Outer Banks Haunting

Introduction

Outer Banks, NC 11:30 PM

Four girls named Allison, Carrie, Miranda, and Cheyenne were walking back from a bar, during their senior week. They were headed to their beach house that they'd rented for a few days. Allison, Carrie, and Miranda were EXTREMELY drunk! They were so drunk that Cheyenne couldn't even believe that they were her three best friends. It was like they were three insane strangers.

"What a night!" Allison said when she walked into the front door of their beach house.

"Yeah," Cheyenne said, "but I sure wish you three hadn't drank so much."

"We wish you would've drank more," Miranda said in a smart tone. Cheyenne's laid back nature told her to ignore that comment.

"Seriously, Cheyenne," Carrie said, "Why couldn't you've just had a few? Its not like it would've killed you!"

"Hey, one of us has to stay sober don't we?" Cheyenne said in defense.

"We ain't drunk!" Allison snapped obnoxiously, "we're just a little buzzed."

"No, Allison," Cheyenne said remaining calm, "You…"

"Hey!" Miranda screeched, "Why don't we go for a little joyride in my Mustang? Huh? What do you say?" Miranda held up her keys.

"Yeah!" Carrie and Allison screamed happily.

"Oh, no, no, no," Cheyenne said, "Miranda give me those keys right now. You three aren't going anywhere tonight."

"Oh, Cheyenne, relax," Miranda said, "we're not drunk. Maybe we had a few drinks, but not that much."

"Yeah," Carrie cut in, "Miranda's right. Just one little joyride and we'll be back, and no one'll be hurt." Cheyenne crossed her arms.

"I don't trust you three at all," She said sternly, "Miranda, give me those keys, now."

"No!" Miranda snapped.

"Give me the keys!" Cheyenne shouted as she lost her temper.

"Make me!" Miranda hollered. Cheyenne lunged at her, but Miranda punched her in the face and knocked her back against the wall. Miranda was so drunk that she lost her balance and fell as well. She quickly got back up and Allison and Carrie followed her out the door and to her blue '95 Ford Mustang convertible. They quickly got in and actually remembered to put their seatbelts on. Miranda laid the hammer down on the gas, and quickly drove out of the driveway and into the streets. Cheyenne came running out.

"No!" She cried, "STOP!" She ran for her green Dodge Neon and drove into the streets, looking for her friends. She hoped she'd find them before the cops did, or worse; fate. She carefully searched the streets for 5 minutes until her friends found her. Their Mustang came out of nowhere and hit the front of her Neon, head on, at full speed, and hit it like it was nothing. Luckily, there was no traffic on that side of the street, because her car got thrown backwards by about 10 feet, but didn't overturn. Cheyenne's head busted through her windshield. The girls in the Mustang were perfectly fine.

"Oh my gosh!" Allison cried, "We just hit Cheyenne's car!"

"We gotta do something!" Carrie cried, "We can't go to jail!"

"You two take Cheyenne's body out of her car and make sure no one sees you," Miranda quickly instructed them, "and I'll drive the car back to the house before anyone can get my license plate number and report it. Quick!"

"But what do we do with her body?" Carrie asked quickly.

"I don't know," Miranda said frantically, "just…do something with it!" Carrie and Allison quickly snuck out of the car, making sure no one could see them, even though they knew everyone on that street had just seen that. They carefully opened the door to Cheyenne's car and lifted her out. They cautiously carried her body to the shore. They knew no one would be on the beach since the tide was dangerously high and the life-guard was off-duty for the night.

"Are we sure we wanna do this?" Carrie asked Allison.

"Do you wanna go to jail?" Allison asked in a smart tone.

"No," Carrie responded shamefully.

"Okay, then," Allison said, "let's do this."

"Alright, on three," Carrie said.

"ONE…TWO…THREE!" they threw Cheyenne's body into the water as far as they could, which wasn't very far considering they were drunk. After a few seconds, Cheyenne's helpless body sunk.

The next morning, all three girls were arrested. Someone got Miranda's license plate number and reported it, and someone found Cheyenne's body on the shore. They were sentenced to serve 20 years in jail for drunk driving and murder.

Well there's the introduction to the story. Chapter 1 should be up soon. I know the introduction doesn't have the chipmunks or chipettes in it, but the chapters will. I made up all the characters in the introduction. It gets more interesting to. Just hang on tight! I like reviews!