What's going on People? I don't have much to say except that I think this is going to end up being one of my favorites. This first chapter kind of sucks in my opinion. It'll get better as it goes. If you haven't noticed by now I try to write stories no one has thought of yet. I haven't seen anybody with an idea quite like this so I'll just see where it goes. So read on and don't forget to let me know if I should keep on with it.
Disclaimer: I own only my OCs …or the criminals in this case. Claire Kyle and Maya Davis are the girls' names.
Chapter 1
(Butter Does Not Belong In Socks)
*Claire's POV*
"Are you sure we should be doing this? I mean we could go to jail." I say to the girl in front of me.
"Dude. I promise nothing bad is going to happen. We just need them to do us a small favor." She assures me. "Now pull down your mask." I do as I'm told and pull down my SpongeBob ski mask. Her ninja turtles mask is covering her face already. She pulls out a long blocky looking tube sock.
"Why do you have a tube sock?" I ask her confused.
"It's not just any tube sock. It's a tube sock filled with sticks of butter." She says with a smile. She swings it around and it makes a whoosh sound. I face palm.
"Maya! Sticks of butter do not belong in elongated socks. Especially not socks that are going to be used as weapons against boy bands." I whisper yell.
"Whatever. Well they should be finished singing the last song by now. They'll be back here any second now."
"I'm going to be soooo grounded when we get back home. We're such lunatics. Stalkers more like it."
"The world's best damn stalkers." She says. "Now shush so I can listen out-"
"What are you two girls doing back here? We aren't doing any signings today-"
"Hi-yah!" Maya swings her sock and knocks James upside the head.
"Uh…Ouch?" He says rubbing his head. Her eyes go wide and I shrug in panic.
"Use the napkin Claire!" She yells when she hits him in the head again with the butter sock. I jump into action and grab a napkin with some chloroform on it. I run behind him jump on his back and place the napkin over his mouth. His sways and then collapses on top of Maya. I jump back and Maya wriggles out from under him.
"Oh shit…" We both say.
Freeze Frame!
Before we continue on with this story I should tell you all of how me and my friend even got to this point. First off I'm Kyle…Claire Kyle. The other nut job helping me with this felony is my best friend Maya Davis. A few weeks ago me and Maya were two 15 year old freshman in Georgia obsessed with the amazing 17 year olds in Big Time Rush. Now we aren't complete lunatics. The only reason we are kidnapping them now is because they have never preformed where we live. I mean they've been everywhere but Georgia. Florida got them, Alabama graced them, even North Carolina, but no Georgia. All we want is for them to perform for all of us Georgia fans who haven't seen them live. It sounds crazy I know. But it sounded a lot better in our heads when we first thought of this plan. Maya convinced me to kidnap them and have them do a minor show for us. I don't even remember what she said to convince me. Maybe it was that I'd get to meet them. Something like that. After the last day of school we saved up some money about 200 bucks. We got Maya's 17 year old cousin Sarah to agree to be our chauffeur for the…uhm…for the kidnapping.
We scored tickets to this concert in Disneyland in Florida (which is where we are now). Two days before this Maya and I went shopping and reviewed our plan. We found out the way backstage, and where we'd jump them at.
This is how we are where we are now. 2 teenage girls in matching black turtlenecks, jeans, combat boots, black back packs, and SpongeBob and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ski masks, holding a chloroform napkin and butter sock, standing over the unconscious body of James Diamond.
Are you caught up? Even you aren't you'll piece it together with time…
Unfreeze…Frame?
"Oh no! We are so dead. Is he dead? He's dead!" I whisper. I pull off my mask and look at the sleeping pop star on the ground. Maya is standing there with her mouth agape.
"I wonder why the sock didn't knock him out the first time…" she says wondering off.
"Maybe because it was soft!" I say.
"I can't believe we actually did this…" she says.
"Oh now you're worried? Well it's too late now Maya!" I face palm again. Maya pulls out a big knapsack from out of her backpack.
"We need to get him into the car before the other guys come looking for him." She says pulling the bag over the bottom half of him. She pulls off the mask that had been covering her face and pushes her hair out of her face. "Hey, statue. You gonna help me out or not. I can't pull him by myself. I'm only so strong." She says grunting while trying to pull him across the floor. I shake myself and go over to help her pull him out of the building and into the back of the Range Rover.
"What the hell is this?" Sarah asks when we get to the car. She climbs out and watches us as we push him into the car.
"A friend. We have about 3 more coming. Don't ask questions. If we tell you you'll be pissed and its best if you don't ask." Maya tells her. Sarah looks conflicted as to if she should just go with it or if she should investigate. She sighs and then looks around.
"Hurry up. Whatever it is I don't want to know." She mumbles. She climbs back into the front seat and slams the door behind her. Maya and I share a look.
"Let's get this over with." I say. She nods and we run back into the building.
Three body bags and microchips later…
"We actually did it." Maya says sighing.
"Yeah. Do you think they'll listen to the note?" I ask her.
To whomever it may concern,
We are not going to hurt the guys. They just wanted to get away from the high life for a while they are totally in on this. They told us they wanted to do this. They'll be back soon enough it's just a small vacation. They'll be home safe and sound in a few days. Don't call the police…it's not that big of a deal.
Sincerely,
Anonymous
"Heck yeah. We said they'll be safe at least 20 times. They won't do anything drastic." She says. I nod unsure of her answer.
"Are you sure the hair chips will work?" I ask.
"I know they will. I had my aunt program them herself. If they try anything funky with the press of a button we'll know their location. And if the time calls for it I can get it to send an electric current through their bodies causing a system wide electrocution…or a mini shock. I'm not sure which one it really is." She says. I look back at the unconscious teens half sacked up in the back seat.
We all drive in silence for 3 more hours until we get back to my house.
"Are you sure your mom will let them stay there?" Maya says when we pull up to my garage.
"Yeah you know my mom. I'll just tell her I adopted some orphans for a couple of weeks. She'll be fine with it."
"Oh yeah, I forgot."
"Whatever you guys do don't count me in!" Sarah yells from the driver seat. "Now get these boys out of my car before one of them wakes up." A groan comes from the back seat. All of our heads snap to the direction of the groan.
"Umm, what happened?" asks a sleepy Carlos he asks as he rubs his eyes. Everyone goes wide eyed.
"Uh…um…this is all a dream! You're a superhero trapped in the evil Dr. Robot Pony's lair." I say in a hushed tone. Sarah and Maya look at me like I'm crazy and I just shrug. It's the best I could do.
"Okay." He says laying back down.
"Did that just work?" Asks a confused Maya.
"It seems like it did…wow. Sarah, can you help us get them into the chairs in the basement?" I ask opening all the car doors. She sighs and climbs out.
"You girls are so going to jail." She says.
"Yeah we know. Thanks for reminding us. Stopping being such a twat and help us get the damn guys out!" Maya yells.
"Okay" Sarah replies.
"Maya, let's start with the light ones." I instruct.
"Okay. So Carlos?" she asks pulling the large bag from around him and throwing it in the trunk. We both grab one end of him and pick him up. We put him in a standing position. Sarah comes over and places a pair of sunglasses over his eyes.
"There. Now he looks like he's up." She says. I snort. Sarah opens the front door. For us and we walk in with Carlos in tow. We manage to get him to the basement without problems. We place him in a wooden chair in the middle of the room. Maya whips out some rope.
"Should we put it tight…or not tight?" she asks going behind him to tie him up.
"Uh… tight for now. When they wake up we'll ask them if they want it lighter."
"Jeez…We're really nice. Most people wouldn't care about their well being."
"Yah, they'll love it here." I say sarcastically. She frowns and shoots me the finger. We walk back up the stairs to grab Logan next.
"Damn. He is heavy!" I say. Maya grunts in agreement. We get him into standing position and Sarah places another pair of sunglasses on his eyes. Where are all these glasses coming from? We drag him into the living room panting.
"Claire is that you?" my mom asks me.
"Shit…" Maya whispers. We both turn around and see my mom in bath robes and a towel covering her hair.
"Yeah." I say cautiously. My mom tilts her head to the side.
"Sweetie, I was wondering what was all that noise. Um, hello there. Who's your guy friend Claire?" she asks.
"Uh mom…we adopted a few orphans for a couple of days." I say avoiding eye content. Maya grunts and straightens out her posture.
"Yeah. It's for a school project. We have to do some community service and we decided to take in a few teenage orphans." Maya says with a nervous smile. I nod hastily. My mom totally buys it.
"Oh really you're such a sweet heart can I meet them?" she asks walking towards us and the body of Logan.
"Uh no, they're really shy so I'm keeping them in the basement. They are scared of adults so don't ever go down there…ever. You'll traumatize them." I say. Like we aren't doing that already. She looks sad for a second but gets over it.
"Okay then." She says. Right then Sarah comes through the door supporting Kendall.
"Fuck man. I should not be doing this." She nearly yells. Her eyes widen when she realizes my mom is in the room. "Oh…H-Hi Ms. Kyle. I'm just helping my boyfriend here to the basement…uh, yup. That is what I'm doing." She says nodding. She attempts to run to the basement and ends up dragging Kendall's feet across the floor. My mom gives us a confused look and begins to talk.
"Well it was nice talking mom. I should help the orphans into the basement. I'll talk to you later." I say. Maya and I drag Logan to down the basement and to one of the chairs. Maya goes to tie Kendall's restraints and go to tie Logan's. Sarah comes back down with James and plops him into the last seat. Maya tie him down and we step back to survey our work.
"Shouldn't you put bags over their heads or something like that?" Sarah asks.
"Good idea cuz." Maya says. She goes to search through a box in the back and produces 4 small potatoes sacks. She put one over each of their heads. "There we go." I sigh.
"We'll now all we have to do now is wait for them to wake up."
"Yeah…and then what?"
"We convince them to do the concert."
"Or convince them not to press charges." Sarah deadpans. "I'm leaving. Bye girls." She says. She walks up the stairs and leaves my house.
"You want to practice pick up lines?" I ask Maya.
"Um sure. Who's the guy this time?" she asks. We both sit down.
"I'll be the guy. Remember, you have to reject it all smooth like."
"I know the rules Claire. You don't have to say them every time."
"Well excuse me then. Sheesh…"
"I just thought of something else. How about we think of excuse to different situations."
"Alright. I'll go with it."
"You have to answer first. You've just purposely kissed someone who doesn't like you."
"Oops! I appear to have fallen on your lips." I say. Maya laughs. "Make an 'I' in team."
"Yeah there's no 'I' team, but there is an 'I' in MEATPIE and MEAT is an anagram of Team…"
"That sucked…"
"Whatever. Okay 'Nothing's impossible'."
"Whoever said nothing's impossible has obviously never tried to slam a revolving door."
"That was okay."
"No it was freaking awesome! How to fly."
"Oh that's easy. Just throw yourself at the ground and miss…" we both go silent for a second and then burst out laughing.
"What the hell? That makes no sense." I say. She giggles and shrugs.
"Hello? Is somebody there? Help!" both of us fall silent and slowly turn around to see the second chair moving their head around. The person in the third chair rocks until he tips it over and falls to his side.
"Ouch…" third chair person groans. We both jump up and rush to the aid of the third chair. We lift him back up.
"Are all of you up?" I ask. I get three grunts in response. I go over to the first chair and flick him on the head. "I SAID ARE YOU UP?" I yell. He jumps and says yes loudly.
"Okay…should we take the bag off?" Maya asks. All four of them yell yes. I scrunch up my face. Well jeez.
"When we take the bags off you guys have to promise not to scream…not that'll matter. The walls are sound proof anyway…" I inform them.
"Just take the damn bag off." Second chair says. I shake my head and pull off the first bag. Carlos. Then the second…Kendall. Maya takes off the third. Logan. And finally James's. We go to stand in front of all of their chairs and wave meekly.
"Hi…" we both say.
"Care to explain who you are?" Logan asks.
"And why we are here?" Kendall adds in.
"TIED TO CHAIRS!" James yells. I cower back. I put my hand up in a stop motion.
"Hold on a freaking minute! Give us a second to introduce of selves before you go shooting off questions like a bottle rocket!" I shout. They all shut up and James gives us look of insanity…psh the nerve of some people. "Okay. First off I'm Claire Kyle and this is Maya Davis." I say pointing at Maya. She nods slightly.
"How's it goin'? You good?" she asks. I roll my eyes.
"Anyways. Sorry we're meeting under such…erm…"
"Crazy, stupid, sticky, weird…" Maya gives me a few adjectives.
"Yeah all off those circumstances." I say pointing to her.
"Oh yeah, we're big fans…we aren't lunatics. The kidnapping has nothing to do with us. We actually did this for a bigger reason."
"And that reason would be?" Logan says squirming in his chair.
"Um…well you've never performed here, and we just want to give our fellow Atlantians a chance to see you guys perform." Maya explains. "All we want is for you guys to do a little performance for the fans here. After that we'll let you go." She says. "Oh, and don't worry you won't be in those chairs the whole time. At some point when we trust that you won't go to the police you'll be able to roam the house as you please."
"You guys are actually taking this a lot better than we'd have expected." I observe.
"It's not our first time being kidnapped." Carlos chips in.
"And you don't seem like nut jobs." Kendall says.
"And you're girls. Therefore not intimidating." James says. I send him a glare.
"Shut up Diamond. If you really want intimidating I have an axe and a whip in that closet over there." I say pointing to the door in the far back of the basement. He gulps and keeps quiet. Yeah, I thought so.
"Well do you want to ease up on the rope? I know it probably hurts like hell." Maya says. They all share a look.
"That'd be nice." Carlos says. We both go behind them and slacken the ropes. I notice the red marks left on their wrists. I bite my lip. Dang man. I stand up after partially untying Kendall and Carlos's wrists. Maya gets done with Logan and James she jumps back next to me. They get adjusted and sit up farther.
"So…do you guys want to know more about us?" Maya asks.
"That way you have more reason to trust us." I say.
"There's nothing else to do." James mumbles.
"Man needs to learn to…" Maya starts.
"Shut." I continue
"The."
"Fuck."
"Up!" she says. We both giggle. One of the guys clears his throat.
"Oh yeah about us. Well we are both going to be sophomores at Roosevelt High School when school starts for us again." I say.
"Both of us are 15 at the moment and my birthday is May 12th. Claire's is March 23rd."
"Well I'm black if you hadn't already noticed, and some people sometimes say I have a resemblance to Jennifer Freeman. And my mom coincidently named me after a role that she played so I get no brake on that…I'm fairly short 5' 5" to be exact and I'm probably not going to grow anymore than this height…which sucks some serious ass." I say.
"I'm white...no dur." Maya snorts and hits her forehead. "Well my hair is naturally this dirty blonde color…um I like cake, I love the internet-"
"But that's irrelevant." I add in. "They don't want to know about all of your hobbies an ambitions." I whisper to her.
"Yeah well if I ever get a chance with any of them they need to know some stuff about me." She whispers back.
"I doubt they'll ever go for either of us after all of this is over." I whisper back to her.
"You never know." She says in a normal voice. Loud enough for all of them to hear. "Well boys welcome to you home for the about 5."
"Days?" Carlos asks.
"Weeks?" Logan.
"Months?" Kendall. She shrugs.
"Maybe 6." They all groan.
"So are you going to trust us?" I ask.
"This means no running for it, nor calling the cops." Maya clarifies.
"If we do say yes, you promise not to rape us or kill us right?" Logan asks.
"Or hurt our hair?" James asks.
"Of course not. We didn't kidnap you to hurt you. We already told you our motives. No freaky stuff." I say.
"Besides, a girl can't rape a guy. It's not possible. Or I mean counted as rape in the legal system." Maya adds. All of their eyes go wide.
"Main point is we won't rape you. Don't worry about it." I cover. They relax in their seats.
"Yeah, so we'll leave you guys to discuss this in private. Remember your choices. One, do the mini concert and go home unharmed or two, go home after being sexually assaulted by two 15 year old girls. Your choice." Maya says happily. I roll my eyes and push her up the stairs out of the basement. We wouldn't really sexually harass them…even though it does sound pretty tempting. We'll see where this goes.
I just hope they don't make this more difficult than it needs to be. They are teenage boys after all though. FML…
A/N so how'd you like it so far? Was it good? My sister says this is going to be a hit but I think she just said that because of the buttered sock. Let me know what you all think. I want to know if you thinks its continue worthy. Review my lovelies. They make the world go round. Not literally but you get the point.
~Love,
I'm Adorkable~