This chapter is not as good as the other ones so I'm sorry if this one disappointed you guys. Hopefully, I'll get this chapter as long as I can without getting it boring. The last one was too short but I guess it was good enough.
Jexiny- You spelled assumptions close enough. I knew you would like that chapter. It's probably just too short. The middle isn't that powerful…I think. It's probably just the start and the end. I think I updated fast enough for you.
Automatic Translator- Thank you for the compliments and you're missing the 'p' in assumptions.
Hobbit69- I knew that song wasn't that bad. It was supposedly supposed to be in the story. Like the story was based on it. But I had other ideas and I don't think some of us would enjoy that anyway. Sorry for the wait on the chapter. I just really don't get the time to do certain things that I want to on the computer. Maybe it's just because my family steals away the computer from me.
Automatic Translator- Hopefully, I've done this chapter in time.
Cornelia crazy- I will let you die in suspense. No…just kidding.
Automatic Translator- Hopefully, I made this chapter quick so that you haven't died yet.
Cornelia Hale- That was a reaction I wasn't expecting. I am…words let me down now…how dare they. I am…oh wait…flattered. Yeah, flattered. Thank you a whole bunch.
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emerald-mistress- Well…thanks.
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The phone rang.
"Oh my god, what is with her today?" an annoyed girl muttered as she put down the pen that she was working with and tore her mind away from the report she was working on. Her wild hair trailed behind her as she picked up the phone receiver and grumpily said, "Hello?"
"Will!"
"Yeah, I know I'm Will," Will answered and recognized Cornelia Hale's voice. Then she added, "What do you want now?"
"I just had the greatest idea!"
"And your point is?" Will shifted the weight on her left leg to her right leg quickly. She knew what Cornelia would say. It was the only thing that Cornelia called for today.
"Listen! Irma's dad is off duty today. Irma is home today as well as the rest of her family. But, Irma will be home alone because her dad and mom are going shopping together. I asked them if we, you, me, Hay Lin, and Taranee, could come over and they agreed. And do you know what that means?" Cornelia answered herself. "That means no one except the WITCH will know if I take a peek at Irma's dad's gun holding license," Cornelia's voice faded. After a brief moment of silence, she said, "And then I get the gun to kill the killer myself."
Will nodded her head, but was thinking that Cornelia might have been thinking over the Caleb tragedy a bit too much. It was nearly three years ago, when they were all fourteen, but Cornelia fifteen. Will knew that it ate Cornelia's heart and she felt awful. But she believed that Cornelia was taking too much matter in this herself. Will personally would have done that, but a part of her would have wanted Cornelia to just leave the arresting matter to the police.
"Okay," Will answered.
"You're a great friend, Will. Come over to Irma's at one."
An abrupt slamming down of the phone was heard on the other side of the line.
Will, still holding the phone, looked up at the time.
12:30.
There was thirty more minutes before the big plan would start.
Irma waited for the bell to ring. She couldn't wait to see her friends again, in person. It was a long time since they've seen each other. The only actual type of contact they got was the phone. And the Oracle hasn't called upon them for a long time.
Irma realized how snowy it was outside. The snow was flying around in blizzard-like drifts. Irma almost had a feeling that the group would never get here in time.
Suddenly the bell rang.
Irma hurriedly ran to open the door.
She hugged the person standing in the doorway, whoever it was.
"Corny!" Irma yelled.
"Don't call me Corny," Cornelia said. Cornelia wasn't changed at all. She still was the same Corny, even after the Caleb tragedy. Irma was half expecting her to lock herself in her room again. Cornelia flashed a big grin.
Irma was closing the door when someone shouted, "Wait! Don't close the door!"
Hay Lin!
Hay Lin flew into Irma's house, her snowed boots leaving slush on the welcome mat. Irma didn't mind, even if it did go all over the expensive flooring next.
Irma was shivering because of the cold draft.
Taranee suddenly burst in the house, taking care of close the door afterward.
It was a very happy reunion.
But…
"Hey," Cornelia said, "where's Will?"
Will pulled on her sneakers and grabbed her coat on the way out. She left and ran down the apartment hall about five steps.
"My KEYS!" Will yelped.
She ran back and held the door open just when it was about to close. Why did there ever have to be automatic door lockers nowadays?
Will reached in the house and grabbed her keys. Her coat still wasn't on yet and Will locked the door.
Running down the steps, she tripped over two steps.
Her jacket wasn't on so it came down before her and she slid the rest of the way to the next landing.
Finally, she emerged out of the apartment and realized that there was a mini blizzard out there.
In sneakers and a thin jacket, Will ran her way to Irma's house, almost slipping on ice several times before getting only a block away from her apartment.
"Why am I so stupid?" Will muttered.
Irma yelled out, "GROUP HUG!"
"HI! I'M HERE!" Will screamed. Her cheeks, nose and ears were red.
"FINALLY!" Hay Lin added.
"GROUP HUG!" Irma yelled out again.
This time there really was a group hug.
But, Cornelia was first to get out of the struggle.
"Where's your parent's room?" Cornelia felt like adding, particularly your dad's. But shedidn't say anything more. Cornelia was good at keeping her mouth shut at times like this. The only person that she actually trusted on this was Will, for some reason. The WITCH would know that she saw the gun holding license. But, they wouldn't know what she would do with it.
"Upstairs," Irma answered, "why?"
"I just want to check out something," Cornelia said, almost smacking herself. How dare she say something so unusual? Then again, she didn't say, I wanted to see your dad's license.
Will happened to look up at Cornelia.
Cornelia ignored the glare and began to slyly walk up the stairs. When she thought the others weren't looking, she began to run up the stairs quickly.
"Hey Corny, where you going?" Irma yelled out.
Big mouth Irma. Cornelia wished that sometimes Irma should have kept her own thoughts to herself. Then again, Cornelia was her friend for that reason. But under these circumstances, it wasn't necessary.
"She's probably looking for the bathroom," Hay Lin answered.
Good Hay Lin. Your creative mind comes to play right at an emergency.
"That's right," Cornelia's voice wavered. She continued up the stairs.
Cornelia felt bad. This was like ditching her friends and letting them down. Except, without them knowing. That was even worse.
Cornelia paced herself down the hallway, opening every door to see if it looked like the parent's bedroom.
There it was.
First place to check out…the drawer.
"Cornelia," a voice rang out. "What are you doing here?"
At first, Cornelia thought it was Irma, just snooping around. But Cornelia recognized Will's voice and sighed.
"You're looking for that aren't you?"
"Yeah," Cornelia sighed.
"Why do you want to kill him?" Will asked.
"You do not understand avenge, do you?"
"Maybe."
"Please help me find it."
Will bit her lip. She didn't want to leave Cornelia alone to her own will. Maybe she could talk it over with Cornelia after they found the license. Maybe then Cornelia would listen. "Okay," she answered.
Cornelia's face lit up the most since the Caleb incident.
Will almost felt glad helping the future assassin. She opened the drawers on her side, finding nothing.
Cornelia went to check out the closet.
Will thought again. Should I be helping her? If I don't, she might get upset and bring herself into more trouble than she intended to be in. So if I help her, where would a license usually be?
Will glanced around. It would be in a wallet. A wallet isn't usually put in a coat jacket. That's where most thieves would look. It would be…
in a dresser.
Will tried to look for something close like a dresser. Maybe a nightstand. She found one and dug through the contents. The drawer was deep, many items could be stored here without knowing.
Will heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Taranee was talking.
She saw Cornelia head out and give Will a warning but Will didn't feel like stopping. She was so close.
Will reached her hand in nowhere and felt leather.
The wallet!
Will tried grabbing it, but it kept slipping away.
The friends were so close.
And she was so close. She couldn't just give up now.
Just when all hope was lost, Will grabbed the wallet and pulled it up, closing the drawer just in time for Irma and Hay Lin to come in.
"What are you doing here?" Irma said, suspiciously.
"I'm just checking out this nightstand. It's some awesome wood," Will quickly backed herself up.
"I know. Its beech wood. That costs a lot nowadays," Irma beamed.
Hay Lin came forward to touch the smooth wood.
Will did her best to keep the wallet on the opposite side of them.
"That reminds me," Taranee said, coming in. "Where's Cornelia?"
"Oh she's in the bathroom…" Will said, hoping that Cornelia was in there.
"So, you guys wanna have a snack?" Irma asked.
"That'll be great!" Will answered first. "But first, I'll see if Cornelia is okay," Will answered.
Cornelia loved Irma's house. Not only was it beautiful but it was also great for overhearing things for. Cornelia was in the bathroom.
She listened to the whole conversation that Will, Irma, Hay Lin, and Taranee had.
So it was in the nightstand.
Will must have been a bit more clever than Cornelia to be able to figure that out. Maybe not smart, but clever. That's a good sign for a detective. Maybe Cornelia should get her to come with her to find out who the murderer is. Then Cornelia would handle everything else.
Once she got the gun.
But Cornelia wasn't sure if Will had the wallet. She could have just been standing next to it.
A wallet slipped under the door.
Well, that answered the question.
"Wait, stay," Cornelia said, hoping that it was Will out there.
"Kay," a voice said back.
Cornelia looked through the wallet, checking that it had the license.
It did.
Cornelia quickly put it into her pocket and opened the bathroom door.
"I'm going to photocopy it later. Just make sure that you stay here while I'm out. I'm going to give it to you right after to put back," Cornelia explained. She looked into Will's nervous face. "Then everything will be alright."
"Sure…"Will hesitated.
"Where are they now?"
"Planning to make themselves a snack. They think that we're acting suspicious, I think."
"You go and act normal. No, don't act. Be yourself and have fun. Pretend that nothing is happening. Okay?"
Will nodded grimly.
Will shuffled into the kitchen where Taranee was setting out cookies. Hay Lin was fixing up some lemons. Irma was taking some things out of the pantry.
"Hey Will," Hay Lin looked up from the lemons. "We're fixing our own cracker topping. You can help Irma by looking around for topping stuff."
"Hey guys! I have to stop by the library to copy something!" Cornelia said casually.
"The library's a long way off from here. You can go to a nearby pharmacy that has a copier instead," Irma suggested.
"Okay, that'll do." A sound of the closing door broke out.
Will sighed. Act normal and pretend you don't know anything.
Cornelia hurried along the snowy sidewalks to get to the nearest copy machine available. She hoped nothing was going wrong at Irma's house. Nothing that Will couldn't stand up against.
Cornelia wondered if she really should put out the revenging plan she would do. It seemed right enough but another half of her, the one that she wasn't using right now, kept itching to say something. To stop her.
But it was too late already.
Cornelia had made up her mind.
The decision was made.
No doubt about it.
Cornelia would do it.
She pulled open the door and looked around for the nearest copier machine. When she found it, she quickly glanced around, hoping that no one was spying on her. She quickly took out the card and swiped it underneath the cover of the machine. She quickly pressed copy and heard the machine noisely make a copy of the card for her.
She picked up the paper.
Perfect.
She took back the ID card and quickly walked back to Irma's house.
"I wonder what Cornelia's copying," Irma said, stuffing a cracker into her mouth.
"It's probably some research paper," Taranee answered.
"She wasn't carrying anything," Hay Lin said.
"That's right..." Taranee realized.
"Cornelia probably has to copy something important and personal," Will tried to stop herself from saying more by eating a cheese-topped cracker.
The three friends noticed no suspicion. Instead, they nodded their heads in agreement.
The bell rang.
Will hurriedly got to the door first and Cornelia slipped her the ID card.
"Welcome back Corny!" Irma said. "We have some crackers in the living room if you want to have a snack after your copying."
Will stared and placed the ID card in her back pocket. Was Irma going somewhere?
Cornelia replied, "Sure."
"So what did you copy?" Irma asked.
"Oh, just something a bit personal,"Cornelia answered calmly.
That was it. Irma knew that Cornelia and her were hiding something.
Irma pointed to the paper. "Can I see that?"
Cornelia, still between the door folded the paper and commenced to place it in her pocket.
Irma whipped her hand out like a snake and took the paper unexpectedly. She unfolded it and saw the black and white image on the top left corner, immediately recognizing it.
Have a Miserable New Year!
...Reverse Phycology...
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