Hey, we're back!With muffins.But if you don't review, you can't have any. Psh, you can't have any either way, they're MINE. Carly- you know what, not even gonna try. A new chapter for all of you faithful readers! Heh, my muffins! Enjoy~or don't. Just kidding though, seriously read it.
Disclaimer: Casey, can I be Dan today? You want to be a troll who millions of people hate at the moment? ... They wouldn't hate me if I got Bade back together... I COULD GET BADE BACK TOGETHER! Carly, we have had this conversation before. I want them back together too, but we are not nor can we ever be Dan. Pleeeeeeeeeeeease? Just for today? No! If not today, how about tomorrow? This is not blackberries. I'm ending this. We aren't Dan Schnider at all. Not even pretending.Ugh, I have to follow what she says. BUT YOU STILL GET NO MUFFINS!
"How did it get here?" Tori whispered to herself. "I put it there." Eliza replied with a great amount of pride. "You can do that?" Cat asked in a small voice. "Of course I can! Didn't Jade tell you she even got to see me?" Eliza asked with a fake sense of sweetness.
Everyone looked at Jade, and she rolled her eyes uncomfortably under everyone's stares. "JADE!" Tori whispered-yelled at her, angrily. "What?" Jade snapped back.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Tori asked her. Jade glared back. "I was too busy trying to stop Beck from bleeding to death." She was over-exaggerating, but she was trying to make a point.
"Jade," Beck whispered to her," You should've told us!" Jade whipped her head back to him, pressing her finger carefully into the bandage, making Beck grimace in pain. "What was that, boyfriend?
Beck sighed unhappily. "I hate to break up this little moment, but night doesn't last forever and you've only found two clues." Eliza said impatiently. Jade glared back at the voice, cursing under her breath.
Cat glanced around the room, a small smile on her face, eyebrows pulled together. "Well, would you give us a clue then... Please?"
"Aw, well since you said please." A glimmer of hope flashed across the groups faces. "No! I've been much too lenient already!" Eliza shouted at them her voice echoing down the halls.
"But please is the magic word! It does magic, that's how it always works!" Cat pouted. "Well, sweetie, magic is in fairy tales and this is far from a fairy tale." Eliza told Cat as if she was in kindergarten.
"But, ghosts are in fairy tales. So, isn't this...?" Cat tried, but it was useless. Eliza sighed obviously annoyed, sounding similar to Jade. "Good luck. I may not try to kill any of you this time." Eliza said with a laugh, leaving the hallway silent.
"Oh phooey. I scared her off!" Cat turned around, her red hair flipping up into the air.
"Sure you did, Cat." Jade compiled moving toward the theater door. Cat nodded in agreement, before bouncing after her.
"Are you going to put the key in?" Tori asked Jade, looking from the key, to the girl's face. "No, I figured I'd just hold it and put my finger in the lock instead." Jade said sarcastically. Tori rolled her eyes as Jade pushed the key into the lock.
Beck stepped forward, keeping his injured hand out of anyone's reach. "Is it going to open, or is it another trick?"
Jade turned slightly to glare at him out of the corner of her eye. "How will I know if none of you let me turn the key?" Beck held his hands up in defense. "Turn the thing then."
She turned the skeleton key and heard a loud click, she turned the door knob and pulled the door open. She let out a sharp gasp at what she saw. "What?" Beck asked peeking over her shoulder. There was one light glaring down onto the stage. As well as the chairs that were once stacked were now set up in perfect rows. The catwalk that had fallen was placed back so that you would never know it moved.
"Looks like its set up for a show." Andre started, looking around. "Yeah, but who set it up?" Tori asked grabbing onto Andre's sleeve.
"Gosh, are you guys stupid or something?" Jade said exasperatedly. "Who else would have set it up?" Robbie searched for Cat's hand which she willingly gave to him.
"Jade, she's a theatrical ghost." Beck said. Who else would set up a theater, Beck?" Jade asked him, putting her hands on the back of a chair.
"No, remember to be theatrical ghost she has to have a connection to the theater! We already know she died here but now we know that this place is why she's still here." Beck concluded.
"Thanks Sherlock, I'm sure we all knew that though." She looked around the room, at everyone's lost faces. "Or not, because they're all idiots." She mumbled under her breath.
"Oh, a smart one." Eliza said as sarcastically as Jade. But it was different this time. It wasn't filling the air around them; it was coming from one location. Eliza glided out from behind the curtain.
"You all are here just in time for my show. Take a seat." Eliza said gesturing towards the chairs. Without control the group took their seats in the theater and Eliza smiled to herself.
"It's funny really, how quick someone's life can end. One minute you're on top of the world. Perfect school, perfect grades, great opportunities, perfect everything. Then it gets ripped away in two seconds!" Eliza basically growled.
She cleared her throat and continued. "The worst part about dying is you're memory doesn't last. Everyone who knew you dies and you die with them. That's when stories like the one your little friend here told you." Eliza hissed pointing at Jade. "The worst part about it, is in that story, they leave out a big part of the story." She paused for a minute to study the group's faces. "They left out who I'm going to kill. I can guarantee you; they're in this room, but not for long." She chuckled to herself. "I'm starting to sound like an old play or story, aren't I? No matter, I have to go. It takes a lot for me to do this. I guess you could ask Jade if you wanted to know more about me." Eliza said with a smirk before disappearing completely.
"Jade, what is she talking about?" Tori asked her, turning to face the black, and green haired girl. "Is there something you left out?" Tori spoke through her teeth, obviously upset. The others looked at Jade who had her glare fixed firmly on the stage. Beck moved from the chair he was in and slid next to her. "Jade, you need to tell us what happened." She ignored him. "Jade." He tried again to no avail. "Jade!" He shouted grabbing her shoulders to force to look at him. "Tell us what happened. Everything."
Jade took in a deep breathe holding it for a few seconds before letting it out. "She told me that the story was true. Every last word. Even the part about killing someone for revenge, but she didn't tell m who." Jade said refusing to look Beck in the eye even though she could feel his worried gaze on her.
"Do you think she meant you?" Beck asked her.
Jade stayed quiet, for a minute before answering," Maybe."
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