The alarm clock on her bedside table began buzzing at 7:00. It took
five minutes for to finally drag herself into the bathroom and turn on the
shower. She stripped out of her pajamas, and stepped in. She stood there
for another three minutes, letting the warm water wake her up, until the
warm water began to turn cold.
Quickly, she lathered up a washcloth, scrubbed herself clean, and grabbed the shampoo. She washed her hair, and turned off the now freezing water. She stepped out, and dried off.
"Lizzie!"
She groaned. Her mother thought she was still in bed. She slipped on her robe and slippers, and walked to her door.
"I'm up Mom, I just got out of the shower."
"Alright, but hurry up, or you'll be late!"
"Okay!"
She went back into her room, and looked for something to wear. She finally decided on a knee length flowered skirt, and a white v-neck blouse.
"Lizzie!"
"I'm coming!"
She went downstairs, and promptly tripped over her brother Matt's backpack.
"Ahhh!"
"Matt!" Her mother yelled, as she helped Lizzie stand up. "Stop leaving you things all over the house for people to fall over.
"Lizzie, your lunch is on the kitchen counter. Have a nice day at school, ok?"
"Okay, mom."
As Lizzie walked out of her house, and began trudging down the street toward the bus stop, a man looked through his camouflaged binoculars. His eyes flowed Lizzie to the corner, where she waited until the bus picked her up. He reached down, and raised a walkie-talkie to his mouth.
"Baby doll is in transit. Phase one complete. All units standby to initiate phase two."
Lizzie managed to get to school without incident. She was walking along in the hall.
"Lizzie!"
"Um, Hey, Mr. Dig. What's up?"
"I got a job!"
"You did?"
"Yep. I am now your new first period English teacher and homeroom teacher."
"What happened to Ms. Ryder?"
"She fell, broke her leg, and decided to move to Florida."
"Oh. Cool. So, I'll see in homeroom?"
"You gotcha!"
"Bye Mr. Dig."
She shook her head and continued until she reached her locker. Once finished there, she went to homeroom. She sat down next to Gordo.
"Hey, Gordo!"
"Hey Lizzie. So, I hear Ms. Ryder decided to move to Florida."
"Yeah, we get Mr. Dig."
"Oh, Boy." Gordo said as the bell rang, and everyone calmed down and got into their seats."
They sat in the white van across the street from Hillridge Junior High School. There were four men in the truck, dressed suspiciously like SWAT team members. The leader, a man with binoculars around his neck, a radio and Pistol at his belt, and a ski mask at his side, sat with his head against the lowered window. He had a gray mustache, and short gray hair.
"Briiiiiiinnnnnggggg!!"
"That's it, let's go."
All of the men in the truck pulled on their ski masks, jumped out of the van and rushed to the back. While one of them handed something out, the leader spoke quickly into his radio, "Phase two is go."
Lizzie met up with Gordo and Miranda for lunch. "Hey guys."
"Hey, Lizzie!"
"Hey Lizzie, what's up?"
"Nothing at all. I am like, so totally bored. The only fun lesson we had today was Mr. Dig. If you can call that fun."
"Yeah, I know what you-"
Gordo was quieted by the sound of a gunshot ringing out from the school.
Quickly, she lathered up a washcloth, scrubbed herself clean, and grabbed the shampoo. She washed her hair, and turned off the now freezing water. She stepped out, and dried off.
"Lizzie!"
She groaned. Her mother thought she was still in bed. She slipped on her robe and slippers, and walked to her door.
"I'm up Mom, I just got out of the shower."
"Alright, but hurry up, or you'll be late!"
"Okay!"
She went back into her room, and looked for something to wear. She finally decided on a knee length flowered skirt, and a white v-neck blouse.
"Lizzie!"
"I'm coming!"
She went downstairs, and promptly tripped over her brother Matt's backpack.
"Ahhh!"
"Matt!" Her mother yelled, as she helped Lizzie stand up. "Stop leaving you things all over the house for people to fall over.
"Lizzie, your lunch is on the kitchen counter. Have a nice day at school, ok?"
"Okay, mom."
As Lizzie walked out of her house, and began trudging down the street toward the bus stop, a man looked through his camouflaged binoculars. His eyes flowed Lizzie to the corner, where she waited until the bus picked her up. He reached down, and raised a walkie-talkie to his mouth.
"Baby doll is in transit. Phase one complete. All units standby to initiate phase two."
Lizzie managed to get to school without incident. She was walking along in the hall.
"Lizzie!"
"Um, Hey, Mr. Dig. What's up?"
"I got a job!"
"You did?"
"Yep. I am now your new first period English teacher and homeroom teacher."
"What happened to Ms. Ryder?"
"She fell, broke her leg, and decided to move to Florida."
"Oh. Cool. So, I'll see in homeroom?"
"You gotcha!"
"Bye Mr. Dig."
She shook her head and continued until she reached her locker. Once finished there, she went to homeroom. She sat down next to Gordo.
"Hey, Gordo!"
"Hey Lizzie. So, I hear Ms. Ryder decided to move to Florida."
"Yeah, we get Mr. Dig."
"Oh, Boy." Gordo said as the bell rang, and everyone calmed down and got into their seats."
They sat in the white van across the street from Hillridge Junior High School. There were four men in the truck, dressed suspiciously like SWAT team members. The leader, a man with binoculars around his neck, a radio and Pistol at his belt, and a ski mask at his side, sat with his head against the lowered window. He had a gray mustache, and short gray hair.
"Briiiiiiinnnnnggggg!!"
"That's it, let's go."
All of the men in the truck pulled on their ski masks, jumped out of the van and rushed to the back. While one of them handed something out, the leader spoke quickly into his radio, "Phase two is go."
Lizzie met up with Gordo and Miranda for lunch. "Hey guys."
"Hey, Lizzie!"
"Hey Lizzie, what's up?"
"Nothing at all. I am like, so totally bored. The only fun lesson we had today was Mr. Dig. If you can call that fun."
"Yeah, I know what you-"
Gordo was quieted by the sound of a gunshot ringing out from the school.