The moment Jessica stepped outside of the school doors Friday afternoon,
she whipped out a notebook and waited to pounce on her unsuspecting sister.
"ELIZABETTTHHHH!!!!" she shrieked as her startled twin stepped into the sunlight. "Good grief Jessica, giving me a heart attack wouldn't help you out very much!" "Sorry, but we've GOT to get started! Look, I even brought supplies!" Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Of all the ways to spend a Friday night, she would be stuck trying to come up with 2 million socks for her dillusional sister. Simply divine. Unfortunately, knowing that there was no way out, she suggested a trip to the Sugar Bowl to make plans. ******** Jessica proudly marched up to the ice-cream scooper guy, now in a much happier and confident mood. "I'll have 2 scoops of triple-chocolate mania, with 1 scoop of vanilla, carmel and chocolate drizzled on top of that...oh! Don't forget butterfinger bits..." as her sister continued her declaration, Elizabeth settled down in a booth to think. Though it was sometimes hard to convince her to get involved with something, once locked in, Elizabeth always did a phenomenal job.
'Hmm...I guess what we really need to figure out is how to convince others to donate socks,' she mused, already caught up in her own logical mind. So...how could they do it? Advertising was an obvious solution; they could use posters, fliers, and several other methods. They would also need a place to drop off the socks, and perhaps something like a PO box for people further away to send them...she began to furiously scribble ideas in the notebook.
"Heya sis, what have we come up with so far?"
Elizabeth glared at her sister in response to the remark, but rather than argue over the word "we," she handed over her notes. "If you would design a flier and some posters, I could probably open a P.O. box and take care of copying everything. Hopefully mom and dad would let us keep the collection in the basement, at least for a while."
"Sound great!" Jessica cheerfully replied. "I'll go get started. Be home by five, okaya? That way we can finish up the posters and start hanging and passing things out tomorrow."
Elizabeth was surprised by her sister's organization. 'Wow,this must really mean a lot to her,' she thought to herself.
_____ Note: I know, not all that much happened in this chapter; but I promise that the next one will have more action. They'll soon be facing the cruel, sock-stingy world, and I predict some awkward situations due to the internet arriving soon... (I DO plan on actually ending it, unlike many other stories around here!) Please R&R!!
"ELIZABETTTHHHH!!!!" she shrieked as her startled twin stepped into the sunlight. "Good grief Jessica, giving me a heart attack wouldn't help you out very much!" "Sorry, but we've GOT to get started! Look, I even brought supplies!" Elizabeth rolled her eyes. Of all the ways to spend a Friday night, she would be stuck trying to come up with 2 million socks for her dillusional sister. Simply divine. Unfortunately, knowing that there was no way out, she suggested a trip to the Sugar Bowl to make plans. ******** Jessica proudly marched up to the ice-cream scooper guy, now in a much happier and confident mood. "I'll have 2 scoops of triple-chocolate mania, with 1 scoop of vanilla, carmel and chocolate drizzled on top of that...oh! Don't forget butterfinger bits..." as her sister continued her declaration, Elizabeth settled down in a booth to think. Though it was sometimes hard to convince her to get involved with something, once locked in, Elizabeth always did a phenomenal job.
'Hmm...I guess what we really need to figure out is how to convince others to donate socks,' she mused, already caught up in her own logical mind. So...how could they do it? Advertising was an obvious solution; they could use posters, fliers, and several other methods. They would also need a place to drop off the socks, and perhaps something like a PO box for people further away to send them...she began to furiously scribble ideas in the notebook.
"Heya sis, what have we come up with so far?"
Elizabeth glared at her sister in response to the remark, but rather than argue over the word "we," she handed over her notes. "If you would design a flier and some posters, I could probably open a P.O. box and take care of copying everything. Hopefully mom and dad would let us keep the collection in the basement, at least for a while."
"Sound great!" Jessica cheerfully replied. "I'll go get started. Be home by five, okaya? That way we can finish up the posters and start hanging and passing things out tomorrow."
Elizabeth was surprised by her sister's organization. 'Wow,this must really mean a lot to her,' she thought to herself.
_____ Note: I know, not all that much happened in this chapter; but I promise that the next one will have more action. They'll soon be facing the cruel, sock-stingy world, and I predict some awkward situations due to the internet arriving soon... (I DO plan on actually ending it, unlike many other stories around here!) Please R&R!!