Well, I don't think this one is as good as the last one, but I was in the mood to write a new chapter to this since I had such a great response to the first one. Hopefully the next one will be better. Enjoy, either way!
Disclaimer: The Twilight Series belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
Bold: Bella
Italics: Edward
Regular: Alice
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Hey, Bella?
Bella?
Mmm?
Are you bored? You seem dazed.
My eyes are still adjusting to the shock of Mike streaking.
But that was three days ago now.
No, I really don't blame her. I wanted to hide in the lockers.
I wanted to contact the Volturi.
What?!
Kidding, kidding! Calm down.
Yea, I think I would have seen that, Edward. And I would have told you.
I would hope so.
Hey, Edward?
You're bored.
How did you guess?!
He's a mind reader, duh.
I'm magic.
Magically sexy.
No comment...
So, are your eyes preparing to jump ship once again?
Alice?
I haven't picked up anything – but like I said on Friday, your eyes can't make decisions.
Yea, well, my eyes are very special.
Special conspiring eyes of doom?
DOOM!
Damnsed it, Bella! I never noticed this guy's bounce before. What the heck?!
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring...
Hello?
BANANA PHONE!
Doo, doo, da doo, doo, doo...
Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping...
What in the world is this?
BANANA PHONE!
I've got this feeling...
So appealing...
It's the -... wait, Edward, you know this song?
Is that what you call that?
It's a catchy song. Bella played it for me over the weekend.
Yea, it sounds pretty stupid, but it'll come back to haunt you.
Let's not do that to him.
Awe... okay. Eddie-poo?
Again with the Eddie-poo. What did I do to deserve this name?
It just has a nice flow.
Like Allie-poo?
Nah, that doesn't flow at all.
Not a bit.
Giving up now...
I miss Bob.
The talking, happy puppy?
And Ned.
Who's Ned?
Bob's evil brother.
Sometimes I wish I could read your mind.
I'm with you there.
No, you don't want to get in here. It scares me.
At least we would be entertained through the rest of this class.
Alice, did you bring the duct tape?
Yea, but I really don't think you should...
Should what?
She's going to duct tape Mike Newton's clothes to his body.
So he will never offend my eyes again!
I'm all for that. I'll hold him down.
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"THERE HE IS!" Bella called as soon as she was out of the classroom. Mike stared with wide eyes as Bella and Edward walked swiftly towards him.
"Aye... like I didn't see this coming..." Alice said with a laugh, skipping along behind the two attackers. She watched, knowingly, as Mike turned around and went dashing down the hall. Of course, no one could ever keep up with Edward.
"That's right! Hold him down!" Bella jumped on the defenseless Mike, covering him in mounds of duct tape until the roll was sufficiently empty.
"Pleased?" Edward asked with a crooked grin as Bella clapped her hands together. Bella, Alice and Edward stood over a duct-tape mummy that was formerly known as Mike Newton.
"Yes, very," Bella replied with a grin, "I smell a tradition in the making."
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Wha-la! Poor Mike Newton... Oh well, he should have kept his pants on! Let me know what you think!
Because everyone loves cookies.
