DISCLAIMER: doesn't this get old? I don't own them damn you!!!!!!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: okay, now I PROMISE this is where it gets interesting. The two chapters before this were bland and waaaay too G rated for my taste, so I'll try and make it a little bit more entertaining (TRY) please r&r! I've got two chapters and only two reviews, I need more response people!! I don't feel appreciated!!!
I positively flew down the stairs and snatched the package out of Matt's hands. I viciously tore the brown paper packaging off and inside I found a single cassette tape. "Oh crap." I muttered as I retreated back up the stairs, and popped the cassette in the old walkman in my room, and slipped on the headphones just in time to hear the beginning of the recording: " I told you to stay away from him, McGuire. Obviously, you didn't understand me that well, because I meant REALLY stay away from him. No movies, no mall, no Digital Bean, no phone calls- don't even talk to him anymore. He's mine, McGuire, only mine, and I want you to keep out of the way- OR ELSE." In the background I heard an earsplitting scream and a chainsaw start. In panic I shut off the tape, I didn't want to hear anymore. My g-d, how SICK is that? I thought to myself. The voice on the tape had been completely distorted, beyond any recognition, but the scream and chainsaw sound effects sounded eerily familiar. With a gasp, I realized why- They were sounds from an old horror movie Miranda, KATE, and I used to watch at slumber parties, back when we were still friends. Everything seemed to point to Kate, and it was painfully obvious that this was all her doing, but why would she go THIS far? I couldn't even TALK to Gordo? I shook my head and buried the cassette under my mattress. "Omigosh! MIRANDA!!!" I made a leap for the phone and replaced it to my ear only to find that Miranda had been babbling on about Gordo the ENTIRE TIME. I laughed slightly, but not enough for Miranda to notice and pause her constant chatter to ask what was so funny. (she never did.)
.The next day at school. "Yea, so last night when we called Gordo, do you think he was acting any different." I tuned Miranda out as I continued to shove more books in my locker. "Miranda, I wouldn't worry about it, I Think Gordo had a good time at the movies with YOU." Just then I spotted none other than David Gordon himself heading down the hallways- that was my cue to split. "Look, Miranda, there he is now- I've got a class, you talk to him, okay?" I made a mad dash for the nearest classroom and watched Miranda and Gordo through the window in the door. The two were shamelessly flirting, as I'd always noticed with them. I sighed miserably and let myself fall back against the wall of what I now recognized as a Janitor's closet. (of all the places to hide in.) I certainly hoped Kate was happy, she was making my life a living hell with this shit. Just then I saw the blonde bitch herself saunter by the closet window. I flung open the door and stormed down the hallway towards the teddy bear terrorist. "I think its time to have a little chat with my personal stalker", I thought to myself as I planted myself right in Kate's path.
ANOTHER AUTHOR'S NOTE: MWAHAHAH! Another cliffhanger!!!! Okay, I hope this chapter was slightly more entertaining (although I don't think it was, but I wrote it, so there are really no surprises for me) PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE r&r! I need more input!!!! (thanks to the two new people who did respond- I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!) I'll update soon- its not as if I do my homework anyway.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: okay, now I PROMISE this is where it gets interesting. The two chapters before this were bland and waaaay too G rated for my taste, so I'll try and make it a little bit more entertaining (TRY) please r&r! I've got two chapters and only two reviews, I need more response people!! I don't feel appreciated!!!
I positively flew down the stairs and snatched the package out of Matt's hands. I viciously tore the brown paper packaging off and inside I found a single cassette tape. "Oh crap." I muttered as I retreated back up the stairs, and popped the cassette in the old walkman in my room, and slipped on the headphones just in time to hear the beginning of the recording: " I told you to stay away from him, McGuire. Obviously, you didn't understand me that well, because I meant REALLY stay away from him. No movies, no mall, no Digital Bean, no phone calls- don't even talk to him anymore. He's mine, McGuire, only mine, and I want you to keep out of the way- OR ELSE." In the background I heard an earsplitting scream and a chainsaw start. In panic I shut off the tape, I didn't want to hear anymore. My g-d, how SICK is that? I thought to myself. The voice on the tape had been completely distorted, beyond any recognition, but the scream and chainsaw sound effects sounded eerily familiar. With a gasp, I realized why- They were sounds from an old horror movie Miranda, KATE, and I used to watch at slumber parties, back when we were still friends. Everything seemed to point to Kate, and it was painfully obvious that this was all her doing, but why would she go THIS far? I couldn't even TALK to Gordo? I shook my head and buried the cassette under my mattress. "Omigosh! MIRANDA!!!" I made a leap for the phone and replaced it to my ear only to find that Miranda had been babbling on about Gordo the ENTIRE TIME. I laughed slightly, but not enough for Miranda to notice and pause her constant chatter to ask what was so funny. (she never did.)
.The next day at school. "Yea, so last night when we called Gordo, do you think he was acting any different." I tuned Miranda out as I continued to shove more books in my locker. "Miranda, I wouldn't worry about it, I Think Gordo had a good time at the movies with YOU." Just then I spotted none other than David Gordon himself heading down the hallways- that was my cue to split. "Look, Miranda, there he is now- I've got a class, you talk to him, okay?" I made a mad dash for the nearest classroom and watched Miranda and Gordo through the window in the door. The two were shamelessly flirting, as I'd always noticed with them. I sighed miserably and let myself fall back against the wall of what I now recognized as a Janitor's closet. (of all the places to hide in.) I certainly hoped Kate was happy, she was making my life a living hell with this shit. Just then I saw the blonde bitch herself saunter by the closet window. I flung open the door and stormed down the hallway towards the teddy bear terrorist. "I think its time to have a little chat with my personal stalker", I thought to myself as I planted myself right in Kate's path.
ANOTHER AUTHOR'S NOTE: MWAHAHAH! Another cliffhanger!!!! Okay, I hope this chapter was slightly more entertaining (although I don't think it was, but I wrote it, so there are really no surprises for me) PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE r&r! I need more input!!!! (thanks to the two new people who did respond- I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!) I'll update soon- its not as if I do my homework anyway.