Borley Rectory:
"Okay, is everyone here?" I whispered, excitement clawing at my stomach.
"No, not Cameron." Noah replied. "Wait, why are we here anyway?"
"We're here for the money! I exclaimed, jumping on Noah's back. "A bet's a bet. Besides, money practically controls the world nowadays."
Noah, Cameron, and I are going to the Borley Rectory for a 9th grade field trip. It is supposedly haunted, and it's a huge mansion! It's the perfect place to have an overnight dare! That's where it all started…
Flashback…
"So, I understand we're going to Borley Rectory, after we ditch our buses, and then we wait at the inside of the door, leaving the door open, and… then what?" Cameron had asked, being the smart one out of all of us.
"We spend the night there! And see if anyone chickens out because of the GHOSTS!" I cheered, making spooky ghost noises. I attacked Cameron's back causing him to fall on the ground.
" , you suck at being funny. 2. We need something to make this more interesting." Noah listed. He started glaring at me. "And no calling people chicken, Izzy!"
"Aw… WHY?!" I moaned.
"Remember what happened last time we did this?" he didn't wait for me to answer. "We called Heather a chicken for two days after she chickened out and she started beating you up!" He exclaimed angrily, steam practically coming out of his ears. "Remember?!"
"Uh-huh, Uh-huh!" I nodded, my hair bouncing everywhere. "She should join our wrestling team!"
Noah sighed; face palmed, and then cleared his throat. "Okay, ignoring that, I think we should make this a bet-"
"OOH, OOH!" I screamed raising my hand and jumping up and down.
Noah sighed. "Yes, Izzy?"
"Each of us should put 10$ into the overall pot." I said making a cup shape with my hands, "Then we should stay there until 6:00a.m." I wrote a six with two zeros in the air with my fingers.
"We understand Izzy!" Noah scowled, I cleared my throat.
"Okay! Like I said, we stay there until 6:00a.m and when we get out-"
"What if we back out?" Cameron asked, hiding behind Noah. Noah pushed him towards me and I hissed in his face. He crashed to the ground screaming and I crashed to the ground laughing.
"Okay, Izzy, you had a good thing going there, but I think I'll take it from here." Noah said, shooing me away towards Cameron. He was still on the floor, so I sat on his back. He squirmed for a bit, but gave up as he realized there was no way I was getting off of him.
"Ahem." He cleared his throat. "When were done at six, we all take a plane to our houses. Rules," he stated firmly before Cameron could oblige. "1. If you chicken out, you add 20$ to the pot. 2.-"
"What if someone dies?" I asked, causing Cameron to gulp.
"Nobody's going to die! Now, as I was saying, 2. The only person left gets all the money. If the person who chickened out runs away, stay at the hotel down the road. Okay?"
He looked at us for confirmation. I had fallen asleep on top of Cameron and he still couldn't get me off. Noah sighed.
"I'll tell Izzy the details. Meet you at the Borley Rectory?" Noah asked, walking away.
"Yeah… wait! Wait!" Cameron screamed, watching helplessly as Noah disappeared.
"Ugh… " Cameron sighed as he continued his feeble attempts to get me off.
