Oh mee Goodneshhhh! I can't believe I'm already on chapter 11!
MERRY KRIZZMASS EVERYBODY!
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11
----------THE WARDEN'S OFFICE----------
"I just don't understand it!"
The Warden pondered whilst walking back and forth the wooden veranda.
Her nails toyed slowly through her course read hair which was braided like a rough rope.
"How could all this have happened in such a short time?" She shouted mostly to herself than the formation of tent councilors in front of her.
One of the councilors cleared his throat.
"Quiet." said the Warden. pressing her eyes with her fingers in concentration. "I'm trying to think!"
There was a moment's pause.
A councilor of C-Tent unwisely opened his big mouth, "Louise, I was wondering if I could----"
The Warden stepped forward and slapped the confronting man in the face. He gasped in pain, but was cut short when the Warden wrapped her bony hand around the councilor's neck.
"What were you wondering again, Mr. Niles?" she asked softly.
"N-nothing... Nothing, Miss. Walker." choked the councilor of C-Tent. His face was turning a purplish shade of blue.
The Warden released her tight grasp from the man's neck and the man's face regained color.
The other councolors said nothing. Pendanski hadn't uttered a word since the previous day. He just stared ahead emotionlessly.
The Warden went back to her 'thinking' pose as she kept her eyes down and began to subconsciously paddle back and forth again.
She put a fingernail between her teeth and bit a sliver off.
Her eyes suddenly widened with realization at what she had put into her mouth. Her hand immediatlely pulled away automatically, scratching her tongue.
"Shit!"
She bent over and had a fit, spitting out the little traces of tasted rattlesnake venom.
The poison was dry, but it was so strong, it could still taste like battery acid even if there wasn't much of it.
"Jesus!"
The B-Tent councilor's mouth opened wide in surprise.
"Louise…uh….you…um…"
"EXCUSE ME!"
The councilor walked over to the Warden's desk and picked up a dusty mirror, slowly handing it over.
She yanked it from his hand and gasped with horror at the reflection.
"My face!"
The nail she had bitten off had accidentally scratched her tongue and created a scar from her bottom lip to the tip of her chin. The scar was already turning a hint of purple.
Mr. Sir chuckled lightly, arrogantly...
The Warden immediately walked over to Mr. Sir. Even though she was shorter, she still intimidated him.
"You fink thith is funny?" she said, her voice muffled by her enlarged tongue.
"No ma'am. I was just... remembering something funny…a long time ago."
The Warden stared at him as if he was the stupidest man in the world.
Without saying a word, she walked slowly to the shelf and picked up a brass case with flowers all over it. Then she opened the cap gently.
Taking out what looked like nail polish, she twisted open the cap and glided the crimson liquid over her manicured nails.
Mr. Sir backed away.
The Warden didn't seem to notice.
Smiling proudly at her glossy fingernails, she softly spoke;
"Just look how it dries…"
In just one second she stepped forward and slashed Mr. Sir's face with her newly painted middle finger.
Mr. Sir screeched and his legs gave way to the pain, leading him crashing onto the floor.
None of the councilors moved. They just stared.
"You were nisher when you shmoked." She said with her large, blue tongue making her look like she was sucking on a pacifier.
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-----D-TENT: LIGHTS OUT-----
"I miss him." said Zigzag.
The other boys turned to him with surprise.
"He was a freak." Squid sneered, his thick eyebrows furrowed.
"So am I, but he was just trying to make a point." Zigzag said in a quiet voice.
"The Retard was making a point? You are overestimating that dumbass." Armpit cackled.
"If he's so dumb, how come he knows everything about us!"
The boys fell silent.
Zigzag opened his mouth to speak, but X-Ray interrupted;
"What did John say to you that day?"
Zigzag's eyes darted away.
"What day?" he asked.
"You know…that time when he used his Freakazoid powers to make you take your medicine without any more problems."
Zigzag raised his arms up high as if he were a pastor about to preach the Revelations apocalypse.
"It's a conspiracy, I tell you!" he began.
"Dammit, X-Ray! Now look what you did! He never shuts up!" Squid complained.
"I swear!"
Zigzag's eyes had a glow inside them as he told the story of how the government arrested him for no reason and put evil liquid in his blood as a sedative.
Magnet rolled his eyes.
The other boys jeered and laughed.
"This was like, only the sixth time you ever took your shots!" Magnet said.
"I had to. If I didn't take the shot I would have died today!"
Smiles disappeared.
"What are you, some kind of Goth?" asked Squid with obtuse scorn.
"Hey! What's wrong with being Goth?" argued Armpit. "...my grandmother was a Goth."
The room fell silent.
Suddenly everyone broke into laughter.
Armpit looked around helplessly with a confused look on his face.
"What the fuck are y'all laughin' at! My grandmother really was a Goth!"
They laughed even harder.
Armpit looked embarrassingly at his hands, his cheeks were so flushed, the color was visible through the smeared dust all over his face.
"Shut up..." he said shyly.
"Hey, Zigzag, you never told us about what happened..." Squid reminded.
Zigzag's smile disappeared and it turned into a weary frown.
"Nothing, really...he just came running towards me with a scary plastic syringe and convinced me to take the medicine shit."
"Yes, but HOW?"
"Well...he told me if I didn't take the medicine that day, I was going to have a panic attack and ...umm...die."
He had the boys' full attention now... for they all did nothing but stare.
Zigzag began, "He told me---"
"---Lemme guess. He said "Annabelle told me if you don't take this shot today you're gonna have a seizure and die." "
Zigzag shrugged. "Yeah. That's basically what he told me..."
Magnet snorted, "He is loco. Why you believe him?"
Zigzag's eyes became very solemn.
"You guys... I have something I thought I never needed to say to you..."
All five other eyes stared patiently at Zigzag.
"When I was younger, I had this weird habit of twitching. The witching got worse and worse until I was sent to the doctor...Eventually, the seizures just...stopped. I don't know how."
Everyone was silent.
Then; "You had epilepsy," said a voice from the darkness.
It was Zero.
All this time, he hasn't said a word.
But Zigzag nodded slowly. "Yeah. I had...I mean, have epilepsy."
Zigzag made a steeple shape with his hands and pressed them against his freckled lips.
"I don't know if that was real epilepsy, or just a name the doctors temporarily made up because they didn't know what to call it...Well, one day the seizures just...stopped."
Magnet was already asleep, snoring like he had a feather in his nose.
All eyes were getting droopy, except for Zigzag's, which were dazed and set at a faraway look.
"Then, the day that John came, I had one of those seizure attacks in the showers. Only this time... it was really bad. Every muscle was slithering around and exploding inside my skin, and I was all alone..."
"How come you didn't tell us?"
"I didn't really think it was a good idea at the time! And then that day, Pendanski did one of his stupid medicine-taking rituals and chased me all around the camp... I ran and hid, and the next thing I knew...John was skipping towards me with the fucking syringe in his hand..."
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"He shouldn't have died. Something went wrong here."
By then, everyone was practically asleep.
He had been talking to himself the whole time.
"Well that was fucking rude. You could have at least stayed up for..."
He was cut short at the sight of the tiny watch that Pendanski had given them.
It was 3:30 A.M.
They would be awakened in just 30 minutes.
Everything would go back to "normal" in 30 minutes.
The next day would start in 30 minutes...
Or would it?
Intoxicated Romance: (-make pouty face-) So I'm not a favorite anymore? Should I change something in the story?
lilmizzrebel31: To tell you the turth, I don't think there are aliens in this story... but the answer to the question about John may never be answered...O.o
thetwitchnwitch: erm...yeah...lol. Tanks for reviewing, it was really nice...and...um...yeah.
EugeleeV: What's DOTM? And how come I've never heard of you before? And yeah, I was kind of tired of the GCL: GIRL stories. It's not original anymore, (though I wrote one myself, but it's really random and if you read it you will die.)
ArwenEvenstar83: Eno is stomach medicine and it tastes like a mixture of rusted metal with a hint of lemon...mmmm...delicious. So I'm a talented author, eh? Wow. I really loved that part (tee hee). Thanx. God, I'm so concieted.
TeaCat: (-zombie eyes-)Stephen King is the ruler of all. Everyone hail Stephen King. (-rocks back and forth-) Stephen King is good at sports and he loves his mom... (blink) no wait...that's my pet guinea pig.
Nosilla: Did you really read the chapter? Go back and read it again, I tell you! And give me a review without the word "wow" in it. I know it's hard, but I believe in you! lol. Damn, Pendanski is creating a moster from beneath the depths of my fading sarcasm! Nooooooo!
Shelley W.: Is that a good or bad thing?