Okay…. I got a lot of reviews and suggestions, so I'm happy! So here is the next chapter! And once more, thanks for the reviews…Virtual cookies for all!
"Every now and then I have to contradict myself and believe in luck. Like, take now, for instance. Some spastic kid has tripped the fire alarm, and now everyone is running around like the world is coming to an end. Which means that we can check out this wicked little tunnel thing that I came across when I was changing permanent records…I mean…selling cookies…in the basement," Asha is explaining all this to me while dragging me down the hallway. Everyone is completely freaking out. Girls screaming about their hair getting wet, guys starting fights because the water makes them…belligerent or something. It's a mess.
"Hey!" I whip out an arm to grab Fabio. He's grabbed someone's Fig Newtons, and is stuffing them by the sleeve.
"The school is on fire!" Some little fourth grader goes running out of the school, screaming about fire and burning and how the world is coming to an end.
"Honestly, his plans for world domination sounds more like my recipe for a perfect rib barbecue," Asha says, tucking her hair into her baseball cap. Maybe there is a reason she wears that thing. It's a good umbrella. But you should always let your smile be your umbrella. Or atleast that's what Dr. Phil says. A/N: I don't really know if that's what he says, but sounds therapist like.
"Where are we going?" By now, Asha had dragged Fabio and I down the main hallway and down a non-main hallway, away from all the fuss and sprinklers.
"We are going…"She pause for a minute, and then bit her lip. "Funny, I'm lost in a school I've gone to since I was two."
"This way!" I spun around, and Fabio was waving his hands to the left and then scampered-and I mean scampered-down the other hallway. Asha "scampered" after him, and since I don't want to be the last one found floundering around in the hallways after a fire drill has been pulled, I followed.
"How would you know where I'm going," Asha asked Fabio when I had caught up. Fabio gave her a pained look. He raised his hands, palms up, to the ceiling.
"I know everything," he said regally. Then skidded to halt in front of the basement door. I stopped, just short of barreling into him. Then Asha ruined my brilliantly trained reflexes by crashing into me. I fell in to Fabio and he fell on the ground.
"Ouch…" Fabio pulled himself up until he sat cross-legged on the floor. "Do you guys plan his out? Do you purposely try to cause me pain?" Asha rolled her eyes, and pulled a flashlight out of her backpack.
"If we wanted to hurt you, you'd be dead by now," She muttered, shouldering open the door. Immediately, a musty smell knocked me back a few inches.
"You'd think they'd spend more money on health regulations," Asha said, stepping on the first step. "I mean, this cannot possibly be up to standard." She flicked on the flashlight, and the weak beam spread down the basement.
"Mind telling me what were doing here?" I asked, gripping onto the grimy walls. I have no balance.
"Well, so remember how I got into that fight with Cherry Berry?" Asha had reached the bottom, and was riffling through some drawers.
"Yes, vividly," I remember a lot of shouting and a lot of cheering, and a lot of trouble. Fabio sat on top of the cabinet, his legs swinging just above the floor. As usual, he was to short.
"Well, I got in trouble for that, and Head Honcho put it on my permanent. So I figured I'd come down here and 'fix it'". Oh, my God. Is she for real! She's committing illegal acts now! Great! My best friend is a Criminal!
"You know, you could go to jail for this," Fabio said, hopping off the filing cabinet. Asha groaned and closed the cabinet.
"I'm just erasing a fight. Not like I'm changing my grades! And besides," she started to push the filing cabinet to the side. "If we could go to jail, why are you still here."
"I like living on the edge," I spat sarcastically. Fabio shrugged and helped Asha push the cabinet.
"I just have no where else to be," He said. Then he gaped. "What the hell is this doing here?" behind the cabinet was a small tunnel like think, a damp air coming out of it.
"I'm sure it's wondering the same thing about you," Asha said. She started to walk in, but Fabio pulled her back.
"Hello!" He said exasperatedly. "Have you never seen the descent? We'll go in there, and then these creepy naked zombie things will eat us! This is no time to be playing Nancy Drew!" Asha sighed and slapped her backpack on the ground. But surprisingly, for once in my life, I was siding with Fabio.
"Screw Nancy Drew," Asha put on foot into the tunnel. "I wanna be a Charlie's Angel."
"You know," I started philosophically. "The first time the misqiuto sees the zapper light, he goes right into it. The second time, he runs in the other direction."
"First of all," Asha ducked into the tunnel. "Don't compare me to a misqiuto. Secondly, he'd fly in the other direction, not run. And lastly, there is no second time. The bug is dead." A/N: I can't take credit for the misqiuto thing. It's from my Sister's Keeper. But I love it!
"As clever as that was," Fabio began, but was cut off when another beam of light shot down from the top of the stairs. I froze, and Asha ducked in the tunnel, pushing herself against the wall. Like that made her invisible.
Then, before I could react, the new girl-Max-Shot down from the staircase. She slammed into me, and pushed me against the wall. I didn't even have time to think. It was just like…BAM. She pressed her arm against my throat, and for a second I thought she might kill me. I stood there like a deer caught in headlights.
"Who are you working for?" She said angrily. I swear, I was about this close to wetting myself. That would be great. "Why did they send you?"
Don't worry, Max isn't evil. So about, switching it up. I was thinking about doing a POV in ethier Asha or Max…maybe Fabio. IDK! So, which one do you guys wanna see? Review? Yah?