A/N: Sorry for the delay! But here is the next chapter! We skipped a
lot of boring stuff and just got to the good part. You know, we didn't want
to lag on about Clarice at the office! Hope you enjoy, more to come! And
thanks for the reviews again! :)
Disclaimers: The same as the last 7 chapters! Hee hee.
Clarice came to the warehouse where the rave was taking place. The music was louder than ever.and she wasn't even inside the building yet. Clarice braced herself for the roaring music inside. She kicked open the door and walked in. She always wanted to do that. Ardelia followed behind her, covering her ears.
Inside the warehouse, were tons of teens hoping around, twirling their glow sticks to the pumping base coming from the speakers. Clarice looked around for, Adrian Reynolds. Clarice kept on blinking her eyes, for the flashing strobe lights were in her eyes every 5 seconds.
"How can anyone stand all this," she asked herself.
Clarice turned around to find Ardelia trying to do the liquid with some teen.
"Girl, you have to try this! It's really cool," she shouted with a smile of amusement on her face.
"Oh god. Delia we don't have time for this!"
Ardelia sighed and nodded her head. She attempted to scan the place for Adrian as well. The lights seemed to have gotten brighter and the techno music seemed to get louder than hell! Clarice shoved her way through the dancing mob, throwing their hands up in the air. Her and Ardelia avoided the flinging arms and the glow sticks. Soon Ardelia spotted Adrian.
"Clarice, there he is! Near the speakers," she yelled as she pointed to a tall boy with spiked orange hair, dressed in silver UFO pants and many garments of jewelry.
They made their way to the speakers, hoping they wouldn't go def. Clarice took a hold of his arm and showed him her badge. He smiled at her and continued dancing. He mouthed to her "Dance!" Clarice shook her head no. Once again Clarice showed her badge to him, motioning for him to step outside. He obviously wasn't listening. He grabbed Clarice and started dancing with her. A flush of red came over Clarice's face, of embarrassment and frustration.
With her free arm, she motioned to Ardelia to help her out. Ardelia came behind Adrian. He was moving too much for both to get him down. Clarice was fed up with this. The music, the lights, him, everything. She pulled away from him fiercely and grabbed her gun. She held it out in front of his face as if it were nothing. Adrian immediately stopped dancing.
The bass roared loud, and teens were jumping everywhere. Adrian became very paranoid and decided to try and escape. He jumped into the wave of teens. He soon vanished.
"God damn it!" Clarice yelled.
She dove into the crowed, shoving teens off her. Ardelia tried to follow, but lost sight of her when the lights flashed faster and the music grew louder. She glanced around and saw the DJ above everyone. She could tell the DJ to turn off the music and lights. All Ardelia would have to say was 'FBI'. Ardelia headed to the stage.
This was all to confusing trying to concentrate with the lights going crazy and the music wilder than ever. Not only that, but mad hoping teens everywhere. Clarice wormed her way through the teens and finally spotted Adrian. She tackled him down, wrapping her arms around his so he couldn't hit her in the face. Raver's around them stopped and backed away.
Ardelia reached the stage and leaped on. She flashed her badge to the DJ known as DJ Duckie. Delia motioned to the DJ to turn off the music. She did so and everyone stopped dancing and moaning filled the room. Soon all attention went to Clarice and Adrian on the floor wrestling.
Delia grabbed the microphone and began to speak.
" Please step aside kids, we are with the FBI," she flashed her badge " Do not do anything rational." As soon as she finished her sentenced, teens scattered off screaming, running outside.
Clarice and Adrian were getting trampled by frantic teens. Clarice released her hold of Adrian and attempted to get up. But it was too hard to. Sub-concisely she rolled into a small ball, covering her head. Delia jumped off the stage to save Clarice and Adrian. Ardelia couldn't make it to them; she kept getting knocked off track.
"Clarice!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.
" Ardelia I'm," Clarice stopped yelling as a person stepped on her. She screamed in pain as another teen kicked her in her stomach.
The crowd was soon gone. Clarice opened her eyes to find Adrian motionless on the floor, bleeding. Clarice caught her breath and forced her bruised and battered body up.
"Adrian? Can you hear me?"
Delia came running to the scene. She kneeled down next to Adrian, prompting his head on her lap. Blood seeped from his mouth. He was barely breathing. This was not good.
"Adrian, it's okay. Help is on the way." Ardelia said is a soft whisper.
Clarice winched as she got up. She wobbled to the payphone near the restrooms. Her vision was blurry and she was dizzy. She was soon to be passed out. But, she made it to the phone and dialed 911, telling them they need an ambulance. Right after that, Clarice fell to the floor unconscious. Delia looked over her head and saw Clarice on the floor.
" Oh shit. Not good," she whispered to herself.
Disclaimers: The same as the last 7 chapters! Hee hee.
Clarice came to the warehouse where the rave was taking place. The music was louder than ever.and she wasn't even inside the building yet. Clarice braced herself for the roaring music inside. She kicked open the door and walked in. She always wanted to do that. Ardelia followed behind her, covering her ears.
Inside the warehouse, were tons of teens hoping around, twirling their glow sticks to the pumping base coming from the speakers. Clarice looked around for, Adrian Reynolds. Clarice kept on blinking her eyes, for the flashing strobe lights were in her eyes every 5 seconds.
"How can anyone stand all this," she asked herself.
Clarice turned around to find Ardelia trying to do the liquid with some teen.
"Girl, you have to try this! It's really cool," she shouted with a smile of amusement on her face.
"Oh god. Delia we don't have time for this!"
Ardelia sighed and nodded her head. She attempted to scan the place for Adrian as well. The lights seemed to have gotten brighter and the techno music seemed to get louder than hell! Clarice shoved her way through the dancing mob, throwing their hands up in the air. Her and Ardelia avoided the flinging arms and the glow sticks. Soon Ardelia spotted Adrian.
"Clarice, there he is! Near the speakers," she yelled as she pointed to a tall boy with spiked orange hair, dressed in silver UFO pants and many garments of jewelry.
They made their way to the speakers, hoping they wouldn't go def. Clarice took a hold of his arm and showed him her badge. He smiled at her and continued dancing. He mouthed to her "Dance!" Clarice shook her head no. Once again Clarice showed her badge to him, motioning for him to step outside. He obviously wasn't listening. He grabbed Clarice and started dancing with her. A flush of red came over Clarice's face, of embarrassment and frustration.
With her free arm, she motioned to Ardelia to help her out. Ardelia came behind Adrian. He was moving too much for both to get him down. Clarice was fed up with this. The music, the lights, him, everything. She pulled away from him fiercely and grabbed her gun. She held it out in front of his face as if it were nothing. Adrian immediately stopped dancing.
The bass roared loud, and teens were jumping everywhere. Adrian became very paranoid and decided to try and escape. He jumped into the wave of teens. He soon vanished.
"God damn it!" Clarice yelled.
She dove into the crowed, shoving teens off her. Ardelia tried to follow, but lost sight of her when the lights flashed faster and the music grew louder. She glanced around and saw the DJ above everyone. She could tell the DJ to turn off the music and lights. All Ardelia would have to say was 'FBI'. Ardelia headed to the stage.
This was all to confusing trying to concentrate with the lights going crazy and the music wilder than ever. Not only that, but mad hoping teens everywhere. Clarice wormed her way through the teens and finally spotted Adrian. She tackled him down, wrapping her arms around his so he couldn't hit her in the face. Raver's around them stopped and backed away.
Ardelia reached the stage and leaped on. She flashed her badge to the DJ known as DJ Duckie. Delia motioned to the DJ to turn off the music. She did so and everyone stopped dancing and moaning filled the room. Soon all attention went to Clarice and Adrian on the floor wrestling.
Delia grabbed the microphone and began to speak.
" Please step aside kids, we are with the FBI," she flashed her badge " Do not do anything rational." As soon as she finished her sentenced, teens scattered off screaming, running outside.
Clarice and Adrian were getting trampled by frantic teens. Clarice released her hold of Adrian and attempted to get up. But it was too hard to. Sub-concisely she rolled into a small ball, covering her head. Delia jumped off the stage to save Clarice and Adrian. Ardelia couldn't make it to them; she kept getting knocked off track.
"Clarice!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.
" Ardelia I'm," Clarice stopped yelling as a person stepped on her. She screamed in pain as another teen kicked her in her stomach.
The crowd was soon gone. Clarice opened her eyes to find Adrian motionless on the floor, bleeding. Clarice caught her breath and forced her bruised and battered body up.
"Adrian? Can you hear me?"
Delia came running to the scene. She kneeled down next to Adrian, prompting his head on her lap. Blood seeped from his mouth. He was barely breathing. This was not good.
"Adrian, it's okay. Help is on the way." Ardelia said is a soft whisper.
Clarice winched as she got up. She wobbled to the payphone near the restrooms. Her vision was blurry and she was dizzy. She was soon to be passed out. But, she made it to the phone and dialed 911, telling them they need an ambulance. Right after that, Clarice fell to the floor unconscious. Delia looked over her head and saw Clarice on the floor.
" Oh shit. Not good," she whispered to herself.