...Well...This isn't good...
I finished my book...
How is that possible, I made sure to bring a big one!(800 pages to be exact) Even worse, I wasn't even dinner time! What was I supposed to do now? Sleep? No, I heard that too much sleep is bad for you. Well, then what?
Jeanette silently stepped out of the safety of the chipmunks room. If she could make it to the basement, to Simon's lab, then she would be safe AND at least be surrounded by science.
Getting down the stairs was hard. She leaned on the bannister to avoid the steps squeaking, but she couldn't stop it completely. The last step creaked as I shifted my weight onto the step. Then, as silent as I could, I made a run for it.
Big mistake; only halfway there, I tripped over my shoelaces. I did a slight tumble, and fell flat on my face. I picked my glasses, and just as I was about to clean them off, I heard footsteps coming down the steps. Panicking, I ran to the steps, ignoring the fact I was blind as a bat. Once again I tripped, sending me falling down the concrete steps.
Before I knew it, two strong hands were gripping me. I at least hadn't fallen on the floor, so I let out a sigh of relief. My savior chuckled and helped me to my feet,"Having some trouble?" Simon asked.
"You don't know the half of it," I groaned. Whatever it was I saw Simon working on was sitting on the table. Beside it was a clipboard with many scratched out equations.
"So,"he said, pouring a blue mixture into the main one,"What were you running from?"
I picked up papers from the floor and starting organizing them,"From your brother."
"Ah, he's not that bad. He won't make you taste EVERYTHING he makes..."
"No," I interrupted," I meant Alvin. I bet he's planning a big prank to embarrass me as we speak!"
Simon smirked,"Alvin's really not that bad." He didn't look up at me," In fact, there are many things you wouldn't realize about him.."
I took a look at Simon's notes. He was trying to make some drink that could boost someone's courage. A weird sort of thing for him to try, but I wouldn't question it.
Suddenly, the door slammed open. I nearly spazzed and threw his notes to the floor. Simon was unphased by his older brother's intrusion,"Dinner!" Alvin shouted, sending an evil grin in my direction, and slammed the door I glared at Simon,"You see?"
He put down his tools,"This is Alvin we're talking about here. He does this to all three of you." He put his arm around me, and we started heading up the stairs,"Just trust me. Now let's go to dinner."
See, I got Chapter 2 up! Once again, please review. It really motivates me to write AND i love hearing opinions!