Hey everyone, here's a new story for you all!
This one is based off one of my favourite episodes of Saved By The Bell. Did anyone else love that show?
You may need to watch the actual episode to understand what's going on, hehe. You can find it on youtube, it's called Mystery Weekend :)
Enjoy!
It all began when they had heard about a competition on the radio at school. The thirteenth caller would win a trip to a mansion for a muder mystery party. So during lunchtime, they gathered around their table with their cellphones and dialled. Cat ended up being the thirteenth caller after furiously dialling, and therefore won them the trip.
They arrived at the mansion in the late evening and rang the doorbell which echoed inside the house. The door was opened and it revealed a butler, "Come in! Come in!" he cried dramatically as he motioned them inside. The gang laughed and walked inside, gasping at the extravagent interior of the mansion.
"Good evening young sirs and madams. Welcome to a weekend of mystery... and murder," the butler continued finishing in a sinister whisper as he closed the door with a loud bang.
Robbie sighed, "You don't scare me," he said.
The butler suddenly turned to him and growled loudly, his eyes widening menacingly. Robbie squeaked and hid behind Andre, his head peering up from behind his shoulder as he grasped onto it. Andre rolled his eyes and shrugged him off.
Tori smiled as she looked around, "Wow, I've never been in a real mansion before," she gasped, looking up at the high ceiling.
Andre nodded, "Yeah, look at this suit of armour," he said, turning and reaching up to run his finger over the battle axe attached to the suit.
They looked over as a well dressed man made his way over to them, "Welcome to Knockwood Manor. I am your host; Stephen Jameson - the third," he announced with a smile.
"And I am your guest, Trina Vega - the only," Trina said, walking over to him and curtsying with the skirt of her dress, making the rest of the gang roll their eyes.
Mr Jameson regarded her before moving on, "Which one of you is our radio contest winner?"
Jade smiled and turned to Cat, "Here she is! Little lucky Cat," she said, pulling Cat forward.
Cat giggled, "Lucky nothing, I dialled so many times I broke one of my nails," she pouted, holding up her hand.
Mr Jameson smiled, "Well congratulations, Cat. I hope you will all enjoy your murder mystery weeked," he said as he shook Cat's small hand.
"I'm sure we will," Beck smiled as he wrapped an arm around Jade's waist.
"So lets get on with it! Where's the corpse? Where's the body?" Robbie asked excitedly, looking around.
They looked over as a young woman walked in completely dressed up as a french maid, complete with the duster.
"She just walked in," Andre smirked as all the boys' eyes fell onto the maid.
Jade scowled and whacked Beck's chest. He jumped and turned back to her, smiling at her and pressing a kiss to her cheek as she rolled her eyes.
"I'm sure you will all enjoy playing detective as our murder mystery unfolds," Mr Jameson continued, looking around the group.
A short while later, everyone was gathered around the large piano in the middle of the living room along with the other guests as the pianist played slow and soothing music.
"Ladies and gentlemen, now that we have all met..." Mr Jameson began as he walked around, "Beware, that as the hours pass... someone here is going to die. And it could..." he turned to Robbie, "Be you," he finished.
Robbie gasped and slowly walked backwards away from him.
"The first person to solve the mystery will win the $500 prize," Mr Jameson continued, walking back to the piano as everyone gasped in awe. "But remember, if you are to survive; you must suspect everyone and trust no one."
As soon as he finished the speech, a loud rumble of thunder crashed from outside as the lighting flashed brightly. Everyone jumped in surprise.
"How did he do that?" Cat gasped, her eyes wide as she looked around for an explanation. Jade sighed and patted the redhead's shoulder.
The maid entered the room and sat down beside the pianist on the bench, handing him a drink. He smiled at her, "Thank you, my love. Will I be seeing you later tonight?" he asked suggestively.
The maid giggled, "Perhaps oui, perhaps non," she answered with a thick french accent.
Across the room, the guys were watching their exchange.
"I hope non for him, and oui for me," Andre said. Robbie nodded in agreement.
The girls stood together on the opposite side of the room and the butler walked over to them, holding a tray with their drinks on it. "Your ginger ale, Cola, lemonade, and mango tonic with a kiwi twist," he announced, handing the last drink to Cat before walking away.
Tori turned to the redhead, "Cat, you're going to drink that?" she asked, looking down at the colourful drink in Cat's hands.
Cat giggled, "No way, I'm just gonna carry it around. It matches my outfit," she smiled, holding the pink drink against the dress she was wearing.
Back over at the piano, the butler arrived with another drink and held it out to Mr Jameson, "Your drink, sir," he announced. Mr Jameson regarded him for a moment before taking the drink as the butler walked away.
Mr Jameson noticed the girls in the corner and walked over to them, "Ladies, why aren't you mingling? Let me introduce you to our pianist," he smiled, motioning them over to the piano. But frowned as he noticed the maid still sitting there with a drink. "Janette, are we on a break?" he asked pointedly. Janette pouted and stood up, walking away from the piano in a huff.
He turned to Jade, "Sit, Miss West. I'm sure Victor will play anything you desire," he said, guiding her to sit down.
Victor smiled, "For you, my beauty, I'd play the Minute Waltz in thirty seconds," he flirted, fluttering his fingers across the keys. In the corner, Beck looked on with his eyes narrowed as he watched Victor carefully.
Jade smiled softly as she watched his fingers dance across the keys in amazement, until she felt something wet fall onto her lap. She gasped and jumped up from the bench, turning to find Janette standing beside her with her empty glass.
"Aww, I would like to apologise," Janette pouted.
Jade's eyes narrowed, "And I would like to rip off your little french nose," she said sweetly, leaning in.
Janette gasped, "Pardonnez-moi?" she squeaked.
"Victor! Take my drink. Janette, get me another drink. Quickly," Mr Jameson cut in as Beck gently pulled Jade away and attempted to dry the skirt of her dress with the bottom of his blazer.
Janette squeaked and walked off again in a huff as Victor took a sip of the drink handed to him before beginning to play a new song on the piano. Mr Jameson sighed and pulled out a cigarette box from his pocket. He pulled one out and placed it between his lips and lit it, sighing in relief as he exhaled the smoke.
"Y'know, smoking is really bad for your health," Tori pointed out as they walked over to him.
"And our health too," Trina added, batting away the smoke as it floated over to her.
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Victor suddenly stopped playing the piano and gasped. His hand flew to his neck and he gasped for air, choking loudly before collapsing onto the keys with a bang of the notes.
Cat gasped and hid her face behind Jade's shoulder, who looked on in fascination.
Trina shook her head, "I hate to say I told you so..."
Robbie clapped, "Alright! Yes! Somebody is finally dead," he smiled, walking over to Victor's motionless body.
Tori frowned, "You're so insensitive, Robbie..." she sighed before turning to Trina, Jade and Cat, "How'd he die? How'd he die?" she finished excitedly.
Beck thought for a moment, "Well... he grabbed his throat before he croaked so I guess..." he trailed off.
"He strangled himself to death!" Cat gasped, her hands covering her mouth in shock.
They shook their heads at her naivety before jumping in surprise as the thunder crashed loudly once again.