Leigh went digging under our bed for a blank notebook. She kept several there for school and just in case anyone would need them. Leigh was just that kind of person.
She came up with a purple spiral notebook without the perforated edges, meaning that the pages didn't tear out, which was good.
She opened to the first page, went to her desk and got her own WAAT pen and wrote down our questions- Why was Marco at the 7-11? Is Marco not dead after all?
She said, "It's a good idea to write down all our stuff and keep all evidence in this notebook. You use your own notebook and email me if anything comes up. You said that Marco entered after you?" She paused and I nodded. "Did you see which direction he came from?" I shook my head.
Leigh was a very take-charge kind of person, but I was sort of, and it was making me a little mad. It was, after all, my mystery. I had seen Marco. But I also understood that she wasn't just asking these questions to take charge. She wanted to know everything, so we had equal knowledge; she and caught little details that I missed, and vice versa, so we made a good team.
"Let's just look in the general area of the 7-11, you know, just like a half-mile radius each way?" I suggested.
"I'll check with my mom, you check with yours, meet back here in 10 minutes with your bike, which would be 2:00." She said. See what I mean about taking charge? I swallowed my annoyance and headed home.
"Mom?" I yelled. "Leigh and I are going for a bike ride, okay?"
"Okay, be back by 5!" She yelled. Excellent! I grabbed my bike, rode over to Leigh's, and waited outside a few minutes.
Leigh came out and said, "I can't go until tomorrow. My mom is mad that I didn't tell her the last time I went for a bike ride. I wasn't allowed to bike ride for a week, but the week's over tomorrow."
"Oh. Okay. I'll go with you tomorrow. In the meantime, I'll do some online investigating." I said.
"Online investigating?" she asked incredulously.
"I have his old screen name. I'm going to email him and see if I get a response. I'll also put him back on my AOL buddy list so if he logs on with his old screen name I'll IM him. If he changed his, I can do a check in the directory thing for a new screen name, but he's probably put it under a fake name if he got another one after he 'died'."
"Okay, that's cool." She said. "Bye.
"Bye!" I called as I biked away.
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A/N: Okay, it's short, but it's a chapter. I'm experiencing a sort of writer's block confusion thing- 1) I'm writing about 3 stories at once- so I'm trying to balance time between them. Expect the next chapter in a few days. I'll also put the next chapter of Beginning part 2 up around then, and Cassie Listens to Lifehouse. 2)I know what I want to happen in this fic, sort of, but I don't know how to get there. So if it's not great, just give me some constructive critism on ways to make it better and I'll edit that in. NOW REVIEW IT!!!!!!!!!!!
She came up with a purple spiral notebook without the perforated edges, meaning that the pages didn't tear out, which was good.
She opened to the first page, went to her desk and got her own WAAT pen and wrote down our questions- Why was Marco at the 7-11? Is Marco not dead after all?
She said, "It's a good idea to write down all our stuff and keep all evidence in this notebook. You use your own notebook and email me if anything comes up. You said that Marco entered after you?" She paused and I nodded. "Did you see which direction he came from?" I shook my head.
Leigh was a very take-charge kind of person, but I was sort of, and it was making me a little mad. It was, after all, my mystery. I had seen Marco. But I also understood that she wasn't just asking these questions to take charge. She wanted to know everything, so we had equal knowledge; she and caught little details that I missed, and vice versa, so we made a good team.
"Let's just look in the general area of the 7-11, you know, just like a half-mile radius each way?" I suggested.
"I'll check with my mom, you check with yours, meet back here in 10 minutes with your bike, which would be 2:00." She said. See what I mean about taking charge? I swallowed my annoyance and headed home.
"Mom?" I yelled. "Leigh and I are going for a bike ride, okay?"
"Okay, be back by 5!" She yelled. Excellent! I grabbed my bike, rode over to Leigh's, and waited outside a few minutes.
Leigh came out and said, "I can't go until tomorrow. My mom is mad that I didn't tell her the last time I went for a bike ride. I wasn't allowed to bike ride for a week, but the week's over tomorrow."
"Oh. Okay. I'll go with you tomorrow. In the meantime, I'll do some online investigating." I said.
"Online investigating?" she asked incredulously.
"I have his old screen name. I'm going to email him and see if I get a response. I'll also put him back on my AOL buddy list so if he logs on with his old screen name I'll IM him. If he changed his, I can do a check in the directory thing for a new screen name, but he's probably put it under a fake name if he got another one after he 'died'."
"Okay, that's cool." She said. "Bye.
"Bye!" I called as I biked away.
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A/N: Okay, it's short, but it's a chapter. I'm experiencing a sort of writer's block confusion thing- 1) I'm writing about 3 stories at once- so I'm trying to balance time between them. Expect the next chapter in a few days. I'll also put the next chapter of Beginning part 2 up around then, and Cassie Listens to Lifehouse. 2)I know what I want to happen in this fic, sort of, but I don't know how to get there. So if it's not great, just give me some constructive critism on ways to make it better and I'll edit that in. NOW REVIEW IT!!!!!!!!!!!
