Of coarse, it had to be Volla that freed Freakshow. Let's hope that Delilla can free Bradley. Review please!!
Delilla and Dawn's mouths were opened wide as Operatives T and U finished their story. It wasn't surprising that Volla was the one who caused the trouble. She did have a thing of causing trouble. Delilla was really worried about Bradley and needed to find out how to get him out. She and Dawn saw Diana and Sammantha fly down after hearing about the lock down at Casper High on the News.
"We heard what happened," said Diana.
"Yeah, looks like that shield is pretty strong," sighed Sammantha.
"I'm afraid there maybe no hope, not even all the Phantoms together can break through that," told Operative T.
"Oh crud," widened Dawn.
"We need more ghosts to help, if only there were other ghosts powerful or willingful enough to destroy that shield," explained Operative U as Diana rubbed her chin and came up with an idea.
"I think I know some ghosts that can help, at least I hope that can," muttered Delilla as she changed into her ghost form and flew into the sky.
Dawn cocked his eyebrows as he saw his sister fly out and said, "I hope she's not thinking of doing anything stupid."
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Bradley Masters OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Bradley, Josh, Kyle, Marcy, and all the other students of Casper High were all trapped in the gym with Freakshow. The teachers, principal, and other staff were all crowded in fear and wondering if they would get out. Bradley sighed as Josh came right behind him.
"Hey dude, I'm sure someone will get us out. Maybe your girlfriend," said Josh.
"I know, I'm just worried about the song I'm supposed to write for the Father's Day Festival," told Bradley.
"Really, what are you gonna write about?" Asked Josh.
"I have been thinking, and I'm just gonna write something I wish I could say to my dad," said Bradley as he gave Josh the paper.
"Hm, I am a question to the world, not an answer to be heard, or a moment that's held in your arms. Nice," nodded Josh.
"Yes, but I am not done with this and I got a lot more to do. Now, I just need to know . . . hm," thought Bradley as he wrote some more words down on the paper in his hand.
Meanwhile, you see Kyle and Marcy sitting together on the bleachers at the very top away from the other girls who were talking about how scary this place was and the guys saying how not cool it was or wishing for their mommies. Marcy crossed her arms and looked down at her feet as Kyle put an arm around her shoulders.
"Something wrong?" Asked Kyle.
"Nothing hon, I'm just thinkin is all," smiled Marcy, "Delilla will get us out as soon as she can."
"And here I thought I'd have the perfect Senior year," smiled Kyle as the two laughed.
"Now we find ourselves here and not to mention that Bradley is needing of his girlfriend's assistance," said Marcy.
"Looks like it," sighed Kyle as he stretched his arms.
"You always have to stretch like that around me?" Asked Marcy, "I never see you do that with the Cheerleaders. I like it when you talk to me."
"R . . . really?" Smiled Kyle as Marcy nodded, "you know, in this light you kinda look . . . um great."
"Ok Kyle, how bout you just say it," said Marcy.
"Say what?" Confused Kyle as he felt a kiss on his cheek from her, "um uh."
"I like you too," said Marcy as their lips met and parted, "you ain't a bad of a kisser."
"You're not bad yourself," smiled Kyle as Marcy gave a small chuckle.
