.
Vicky needed dirt.
So much dirt on Katie, she could blab on her to the cops, and she would be arrested, and out of Vicky's life forever.
Vicky froze.
Was she really going to stalk Katie for dirt just because their lockers were squeezed tightly together?
Well, of course! This is VICKY, remember??
Vicky decided to start by figuring out where her dorm was. To do that, she would stealthily follow Katie after she left her locker.
It couldn't fail!
The next day, Vicky found Katie at her locker, shockingly. She pretended to stand in line behind her, as usual, like she always did.
Katie shut her locker, growled at Vicky, and left.
A couple of feet away, Vicky silently followed, stealthy as a ninja fox.
Luckily, Katie had to stop at her dorm to feed her pet hermit crab. Unluckily, Katie closed and locked the door behind her.
“Curses! How am I going to do this?” Vicky thought.
The door opened. Vicky quickly hid on the other side of the door.
“Are you coming, Katie?” an unfamiliar voice from the other side of the door called.
“Just do! You can't be late for Spanish again! But leave the door open, I'm tired of entering the combination for the lock,” Katie's voice called from somewhere inside the dorm.
The girl hurried away.
Vicky peeked into the dorm. Katie wasn't in sight. Vicky quickly crawled inside, and hid underneath a bed close to the door.
Katie's feet hurried away, closing the door behind her.
Vicky had made it!
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Vicky screamed at the top of her lungs.
She crawled out from under the bed.
“Hmm... I ponder which bed belongs to Katie,” Vicky muttered to herself.
After half an hour of searching through Katie's crap, Vicky came up empty-handed.
“Drat! A failed mission!” Vicky muttered.
She decided she was done being a creeper. She went to leave...
A lock was on the door.
“Oh geez,” Vicky gasped, stumbling back in complete shock.
She was trapped in Katie's dorm!
...
Whatever! She was going to get caught , so she might as well search as hard as possible for lots and lots of dirt.
Lots.
LOTS.
LOOOOOOOOOTS.
Eeeeehehe...
Vicky wrenched open a drawer she had already searched, this time emptying all of the contents onto the floor.
A piece of folded paper that she hadn't noticed before was in the back.
Vicky reached in, and pulled the letter out.
Wait a second... she recognized this letter! Hurriedly, she unfolded it, and quickly scanned the contents.
It slipped out from between he fingers, and fluttered to the ground.
It was the letter she wrote to Sonya, the one that had mysteriously went missing.
The letter about Clovervicky!
KATIE KNEW ABOUT CLOVERVICKY!!
Just as Vicky let out a loud, blood-curdling scream that shook the walls around her, Katie opened the door to the dorm, and let out a scream of her own.
“OMG!! @#%#$@^%$#@ CREEPER IN MY ROOM!” Katie wailed.
“Girl,” Vicky spoke furiously, barely above a whisper,” how DARE you disobey and intercept my mail!”
“Get out of my ROOM!” Katie demanded.
“Ssh!” Vicky said. “Someone will hear, and know we're skipping class!”
“I'M not skipping,” Katie said. “I'm just putting my hermit crabs back in their cage! I didn't know something LIFE CHANGING would happen along the way!”
“Just quiet down. We have a lot of things to discuss,” Vicky said.
Katie tentatively took a step into her dorm.
“Good puppy,” Vicky said.
“First order of business, what are you doing in my room?” Katie demanded.
“Oh, what does it LOOK like?? I'm getting dirt on you! Second order of business – what are you doing with this letter? MY letter! Do you know about Clovervicky??”
“That's orders 2 AND 3, btw. The answer to 2 – I found the letter on the ground. 3 – I know OF Clovervicky, but I don't know what it is. 4 – What is Clovervicky?”
“4 – not answering. Listen, this isn't working. We need to - “
“Wait!” Katie said. “CloverVICKY. Your name is Vicky...!”
“No,” Vicky whispered.
“Oh, wow! The Supul orb, you being in my room, Clovervicky, I have so much dirt on you, you is gonna plant CROPS!” Katie cried.
Vicky was silent.
“Um anyway,” Vicky said. “I don't even care. I have some dirt on you, too. The letter-stealing, the Supul orb, and the #@$#@ CLOVERVICKY!”
“What do you mean by that last one??” Katie demanded. She was getting her beastly growl back.
“I mean YOU are causing Clovervicky, whatever she may be! Now we're even!”
“WHAT are you TALKING ABOUT?!” Katie screamed.
“It would seem we have reached an impasse,” Vicky noted nonchalantly.
“Boqay! Whatever this Clovervicky thing is, I have nothing to do with it,” Katie cried.
Vicky paced the floor, stroking her chin thoughtfully.
“No, Miss Dibble, this has quite a bit to do with you.”
Katie growled furiously.
“MEANING?!” she roared.
Vicky swung around, pointing an accusing finger at Katie.
“That YOU are the true cause of this Clovervicky situation!” she screamed.
“WHAT?!” Katie cried. “That's ABSURD!”
She lowered her head, glaring horribly through Vicky. A wolf-like growl escaped her lips. In one step, she had reached Vicky.
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Katie (so obviously) lied, “but I do know this; if you don't get out of my dorm this second, I will bite your face off.”
Vicky did leave, and fast. Through strange, animal eyes, Katie watched her retreat, holding back a primal growl.
“Wait!” Katie barked.
Vicky turned aorund.
“We'll make a treaty,” Katie said. “No one besides us will know of this meeting. Ever. Let's shake.”
Chapter 55 But I'm Innocent!
Maria was disgusted with Dante.
He was a PIG! One time, she found him in her hamper in her own private bathroom.
Another time, she found him going through her dresser drawers and sniffing her pants when she woke up.
It was all seriously annoying.
On the first Friday of their return, the pod was studying the formation of Supul in Noriega's class when Dante entered.
“What a twisted goblin,” Maria cried, and sunk underneath her desk.
“Hello,” Noriega said to Dante.
“HI,” Dante said. “Perelli sent me. Can I um interview some of your students about Supul?”
“Make yourself at home,” Noriega smiled.
Of course, Dante went straight for Maria's desk first.
She cursed.
“Hay interview,” Dante said.
“Oh boqay,” Maria growled through her teeth, and got out from under the desk.
“What's your favorite type of cologne?”
“Um I like the distinct smell of Palm Tree Coconut Hustle,” Kristen replied instantly.
Maria, Conrad, Logan, and Dante turned to stare at her.
“How long were you... here?” Logan asked.
Maria turned to Dante.
“Why do you ask my favorite cologne?”
“Cuz I wanna know what to wear on our first date,” Dante grinned.
Maria grabbed her heavy textbook and started to violently slap Dante's face with it. Noriega, Conrad, Logan, and Kristen tried to calm her down, but she smacked them all away.
Later, when Maria had cooled down, she headed back to her dorm.
She entered.
The first thing she noticed was Sara sitting on her bed, making a slashing motion over her neck as though trying to warn Maria of something.
The next thing Maria noticed was Dante stepping out to face her from behind a trash can.
“OH MY GOD!!” Maria screamed, and tried to leave. Dante stopped her.
“Back off,” Maria growled. She kicked his shin violently.
“HAY!” Sara cried, getting off her bed. “Leave him alone.”
“Make me, sister,” Maria challenged, poking Dante's eye with a pencil.
Sara stepped towards Maria.
“Maybe I will,” Sara said, cracking her neck.
Maria straightened up.
“You're not serious?” she asked nervously, abandoning Dante and stepping back a few feet.
“I can't believe he likes YOU, the aggressive girl who beats him, instead of me, the... gentle one!” Sara cried.
“What are you going on about?” Maria demanded.
“Get retty for pain, sister. That's what I'm bringing.”
Conrad and Logan were just heading back to their dorms when they heard a crash.
“OH what was that?” Conrad asked.
Vicky raced up to them, screaming.
“Death in my abode!” she gasped.
“What?!” Logan cried.
“There's a fight in my dorm! Come quickly!” Vicky cried.
Conrad and Logan nervously followed Vicky through a thick crowd of people, to her dorm.
Maria and Sara, both in their Supul forms, were fighting violently. Maria was zooming around the air in her flying contraption.
“But I'm innocent!” her hand screamed.
Sara, meanwhile, remained on the ground. Waves of water crashed around her, and she was trying to slap Maria out of the air.
“Sara controls water?!” Conrad cried.
“Oh, CRAP!” Logan screamed.
Vicky grabbed Conrad's collar.
“No,” she whispered, and then screamed,” NOT WATER! THAT'S... TEARS!”
“I'll stop them!” Logan cried, racing forward.
Conrad and Vicky watched intensely.
A couple seconds later, Logan blasted by, screaming as a miniriver carried him down a staircase in the background.
A couple seconds later, the screaming stopped.
Vicky turned to Conrad.
“Boqay,” she said. “Well, that solved NOTHING!”
“Catch me if you can!” Supul Maria cackled to Sara.
“I WILL!” Supul Sara screamed.
Maria curved around in the air, just out of Sara's reach. Sara growled.
“You is A-GONNA PAY!” Sara screamed.
Logan reached Conrad and Vicky again, soaking wet.
“Um the bottom floor is flooding,” he said.
“WHAT?!”
Conrad and Vicky looked to the staircase. It was submerged in tears. Out the window, hundreds of students could be seen evacuating the school.
“Oh this poses as an issue,” Conrad smiled.
“HELP!” Alex screamed.
“We're trapped,” Ashley gasped with realization.
“How are we going to get out??” Vicky cried.
“There's no exit!” George exclaimed.
“We've got to calm her down. Our lives are on the line,” Vicky said to Conrad and Logan.
“MARIA!” Conrad shouted. “STOP TORMENTING HER! IT'S A LIFE/DEATH SITUATION, GF!”
But Maria didn't hear. She zoomed around, just above their heads.
“Oh no,” Vicky whispered.
“SARA!” Logan yelled. “Please stop. You're crying too hard! It's killing people andGRAH!”
Sara launched a giant tear into his face. He toppled backwards, slipping down an escalator.
In the background, Dante crawled into sight, his face soaked.
“SARA! I'M GONNA DROWN!” he screamed.
All of the tears froze.
“Really?” Sara asked Dante.
“UM yes,” Dante answered.
“OH god,” Sara whispered. As she spoke, tears began to dry up and fly to the sun, and Logan swam back into sight again.
Maria flew by, cackling evilly.
Sara grabbed her with her teeth.
“Cool it, sister,” she said. “We have a lot of tears to lick up.”
He was a PIG! One time, she found him in her hamper in her own private bathroom.
Another time, she found him going through her dresser drawers and sniffing her pants when she woke up.
It was all seriously annoying.
On the first Friday of their return, the pod was studying the formation of Supul in Noriega's class when Dante entered.
“What a twisted goblin,” Maria cried, and sunk underneath her desk.
“Hello,” Noriega said to Dante.
“HI,” Dante said. “Perelli sent me. Can I um interview some of your students about Supul?”
“Make yourself at home,” Noriega smiled.
Of course, Dante went straight for Maria's desk first.
She cursed.
“Hay interview,” Dante said.
“Oh boqay,” Maria growled through her teeth, and got out from under the desk.
“What's your favorite type of cologne?”
“Um I like the distinct smell of Palm Tree Coconut Hustle,” Kristen replied instantly.
Maria, Conrad, Logan, and Dante turned to stare at her.
“How long were you... here?” Logan asked.
Maria turned to Dante.
“Why do you ask my favorite cologne?”
“Cuz I wanna know what to wear on our first date,” Dante grinned.
Maria grabbed her heavy textbook and started to violently slap Dante's face with it. Noriega, Conrad, Logan, and Kristen tried to calm her down, but she smacked them all away.
Later, when Maria had cooled down, she headed back to her dorm.
She entered.
The first thing she noticed was Sara sitting on her bed, making a slashing motion over her neck as though trying to warn Maria of something.
The next thing Maria noticed was Dante stepping out to face her from behind a trash can.
“OH MY GOD!!” Maria screamed, and tried to leave. Dante stopped her.
“Back off,” Maria growled. She kicked his shin violently.
“HAY!” Sara cried, getting off her bed. “Leave him alone.”
“Make me, sister,” Maria challenged, poking Dante's eye with a pencil.
Sara stepped towards Maria.
“Maybe I will,” Sara said, cracking her neck.
Maria straightened up.
“You're not serious?” she asked nervously, abandoning Dante and stepping back a few feet.
“I can't believe he likes YOU, the aggressive girl who beats him, instead of me, the... gentle one!” Sara cried.
“What are you going on about?” Maria demanded.
“Get retty for pain, sister. That's what I'm bringing.”
Conrad and Logan were just heading back to their dorms when they heard a crash.
“OH what was that?” Conrad asked.
Vicky raced up to them, screaming.
“Death in my abode!” she gasped.
“What?!” Logan cried.
“There's a fight in my dorm! Come quickly!” Vicky cried.
Conrad and Logan nervously followed Vicky through a thick crowd of people, to her dorm.
Maria and Sara, both in their Supul forms, were fighting violently. Maria was zooming around the air in her flying contraption.
“But I'm innocent!” her hand screamed.
Sara, meanwhile, remained on the ground. Waves of water crashed around her, and she was trying to slap Maria out of the air.
“Sara controls water?!” Conrad cried.
“Oh, CRAP!” Logan screamed.
Vicky grabbed Conrad's collar.
“No,” she whispered, and then screamed,” NOT WATER! THAT'S... TEARS!”
“I'll stop them!” Logan cried, racing forward.
Conrad and Vicky watched intensely.
A couple seconds later, Logan blasted by, screaming as a miniriver carried him down a staircase in the background.
A couple seconds later, the screaming stopped.
Vicky turned to Conrad.
“Boqay,” she said. “Well, that solved NOTHING!”
“Catch me if you can!” Supul Maria cackled to Sara.
“I WILL!” Supul Sara screamed.
Maria curved around in the air, just out of Sara's reach. Sara growled.
“You is A-GONNA PAY!” Sara screamed.
Logan reached Conrad and Vicky again, soaking wet.
“Um the bottom floor is flooding,” he said.
“WHAT?!”
Conrad and Vicky looked to the staircase. It was submerged in tears. Out the window, hundreds of students could be seen evacuating the school.
“Oh this poses as an issue,” Conrad smiled.
“HELP!” Alex screamed.
“We're trapped,” Ashley gasped with realization.
“How are we going to get out??” Vicky cried.
“There's no exit!” George exclaimed.
“We've got to calm her down. Our lives are on the line,” Vicky said to Conrad and Logan.
“MARIA!” Conrad shouted. “STOP TORMENTING HER! IT'S A LIFE/DEATH SITUATION, GF!”
But Maria didn't hear. She zoomed around, just above their heads.
“Oh no,” Vicky whispered.
“SARA!” Logan yelled. “Please stop. You're crying too hard! It's killing people andGRAH!”
Sara launched a giant tear into his face. He toppled backwards, slipping down an escalator.
In the background, Dante crawled into sight, his face soaked.
“SARA! I'M GONNA DROWN!” he screamed.
All of the tears froze.
“Really?” Sara asked Dante.
“UM yes,” Dante answered.
“OH god,” Sara whispered. As she spoke, tears began to dry up and fly to the sun, and Logan swam back into sight again.
Maria flew by, cackling evilly.
Sara grabbed her with her teeth.
“Cool it, sister,” she said. “We have a lot of tears to lick up.”
Chapter 54 Hello Gubgub!
Logan entered Lukas's and Shanaynay's dorm for a quick visit.
“Oh hay,” Lukas said.
“Hay,” Shaynaynay said.
“Hay,” Logan said.
He looked at their coffee table. The goldfish wasn't there.
“Where's Gubgub?” Logan asked.
“In the bathtub,” Lukas replied.
“Come look,” Shanaynay said, hopping off the couch and skipping over to the bathroom.
Logan followed silently.
She led Logan and Lukas to the bathroom.. Logan walked over to the bathtub.
Inside was a 7 foot long goldfish, with perfectly straightened hair flowing out of its head and in the water. Its fins were massive, and the entire fish had to weigh at least 175 pounds.
Logan turned back to Lukas and Shanaynay, who were grinning eagerly at him.
“Lukas,” Loga said very slowly. “Shanaynay.”
“Yes?” Lukas and Shanaynay giggled.
“When did Gubgub grow up so big?”
“Um you remember the time where we went to the car wash and never came back to the school? 'Member, you 'member, 'member?” Lukas asked.
“Yes...,” Logan replied cautiously.
“We were actually evacuating Gubgub out of the school, because, well, the with lady cursed him,” Shanaynay explained.
The 2 launched into an epic story about their close encounter with the witch lady. It turns out that while Logan was in Gargillya's hut, the 2 were off on their own intense adventure.
“Ohh! How'd you escape the demon parakeet?” Logan asked eagerly.
“With the help of some girl named Miss Nana. You might know her.”
Logan slowly turned around. Miss Nana was sitting on their toilet tank, listening to her Pod and leafing through a magazine.
She glanced up.
“OH, hay girl!” she squealed with delight. “Nana remembers you well. Check out and browse my music at missnananation.com
Logan blinked in response, and turned back to Lukas and Shanaynay.
“You know, I always did wonder where she went after she saved us,” he said. “I just never thought she would live on your guys's toilet.”
“She'll do anything for fans,” Shanaynay said.
“She'd even suck the poison out of Gubgub's mouth,” Lukas said.
“Oh hay,” Lukas said.
“Hay,” Shaynaynay said.
“Hay,” Logan said.
He looked at their coffee table. The goldfish wasn't there.
“Where's Gubgub?” Logan asked.
“In the bathtub,” Lukas replied.
“Come look,” Shanaynay said, hopping off the couch and skipping over to the bathroom.
Logan followed silently.
She led Logan and Lukas to the bathroom.. Logan walked over to the bathtub.
Inside was a 7 foot long goldfish, with perfectly straightened hair flowing out of its head and in the water. Its fins were massive, and the entire fish had to weigh at least 175 pounds.
Logan turned back to Lukas and Shanaynay, who were grinning eagerly at him.
“Lukas,” Loga said very slowly. “Shanaynay.”
“Yes?” Lukas and Shanaynay giggled.
“When did Gubgub grow up so big?”
“Um you remember the time where we went to the car wash and never came back to the school? 'Member, you 'member, 'member?” Lukas asked.
“Yes...,” Logan replied cautiously.
“We were actually evacuating Gubgub out of the school, because, well, the with lady cursed him,” Shanaynay explained.
The 2 launched into an epic story about their close encounter with the witch lady. It turns out that while Logan was in Gargillya's hut, the 2 were off on their own intense adventure.
“Ohh! How'd you escape the demon parakeet?” Logan asked eagerly.
“With the help of some girl named Miss Nana. You might know her.”
Logan slowly turned around. Miss Nana was sitting on their toilet tank, listening to her Pod and leafing through a magazine.
She glanced up.
“OH, hay girl!” she squealed with delight. “Nana remembers you well. Check out and browse my music at missnananation.com
Logan blinked in response, and turned back to Lukas and Shanaynay.
“You know, I always did wonder where she went after she saved us,” he said. “I just never thought she would live on your guys's toilet.”
“She'll do anything for fans,” Shanaynay said.
“She'd even suck the poison out of Gubgub's mouth,” Lukas said.
Chapter 53 Life on the Moon
Sara did have a good Christmas break, as a matter of fact. She got an awesome new lap top, even though she didn't know how to use it.
At least she actually could use her iPod from Easter.
One day, she called the Apple company for help with her new computer.
“Hello. You've reached the Apple company, where all technology tastes sweet. Justin Tinkleheart speaking,” a voice answered.
Sara giggled.
Tinkleheart.
“Um oh hay. I need someone to teach me about my lap top. It's very... unpredictable.”
“Um, boqay.”
Sara scheduled an appointment to see Justin with her computer in 2 weeks. She would also ask Vicky if she wanted to go, just to make up for being a whiny mess.
“No,” Vicky growled.
It was now mid-January. Christmas break had ended a couple days ago.
“Why?!” Sara asked.
“One, I'm still mad at you. Two, the store is called 'Apple'! That ring a bell with you?”
Sara was silent.
“Seriously!” Vicky cried, and left.
Later, Sara formed a plan. She was going to walk straight up to Dante, and confess her true feelings.
She walked the halls confidently, searching for him.
Him and Maria were found in the library. Sara stopped walking a couple feet away, so they couldn't see her.
“Seriously, can you like not stare at me while I work?” Maria asked Dante angrily.
“But it's sooo tantalizing,” Dante sighed.
Angrily, Maria stuffed her books into her bag and left.
In an attempt for escape, Sara casually walked towards the exit.
Dante saw her.
He caught up to her in the hallway, and slung his arm around her shoulders.
“OH hay,” she said, pretending to be surprised.
“It's tough,” Dante said, watching Maria's retreating figure down the hallway. “Loving someone who doesn't love you back.”
“Yeah,” Sara replied, brushing his arm off her shoulder. “I can't imagine the feeling.”
She quickly hurried back to her dorm, so Dante wouldn't see her crying.
Why did everything always fail for her? She felt so detached from everyone else's world, like she lived in a world of her own. A world with almost no oxygen to live off of. A world where she was just floating around in her own atmosphere.
It was like she lived on a moon, and she wasn't sure how much more of it she could take.
At least she actually could use her iPod from Easter.
One day, she called the Apple company for help with her new computer.
“Hello. You've reached the Apple company, where all technology tastes sweet. Justin Tinkleheart speaking,” a voice answered.
Sara giggled.
Tinkleheart.
“Um oh hay. I need someone to teach me about my lap top. It's very... unpredictable.”
“Um, boqay.”
Sara scheduled an appointment to see Justin with her computer in 2 weeks. She would also ask Vicky if she wanted to go, just to make up for being a whiny mess.
“No,” Vicky growled.
It was now mid-January. Christmas break had ended a couple days ago.
“Why?!” Sara asked.
“One, I'm still mad at you. Two, the store is called 'Apple'! That ring a bell with you?”
Sara was silent.
“Seriously!” Vicky cried, and left.
Later, Sara formed a plan. She was going to walk straight up to Dante, and confess her true feelings.
She walked the halls confidently, searching for him.
Him and Maria were found in the library. Sara stopped walking a couple feet away, so they couldn't see her.
“Seriously, can you like not stare at me while I work?” Maria asked Dante angrily.
“But it's sooo tantalizing,” Dante sighed.
Angrily, Maria stuffed her books into her bag and left.
In an attempt for escape, Sara casually walked towards the exit.
Dante saw her.
He caught up to her in the hallway, and slung his arm around her shoulders.
“OH hay,” she said, pretending to be surprised.
“It's tough,” Dante said, watching Maria's retreating figure down the hallway. “Loving someone who doesn't love you back.”
“Yeah,” Sara replied, brushing his arm off her shoulder. “I can't imagine the feeling.”
She quickly hurried back to her dorm, so Dante wouldn't see her crying.
Why did everything always fail for her? She felt so detached from everyone else's world, like she lived in a world of her own. A world with almost no oxygen to live off of. A world where she was just floating around in her own atmosphere.
It was like she lived on a moon, and she wasn't sure how much more of it she could take.
Chapter 52 Border Hoppers
So as to not attract any unwanted attention to their new minivan, Gargillya slowed down to a normal pace.
They were driving down a road in between two large mountains on a road less traveled.
Maria looked out of her window, bored and furious.
“DRAT!”she cried in frustration. “My Christmas break is dead and gone.”
“Dude,” Logan said. “Your vacation's not the only one that's ruined. So shut up.”
“Dung heap!” Maria cried.
“HAY!” Conrad shouted. “Please shut up. School ended like, 15 minutes ago. Christmas vacation isn't diggity done. As soon as we find Freckles, you guys can leave.”
“But diggity HOW?” Maria cried.
“Hay,” Gargillya said. “We're in Vermont. It'll take a doggone long time. But don't be dorky dumpy dopes!”
“She's diggity right,” Conrad sighed. “Let's ditch being mean to each other.”
“Agreed,” Maria said.
The next few minutes were spent in silence.
“Fighter jets!” Logan gasped.
“Diggity DRAT!” Maria screamed.
The fighter jets were soaring above the minivan.
“We're not escaping this time,” Conrad groaned.
“Yes we are!” Gargillya said.
A tiny dot dropped out of one of the jets above them, and landed on top of their van with a loud thud.
A ticking could be heard.
“Bomb,” Gargillya's grandmother whispered, spitting out the dirty sock from her mouth.
“Get out of the car,” Gargillya whispered.
“What?!” Conrad asked.
“GET OUT OF THE CAR!” Gargillya screamed.
She stopped driving in the middle of a huge bridge carrying them across a bigger river. Maria, Conrad, and Logan pulled Gargillya's grandmother out to safety. Gargillya then grabbed a heavy book off of her bookshelf and slammed it into the gas pedal, leaped out the door, and watched the van carry the bomb away from them.
The jets flew over them, coming in for a landing.
“JUMP!” Gargillya screamed.
She diggity didn't give them enough time to contradict her. She simply shoved all of her companions and herself off the bridge, and into the rushing water below.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
The fighter jets landed on the bridge, after the van exploded.
“They escaped!” a pilot cursed. “I can't believe that! Keep on them, on foot!”
Conrad broke the surface of the water, gasping. He was quickly floating down the river.
He paddled towards land, where he saw Maria and Gargillya's grandmother standing.
“Where the DIGGITY is Logan?” Conrad asked.
It was then that Logan and Gargillya came into sight walking towards them.
They arrived.
Silence.
“YOU DIGGITY DARN DOG, YOU!” the pod and Gargillya's grandmother screamed.
Freckles emerged from a bush.
“FRECKLES! What an unexpected moment of contrivance!” Conrad sobbed, hugging Freckles tightly.
“I'm here, baby,” Freckles whispered, patting Conrad's back.
Logan and Maria watched then silently, smiling.
“OH,” Freckles said, unhugging Conrad. “I've already hopped the border and became a certified Canadian citizen. I'm untouchable!”
The jet pilots caught up to them.
“Diggity FREEZE!” they shouted.
Freckles repeated her story.
“Darn,” they said, and left.
“Let's go home and celebrate Christmas!” Gargillya's grandmother cried.
Everyone cheered wildly.
They were driving down a road in between two large mountains on a road less traveled.
Maria looked out of her window, bored and furious.
“DRAT!”she cried in frustration. “My Christmas break is dead and gone.”
“Dude,” Logan said. “Your vacation's not the only one that's ruined. So shut up.”
“Dung heap!” Maria cried.
“HAY!” Conrad shouted. “Please shut up. School ended like, 15 minutes ago. Christmas vacation isn't diggity done. As soon as we find Freckles, you guys can leave.”
“But diggity HOW?” Maria cried.
“Hay,” Gargillya said. “We're in Vermont. It'll take a doggone long time. But don't be dorky dumpy dopes!”
“She's diggity right,” Conrad sighed. “Let's ditch being mean to each other.”
“Agreed,” Maria said.
The next few minutes were spent in silence.
“Fighter jets!” Logan gasped.
“Diggity DRAT!” Maria screamed.
The fighter jets were soaring above the minivan.
“We're not escaping this time,” Conrad groaned.
“Yes we are!” Gargillya said.
A tiny dot dropped out of one of the jets above them, and landed on top of their van with a loud thud.
A ticking could be heard.
“Bomb,” Gargillya's grandmother whispered, spitting out the dirty sock from her mouth.
“Get out of the car,” Gargillya whispered.
“What?!” Conrad asked.
“GET OUT OF THE CAR!” Gargillya screamed.
She stopped driving in the middle of a huge bridge carrying them across a bigger river. Maria, Conrad, and Logan pulled Gargillya's grandmother out to safety. Gargillya then grabbed a heavy book off of her bookshelf and slammed it into the gas pedal, leaped out the door, and watched the van carry the bomb away from them.
The jets flew over them, coming in for a landing.
“JUMP!” Gargillya screamed.
She diggity didn't give them enough time to contradict her. She simply shoved all of her companions and herself off the bridge, and into the rushing water below.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
The fighter jets landed on the bridge, after the van exploded.
“They escaped!” a pilot cursed. “I can't believe that! Keep on them, on foot!”
Conrad broke the surface of the water, gasping. He was quickly floating down the river.
He paddled towards land, where he saw Maria and Gargillya's grandmother standing.
“Where the DIGGITY is Logan?” Conrad asked.
It was then that Logan and Gargillya came into sight walking towards them.
They arrived.
Silence.
“YOU DIGGITY DARN DOG, YOU!” the pod and Gargillya's grandmother screamed.
Freckles emerged from a bush.
“FRECKLES! What an unexpected moment of contrivance!” Conrad sobbed, hugging Freckles tightly.
“I'm here, baby,” Freckles whispered, patting Conrad's back.
Logan and Maria watched then silently, smiling.
“OH,” Freckles said, unhugging Conrad. “I've already hopped the border and became a certified Canadian citizen. I'm untouchable!”
The jet pilots caught up to them.
“Diggity FREEZE!” they shouted.
Freckles repeated her story.
“Darn,” they said, and left.
“Let's go home and celebrate Christmas!” Gargillya's grandmother cried.
Everyone cheered wildly.
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