Hello everyone! I'm not dead! In fact I've been editing like crazy. Some of you may have already read this story but I highly recommend that you reread it. I've done a lot of editing and quite a few things have changed. Enjoy!
"Oh my gosh Carolyn! You're going to blow up the entire school!" I exclaimed as I walked into the science classroom to find that my roommate was once again attempting chemistry. It was a strange feeling to just walk into a classroom to finish an experiment for science class and find your roommate working over some crazy experiment that I knew was nothing that Mrs. Birding would assign. I took a quick look around the room. The experiment in question was an angry-looking green bubbling concoction over top of a Bunsen burner that was looking more unstable by the minute. The classroom was empty except for Carolyn and I and, Carolyn's curly blonde hair wasn't even pulled back right, if she didn't set the school on fire she was going to set her hair on fire.
"But Lizzie! I've nearly got all the clues! I just need to get my hands on some Uranium-"
"The last thing you need is Uranium," I tried to grab one of the ingredients from the table, "You can barely handle working with salt!" I quickly added, slightly laughing at my own joke. Carolyn with Uranium would probably mean a giant crater 20 miles wide; of course anyone who is untrained with the use of radioactive materials would probably end up blowing something up or creating an uncontrollable reaction that would result in either death, an explosion, or in the rare case that you did something right only radiation poising which would most likely end in death.
"No, the last thing you need is Uranium, Miss Science Prodigy," Carolyn retorted, referencing some of my crazy science experiments, of course I had never used Uranium or any radioactive element in my experiments she knew that if I has gotten a hold of anything like that it probably wouldn't end up well either. Carolyn, still snickering at her own joke picked up a vial. I caught a glimpse of the label.
"How in the world did you get king cobra venom?" I asked as I frantically snatched the vial from her hands before she could dump it into the beaker which was looking like you didn't want to be within a few feet of it. The fact that Carolyn had somehow retrieved this ingredient that I would have thought would have been nearly impossible to get in the middle of Oregon slightly scared me.
"E-bay," She said simply while trying to grab the vial from my hands. I stepped back scanning the classroom for somewhere to put the vial.
"Who in the world sells king cobra venom on E-bay?" I asked, trying my best to keep it as far away from her as possible and not laugh. The mere thought of someone selling king cobra venom on E-bay was kind of silly.
"I don't know! Someone from Ohio." She exclaimed, jumping up and down to try and reach the vial that I was holding as high as I possibly could.
"Carolyn, you do know that the Cahill's don't exist and by creating this serum thing the only thing that will happen is that you will blow up the school!" I shouted, putting the vial on the highest shelf in the classroom. A shelf I knew Carolyn was too short to reach.
"The Cahill's do exist I know it, and as if you haven't blown something up before! I know you got kicked out of your last school for creating a huge hole in the science department," Carolyn looked pleased, a smirk creeping across her face, she knew she had countered well, if she didn't get so easily distracted she would have made a nice addition to the debate team.
"That was nothing like this though, at least I was trying an actual scientific experiment, the Sodium Thiopental that I was trying to make just happened to back fire a bit," I quickly explained. It had been a sad, yet exhilarating experiment. Yes I did create a huge gaping hole in a class room, but I did successfully create Sodium Thiopental. Although creating a truth serum happened to limit how believable my lies were. I was a fairly good liar and I was normally able to get myself out of most sticky situations, but having been exposed to a somewhat potent truth serum did complicate things.
"It's nearly the same thing!" Carolyn said before she proceeded to attempt to get the vial from atop the shelf. I used that time to properly dispose of the bubbling concoction she had managed to make. "Hey!" she shouted when she turned around with the vial in hand and realized that her work had just basically been thrown away.
"Come on we need to get out of here or I'll throw away your venom too." I threatened. Strictly speaking I was already planning on throwing away the venom but it was a good threat to keep her occupied.
"Ugh, fine Lizzie. But I'm going to finish that serum one day and prove to you that the 39 Clues are real! Then you'll have to admit I was right!" She said as she stormed out of the classroom. I followed behind her, grabbing my book bag before leaving and turning off the lights. Thanks to a little messing around with the security system on my part nobody would ever know that Carolyn and I were in the science lab. Those kinds of things were just natural precautions I took; I couldn't get expelled from another school. I didn't know what it was that I had done to make my parents send me away to boarding school after boarding school. I felt so rejected from them, I hadn't seen any member of my family for the past 5 years. Ever since I was 10. Two years ago however, my parents had gotten a divorce. I wasn't sure why, but it totally changed everything. I rarely got letters after that, and if I got anything from them it was a short e-mail from my dad asking how I was. I missed the long e-mails that I used to receive every week, the ones detailing every funny thing Chloe said. It was still a nice surprise to see an e-mail from my dad, but it had been a year since I had gotten one from Mom. I assumed that she was too busy with her work to bother writing to her reject child. From as far back as I could remember Mom had always been busy with work so my relationship with my dad had always been better. What I couldn't understand was why I never received anything from him since the divorce. I didn't like not being able to understand things. Carolyn had said something along the lines of 'divorces change people' and 'maybe he's just busy' but neither one really made sense to me. I had grown to accept it though. There are somethings that are just beyond my power to change.
I hope you liked it. Please comment your thoughts and critiques as I'm always looking to improve.
Safety tip: Don't question Carolyn's OTP.