Hey everyone! Here's a new little story for you all!
It's based on my favourite episode of an old Nick show, can anyone guess which one? ;)
Enjoy!
"I can't believe Sikowitz is making us stay here until we finish," Jade sighed as she held two pieces of fabric side by side while Cat stitched them together.
It was around 7pm on a Thursday afternoon and everyone was inside the black box theater as the thunder crashed loudly outside. They had been working on a performance all day, something to do with the 16th century, but hadn't come close to finishing, so Sikowitz made them stay after school until they finish.
"I know! It's so unfair," Tori sighed from her position on the floor. She looked up at the large set piece she and Andre were painting and put down her paint brush, taking a short break.
"Unfair it may be, but you'll thank me when your performance amazes everyone!" Sikowitz called as he entered the theatre with a coconut in his hand. They all groaned in response.
"But we're going to be here all night," Cat pouted as she looked away from the dress she was stitching together.
"Well I'm sorry, Cat. Now, I'll be in my classroom if you need me for anything. Oh, and watch out for the ghost..." he trailed off, sipping his coconut.
"The ghost?" Robbie asked.
Sikowitz fought a smirk, "Oh yes, the ghost of Hollywood Arts. You've never heard the story?" he asked, feigning shock.
They shook their heads.
"About eighty years ago there was student here named Clarence Darling. He was extremely talented but... destined for tragedy..." he began.
Tori stood up from the floor, "What did he do? Act? Sing? Dance?"
"He played the accordion."
Jade snorted, "Yeah, that's tragic."
Sikowitz ignored her and continued with his story, "It was the night of the senior recital and Clarence was on his way to school when the accordion case snapped and fell to the ground," he explained dramatically.
Jade gasped dramatically, "Oh pumpkin, no more polka!" she cried in her mock-Tori voice. Cat giggled and nudged her side.
"I wouldn't joke about this if I were you!" Sikowitz cried.
Jade smirked to herself and folded her arms, prepared to listen.
"You see, as Clarence bent over to pick up the accordion... suddenly a horse drawn carriage barreled out of the fog, and he was trampled!"
Cat let out a loud gasp.
"Run over!" Sikowitz continued.
"Ew!" Cat cried.
"And decapitated," he finished.
Cat's hands cupped her mouth, "His head came off?"
Jade rolled her eyes, "That's usually what decapitated means," she sighed.
Sikowitz sighed and looked around the theatre, "Today is the anniversary of Clarence's death. Every year on this night, his headless ghost haunts the halls of Hollywood Arts..."
Suddenly, a loud rumble of thunder sounded out from outside of the theatre making the students jump in fright and Sikowitz let out a shriek.
Beck chuckled, "C'mon, Sikowitz. You don't really expect us to believe that, do you?"
Sikowitz grabbed Beck's shoulder, "Over the years, I've heard many stories from teachers, students, visitors, all claiming that they've seen the headless ghost or... heard the accordion music..." he trailed off.
Silence fell over the room as each student stared at him as he sipped his coconut milk.
"Well... Bye!" he called, turning and walking quickly out of the theatre, the door slamming behind him loudly and making the students jump in fright.
"What a load of chizz," Jade said, rolling her eyes as she adjusted the fabric in her hands.
"Yeah... so not true..." Tori commented, her voice uncertain despite the words.
Andre shook his head, "C'mon, lets just get everything done so we can go home."
They all nodded and returned to their tasks. Beck and Robbie continued to test the lighting and sound effects. Cat and Jade went back to finishing the costumes. And Tori and Andre returned to painting the large set pieces.
"I need to go to the bathroom," Cat sighed a short while later once finishing the stitching on one costume.
"So go," Jade said, stretching her arms which had become stiff from holding the fabric in one position for so long.
"I'm scared, what if the ghost is there?" Cat whimpered.
"You don't really believe that, do you?" Jade asked, raising an eyebrow at the redhead.
Cat shrugged.
"I believe it," Tori spoke up.
"Yeah, but you're... you," Jade commented, making Cat stifle a giggle as Tori rolled her eyes.
"C'mon, it's not true," Robbie said from his position behind the lighting desk. Andre and Beck nodded in agreement.
"Wait... lets make this interesting..." Jade smirked.
They looked at her expectantly.
"You guys say you don't believe it, Cat and Tori say they do... and I really couldn't care less. But... lets bet on who will be the first ones to run screaming from the building. Girls against guys," she proposed, her hands resting on her hips.
Tori and Cat turned to look at her incredulously.
The guys looked at each other for a moment before nodding, "Alright, we'll take that bet," Andre said, rubbing his hands together.
"Good. If one of us runs out first we..." she looked around for an idea, and her eyes fell onto the suits of armour that were standing in the corner waiting to be cleaned, "We will wear suits of armour for a whole day at school," she said.
Beck chuckled, "And if one of us runs out first?"
"Which won't happen," Robbie chipped in.
"Um..." Cat thought, looking around.
Tori's eyes found the large dresses that Cat and Jade were stitching together, "You have to wear our dresses, corsets and wigs for a whole day at school," she decided, making Cat and Jade smirk in response as they looked to the boys.
Andre snorted, "Deal," he said as they shook hands with the girls.
"Will you please come with me to the bathroom now?" Cat asked Jade once the deal was sealed.
Jade rolled her eyes, "Fine, lets go," she sighed, motioning towards the doors.
"I'm coming too," Tori said, putting down her paintbrush and following them out the door.
As soon as the doors closed, the boys looked at each other with devious looks on their faces.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Andre chuckled.
Beck smirked and nodded, "Uh huh, with all the props, costumes and stage effects equipment, there's no way we're going to lose this bet."
"We'll have them running out of here faster than Sikowitz when he found out there was a sale on coconuts at the market," Robbie laughed.
"C'mon!" Andre cried, dropping his paintbrush as they left the theatre.
Let the games begin.