CHAPTER 2

"You, lighten up. You, BIG trouble. You, get in the car."

-The Mummy Returns

My mother opened the door immediately after the sound of the doorbell. She frowned when she saw my sister and I wet from head to toe. "I told you to take a cab Michelle!" she sighed, pushing us into the house.

"That would take too long!" I argued with her.

"Whatever just go get some dry clothes on before your friend comes over."

"Long day at work mom?" Kathy giggled.

"You have no idea," she smiled. I could tell she'd been up since daybreak for her new job. "What's for dinner?" I asked, walking towards my room.

"You'll find out once I think of something." she said sarcastically.

I closed my door, and got into some comfy sweats. Another difference between me and Kathy, she's crazy about clothes, and I'm absolutely not.

I heard the doorbell ring twice, Elizabeth's signal for when she was going to sleep over. I grabbed the two DVDs lying on my night table and ran out. Before I could reach the door, Kathy strode in front of me and opened the door. My best friend was standing there, with her pillow under her arm and excitement bubbling inside of her. "You ready?" I smiled, equally exited. "Who wouldn't be?" she laughed, laying her bed stuff down in front of the TV. "First or second?" she said.

"What do you think? We can stay up all night!" I laughed.

"Must you always watch those movies?" my mother sighed.

"Yes, of course!" we both laughed, turning it on.

"I don't think I can sit through it AGAIN!" my sister grumbled, taking my mothers side. "Come with me Kathy, we can leave the girls alone for the night." she said, taking her hand. "There are noodles on the stove!" she called from her room.

We weren't listening, though. I pressed 'play' on the remote and sat back on the couch. The light outside disappeared, making the room grow darker and darker by the minute. But when you're watching a movie like the Mummy, nothing can distract you. "Go Rick! Save her!" we shouted at the screen. My mother eventually grew tired of screaming at us to stop, and get earplugs for her and my sister.

Elizabeth sleeping over at one of our get together was a weekly thing. It was watching the Mummy and the Mummy Returns that was only a once a month thing for us. Our mothers made that rule after three weeks of straight mummy, every day. Elizabeth and I loved it. We could watch those movies every day, and not get tired of it.

"Alex is soooo adorable, isn't he?" I cooed, once we began the sequel. "I know, right?" Elizabeth sighed, watching the movie intently. It was now two twenty five, but neither of us showed any signs of sleepiness. "Don't open the chest, Evy!" I said, leaning closer. The suspense was hanging in the air, and even though we knew what was going to happen, our eyes widened. We forgot the volume was on high as the water flooded the hallways. "Run!" we both shouted, flinging our arms in the air.

"Quiet down!" Kathy yelled, trying to get some sleep.

Two more wondrous hours passed before the credits popped onto the screen. I couldn't keep my eyes from dropping. "What time is it?" Elizabeth groaned, flopping over on her sleeping bag. "It's almost five." I replied. Only an hour away from my mother waking up. "I don't know if I can stay awake." she said, face buried in her pillow.

"Wake up... Or else I'll make you watch the Tomb of the Dragon Emperor..." I taunted. Elizabeth jerked her head up instantly. "No! Please! I'll be good!"

"Okay, no torturing you today." I grinned. The one thing we absolutely hated. The third installment of the Mummy franchise. After seeing that movie all the way through for the first time, I thought I was going to be sick. "Who does she think she is?" I demanded, yelling at the movie theater screen. "Maria Bello?" I spit the name out like it was a cursed word at the opening night of the movie. Let's just say Elizabeth and I won't ever be seeing that one again. But that was three years ago.

I sat there silently next to Elizabeth, wondering what to do with my life. 'Oh, sure! Someday you'll meet the cast of the movie!' I thought. I realized a few years ago that that will most likely never happen. Nothing like that would happen to an ordinary girl like me. All I had to live for was remembering to finish my homework before Monday morning. Life will always be the same, wake up, go to school, dream, and repeat. If only Elizabeth and I had a super cool life like they did, that's the only thing I ever wanted. My sister would wake up in a few hours, same with my mom. Dad was off at a business trip, much to my displeasure. He seems to be the only one I can ever really talk to in my family.

I would get up and brush my teeth, and life would continue like it usually did.

I continued to wonder in my head all these things, over and over again. I just wish for a miracle, just once...