This chapter is short, my brain insisted that I chop it up and have the next one be longer and then there will be one more chapter after that. Keep up the reviews!

Ch 14

Libby woke up the next morning with a smile on her face, her talk with Jimmy the night before about a devious scheme had her going. She had a purpose and a drive today. She did feel bad about the way it needed to be done, yet she was happy to do her part in something that may get her best friend to stop being a lifeless zombie.

Jimmy met with Libby early in the next morning to pan out the details. There wasn't much more time to get this plan going.

Cindy didn't see Libby until lunch and even then, she was not as talkative as normal. Cindy felt as though Libby was acting weird, hiding something from her.

Libby rushed through lunch. She could tell Cindy was watching her closely and wanted to explain, but it would ruin everything and she couldn't risk that. Not for Jimmy, or for Cindy. She was the school gossip, so she knew that Betty would be in the southern girls bathroom-the furthest from any teachers' rooms to smoke halfway through lunch period. As she approached, a hint of guilt came over her. Cindy was her best friend, and to do this behind her back, was it right?

"Come on, Libby, just get it over with." She urged herself. As Libby opened the door, she saw exactly what she heard she would. Betty sitting more like lounging on the edge of the wall that stuck out, with the window open. A slight breeze tossing her hair behind her, cigarette in her fingers.

Libby cleared her throat to announce her presence. She and Jimmy had rehearsed this several times this morning, why was she so nervous now?

"Miss Betty Quinlin," Libby began.

Betty turned her head, finally paying mind to the intruder on her solitude.

"Mr. James Isaac Neutron requests the presence of your companionship this Saturday evening for the dance."

Betty sat straight up. She put out her cigarette and closed the window. She smiled as she got up, walked passed Libby and said, "Tell him I can't wait."

Libby breathed a sigh of relief. "Glad that is over with!"

She pulled out her cell phone and texted Jimmy. "Betty said yes."

A few seconds later her phone beeped with Jimmy's response. "Good."

The bell rang and Libby rushed to her next class.