Note:I know, I said I'd have this chapter up sooner, but it ended up being longer then I thought. So sue me. Anyways, I'm camping from Tues to early Thurs. Then leaving for vaction on Fri and won't be back until the fallowing Sunday or Saturday. Myrtle beach with friends) So, I'll try to update something eventually, but don't count on it. But look at it this way, In have the whole month of August freeee..-Casey

October 1, Tuesday

Izzie: They are so gonna kill us for that.

Ana: Do you think that they will get suspended?

Iola: Naw. Joe's stupid, and Chet is useless. Tony is a badass, so that won't help. But Frank is a perfect student with perfect grades. They'll go easy.

Callie: Wow, thanks for the summary, I.

Iola: Oh don't mention it.

-The four girls smile evilly to themselves. All of a sudden, Frank, Chet, Tony, and Joe walk in. The teacher says…-

"Um, boys, why are you late to class? And who are you?"

-Frank, Joe, Chet, and Tony glare at the girls. Frank answers,-

"We were being INTERROGATED by the principle because he thought we pulled the MARBLE AND BOUNCY BALLS prank. But we DID NOT and DON'T KNOW who did."

-There is only one rule to the prank war. You can't, by no means, rat out the other team. The teacher nods, timidly, because even though he is not speaking to Iola and Izzie, these are their friends and he fears for his dignity. Tony then says,-

"Oh, and I'm Tony. They moved me to this class because IOLA AND IZZZIE are my English partners. You might have to make it official though…"

-The teacher, who violently fears Izzie and Iola for a good reason, nods in fear. The boys then go sit in their seats and Tony pulls an empty chair up to Izzie's desk.-

Chet: You four seriously suck ass.

Izzie: Wow. That was…blunt.

Frank: If we weren't in public, Iz, then I would have so killed you by now.

Izzie: Oh, I know you love me.

Tony: What exactly did you guys do? All I know is I'm sitting in English class, next thing I know I'm in the principle's office.

Callie: Well, for the last week or so, us girls have been collecting marbles and bouncy balls.

Iola: And today, we let them all lose in the halls.

Ana: We had over 900.

Izzie: They went everywhere, teachers were falling, and such.

Callie: But the reason you guys got pulled into the principles office, is we put a bag of bouncy balls and marbles in each of your lockers, and gave the teachers a tip that you guys did something.

Izzie: Ta-da!

Chet: Evil.

-At that moment, an announcement came over the intercom.-

"Will Callie Shaw and Frank Hardy report to the supply closet."

Callie: WHAT? WITH him.

Frank: Oh, god!

Izzie: Well you better go…

Frank: You so had something to do with this.

Izzie: Lovely theory big bro, now prove it.

-Callie and Frank then unhappily get up and stalk off to the supply closet.-

Chet: Oh you so had something to do with this.

Izzie: Hell yeah, and Belle, Iola come on!

Ana: Belle?

Izzie: Oh whatever. Let's go.

Ana: K.

Tony: Oh, so you're leaving me here with these this idiot!

Izzie: Uh yeah.

Ana: Basically.

Iola: Pretty much.

Chet: Thanks, Tony. Your sweetness is overwhelming.

Tony: You know that made you sound really gay, right?

Chet: TONY!

Tony: Great, now your leaving me with a guy who wants to kill me. You three are very evil.

Izzie, Iola, and Anna: We know.

Callie Shaw and Frank Hardy despised each other.

Or so they thought, but we all so know that they are in loveeeee.

But right now, they are currently walking down the hall together.

Well, Frank is on the far right side and Callie is on the far left.

The two were the perfect couple, but they were blind.

And freaking out everybody else walking down the hallway.

But, finally, after two whole minutes of painful glaring they reached the supply closet.

For another minute or so, they stood there glaring.

Then the door was thrown open, they were pushed inside, and the door was locked behind them.

Callie then banged on the door.

"YOU MOTHER FUCKERS! HOW? WHAT? OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR!"

Frank started to beat on the door also.

"ISABELLE! OPEN THE DOOR!"

Callie glared at Frank.

"Oh, like yelling at them is going to make them open the door."

"YOU just yelled at them to open the door!"

The two had changed from yelling at Ana, Izzie, and Iola to yelling at each other.

Izzie, who was on the other side of the door in between Ana and Iola, rolled her eyes.

"You two better relax! Cause we are not letting you out of here until you sort out your differences!"
Callie and Frank let their jaws drop.

They were so screwed.

"Iz, you are my best friend! Iola, Ana, same. Just, let me out!"

Callie wined fearfully. Iola smiled.

"Sorry, Cal. But letting you out would defeat the purpose. And we are doing this for you…kinda sorta. Anyways, we'll come back after Study Hall, and if you two haven't kissed and made up- or at least not having violent dreams about murdering one another with strange objects like chainsaws, ice cubes, and chocolate- then were leaving you in here over night. Audios!"
The three girls then walked away, making jokes the whole time, and leaving Callie and Frank to their own personal hell.

"HUZZAH! WE ROCKKKK!"

Screamed Izzie, as she did her infamous crappy cartwheels down the hallway, Ana and Iola were simply laughing at her, until she hit somebody.

The same somebody Joe got kicked in the balls by.

"OMIGOD! WHAT IS WITH YOU HARDYS!"

Kelly Stella then ran screaming down the hallway, leaving a confused, but laughing, trio behind her.

"You Hardy's, god, have you pranked her before?"

Said Ana through giggles.

Izzie shrugged.

"Dunno. I guess us Hardy's just give people the urge to run screaming. My brothers make nurses do it, since there in hospitals so much…I mean, Bayport hospital has their records memorized."

Iola smiled.

"Whatever. I guess we should head back to study hall, oh, and Iz, did you put the web cam in the closet?"

Izzie smiled.

"Well yeah, I put the lap top in the locker, let me get it and bring it back to study hall."

The evilly (hot) trio then headed for Izzie's locker.

"Uh, guys, won't the Mr. Macon be mad?"

Both Izzie and Iola looked at Ana in shock.

"Annabel, my dear, I have five rules.

5.Never get caught.

4.Try everything once

3.Preps are the enemy

2.Always use condoms

and

1. Make sure that all males, teachers included, are either wrapped around your finger or too scared to mess with you, in this situation I went with the latter."

With that Izzie pulled her black laptop from her locker and the three headed back to study hall. The three burst through the door, while a mask of fear washed over Mr. Macon's face. He looked as if he might say something, but Izzie had that covered.

"Why, Mr. Macon…"

Izzie walked over to Mr. Macon and sat on his desk with one leg laying across the desk in a sexy way.

"I have successfully locked my best friend and older brother in a closet together. And I have put a web cam in there before they went in, and my friends and I would really like to watch them."

Izzie then cut the sweet tone and got face to face with Mr. Macon and grapped his tie.

"Listen, we can do this the easy way or the hard way, you can either let us use this laptop, or I will be forced to use this silly string I have in my bag."

Mr. Macon shook his head up and down. He was shaking like a leaf.

"Y-y-yes. Y-You Ca-Can use the lap-laptop."

Izzie smiled wickedly and let go of Mr. Macon's tie.

"Why, thank you, and this conversation never happened."

Izzie then added a wink in for good measure and headed over to her desk with Iola and Ana right behind her and Tony and Chet silently applauding her performance from their seats.

Izzie: Am I a kick ass actress or what?

Tony: I have to admit, you rocked.

Chet: Really, why couldn't have used your amazing acting skills all those times we got in trouble?

Iola: Yeah, really.

Izzie: Because, my lovely acting skills only may be used in dire emergency. NOW LETS TURN THIS COMPUTER ON AND WATCH!

-Izzie then plugged the computer in and turned the web cam on. A hush fell over the room and soon all the kids were watching Callie Shaw and Frank Hardy glare…-

Frank Hardy and Callie Shaw sat in that supply room.

"You know, I'm not happy about this."

Said, Callie, picking at her nails.

"Nor am I. But what are we gonna do? All of Izzie's plans are full proof. You're her best friend, I mean, haven't you figured this out by now?"

Callie glared.

"Well, duh. I just haven't been on the other end of Izzie's plots."

Frank smiled.

"I've never been on that end. Even as a little kid she was like this though. I remember when we Iz and Joe were four and I was five. Our dad was watching us, but he had worked a late shift the night before, so Iz found a bunch of band aids and stuck em all over him."
Callie smiled.

"That's Iz for you. I remember just last year when Iz was complaining about never having been T.P. 'ing before, so Iola, Iz, and I went T.P 'ing. We T.P. ed a few houses, but at our last one for the night the guy almost caught us, so we hid in the bushes, but we fell asleep somehow and the sprinklers woke us up the next morning. But then we walked back to where we had parked the car to find that it had been towed."
Frank and Callie shared a laugh.

Things were looking up.

-Back in the class room-

Izzie smiled happily and shrieked in delight.

"YAY! They are bonding over me!"

Iola rolled her eyes.

"Iz, them bonding over you isn't exactly a good thing, considering that they are talking about all the evil things you have done."

The whole class then yelled at the two girls, since this was far more interesting then their homework, and since the teacher was huddled in a corner fearing for his life.

-In the closet…-

Callie and Frank sighed.

They knew this was stupid.

Well, kinda.

They had already shared several stories about Iz, but were at a loss for words.

Callie decided to be the adult here. One, because it was the right thing to do and two she could use this against him later.

"Look, Frank. I don't see what I did wrong, but lets make a deal."

Frank raised his eyebrows.

"This is not some cheesy game show."

Callie groaned and did the infamous face palm hand motion.

"Not the game show! I mean, if you let it go that I'm dating Rick, I'll forget this whole thing never happened, then we'll get out of this closet, and all's well that ends well."

Frank nodded, gulped, and did the impossible.

"Look, Cal, I'm sorry. I was just…"

Callie nodded.

"It's fine. Let's just put this whole thing behind us."

They shook hands, (Although they so wanted more) and then Callie noticed something on the ceiling.

"Hey, is that a web cam?"

The two stood up to get a closer look.
"ISABELLE!"

-Back in the class room.-

The class started laughing as the Callie and Frank tried to take down the web cam.

But since Iz had used her lunch period to super glue it up there it wasn't exactly easy, per say.

"Hey, Joe, go let Callie and Frank out for me."

Izzie then tossed the keys that she had borrowed without asking from the janitor.

Joe glared.

"So they can take their anger at you out one me? Sorry, but no."

Izzie then did the thing she does best.

Scheme.

"Well, Joe, that's a shame. Do you want to know why it's a shame?"

Joe's eyes winded. He knew he was in trouble.

"Why?"

Izzie smiled happily and traced the desk with her finger.

"Well, remember the time you broke Mom's favorite lamp?"

Joe raised his eyebrows. By now the class had went back to homework, although the bell was going to ring soon. Tony and Chet were playing tic tac toe, and Ana and Iola were watching Joe and Izzie argue.

"But you and Iola broke that lamp, and we told mom that it was the dog."

Izzie had recently got a saint Bernard, named Fergie. Along with the family's dog, a golden retriever named Mystery.

"Aw, but you know it was me, because you were yelling at us to stop throwing that baseball, I know it was me because I threw that baseball, Iola knows it was us because she missed the baseball, but does mom know all this? No. She thinks that Mystery did it. Since I didn't have Fergie yet. But, anyways, I'm sure if I went to mom and, oh, I dunno, revealed some information to her, she would be plenty happy to punish you."

Joe glared.
"Gimmie the damn keys. I'll be back."

Izzie smiled.

"Bye my dear twin."

The bell then rang.

"YAY! FREEDOM! I say we go to Denny's and have an eating contest, then go to that big office building over on main street and ride the elevations, then head over to the mall to go up the down escalation, then head home to watch Grease. All in favor?"

The group of friends then left the room laughing.

Another day in the life of the insane.