Chapter Two: Clueless
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Ethan walked up to Gordo and I and handed us two envelopes.
"Don't be late, you two." He grinned back and walked on.
I sliced into the paper and took out another piece. It said:
"You are invited to a Murder Mystery Party! Meet me in room 207 at 3:00 to get information on your character. Hope you've brushed up on your Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys mysteries!"
Gordo stared at his note in confusion, "What is this about?"
I sighed, "Gordo, can't you read? A murder mystery! It sounds fun! And I'll bet she will be there." I nudged him playfully in the shoulder. He glared up at me and believe me, when those gray eyes look angry they're scary.
"Heh, I'll back off. Who knows what kind of nuclear weapons you could mix up..." I walked off.
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At three, Gordo and I walked arm-in arm into room two-oh-seven. It had taken some convincing to get him to come, but it would be worth it. Everyone else was already there. Lizzie and Etahn stood at the front of the room while Amy, Kate, Larry, and Veruca sat in a semi-circle of stools. Gordo and I took two at the end and I smiled up at the ceiling. Larry shot Veruca a smile and I felt a pang of jealousy. Wait, what? Me, jealous? Of Veruca and Larry?! No, no no, snap out of it Sanchez.... I shook my head a few times and looked to the front of the room.
"Okay, we're going to pick names out of this hat and Lizzie will hand you the description of your character. I'll go first." Ethan cleared his throat and picked a name out. "Alright! I'm Clyde McGuffin. Heir to the McGuffin fortune and I get to marry Penelope Featherstone."
Lizzie walked to Gordo and he plucked a name out. His face fell into a frown. "And I'm Penelope Featherstone. The blushing maiden that Clyde is making his own. Can I pick again please?"
I snickered. The thought of Gordo in a wedding dress made laugh even more and I fell over backwards off of my chair. I quickly got up just in time to hear Gordo's real character.
"Aubrey Carstairs. Lord McGuffin's old war buddy. Well, that beats being Ethan's wife."
Lizzie walked to me and I picked mine out. As I was unfolding it Gordo turned to me and shook his head. "I don't even want to know what goes on in that head of yours."
"You bet you don't. Ah my character is Anne Linkstine. The mysterious and lonesome self-made millionaire writer of romance and mystery books. Has a mysterious past in music. Cool." I smiled. A smyterious muscian and writer was pefect for me. It gave me room to build a weird childhood past and everything. Plus I got to wear old-fashioned clothes.
Amy got her character. "Desiree Fireberry. Bored temptress heiress."
I snorted. That was Amy. She never gave anyone below her the time of day.
"Esme Upshaw. Sweet, kind author of best-selling children's books about a talking tugboat." Kate read.
Wow, that was a shocker! Kate was never kind and sweet to anyone, nor was she an author of any sorts. It would be interesting to see if she could pull it off.
"Fiona Saint John. I'm the bright light of the London stage!" Veruca said dramatically.
Lizzie giggled and walked to Larry. He rolled his head and his bones cracked. After doing the same to his knuckles, Lizzie grew imaptient with him.
"JUST PICK!" She yelled.
Larry caustiously withdrew a piece of paper. "Guy Gaviota. Hollywood matinee idol from Deginaro."
"I guess I'll just take whatever's left," Lizzie walked to the front of the room then suddenly realized. "And I'm Penelope Featherstone! I'm the bride! I'm the bride!"
"Coolness," Ethan said. "So I'll see all of you at Lizzie's house on Saturday at five, then."
Everyone exited the room besides Lizzie and Gordo. I walked out and leaned against the lockers next to the doorway so I could hear their conversation.
"I'm the bride!" Lizzie exclaimed for the third time in a row.
"And I get to be the low-key best friend that nobody notices." Gordo replied glumily.
"Oh come on, Gordo! People notice you. And I will totally notice you if you beat me at this, 'cause I've been reading Nancy Drew since I was eight."
Did I know this. I remembered the last time we went to the mall and they were having a sale on all the Nancy Drew books. I had to drag Lizzie and her fifteen bags out of there to get to the Smash Mouth signing in FYE.
"Well, you'll have to beat the low-key best friend that no one notices. That's some stiff competition." Gordo walked out and turned the other way to walk out of school. I heard Lizzie exclaim again, "I'm the bride!" I rolled my eyes and walked home. The party was tomorrow and I had no idea what to wear!
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"Well, I guess this is decent," I sighed and looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror. It was Saturday at four and I had finally found the best outfit I could.
My hat resembled the one that Rose wore in the opening scene of Titanic, but it was black instead of purple. I had on dangling gold and blood red teardrop earrings and a matching necklace. I also had on a knee-length longsleeved black and red reversable coat. I had it on the black side, therefore the collars, buttons, and sleeve cuffs were red. Under that I had
on a floor-length, sleeveless turtleneck dress. My shoes were high heeled boots.
I smiled back at my reflection and tilted the hat so it covered most of my face. Grabbing a black purse I headed out the door.
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So there is part one of ClueLess! Sorry it's not much, but I wanted to give you guys something. Part two coming soon!
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Ethan walked up to Gordo and I and handed us two envelopes.
"Don't be late, you two." He grinned back and walked on.
I sliced into the paper and took out another piece. It said:
"You are invited to a Murder Mystery Party! Meet me in room 207 at 3:00 to get information on your character. Hope you've brushed up on your Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys mysteries!"
Gordo stared at his note in confusion, "What is this about?"
I sighed, "Gordo, can't you read? A murder mystery! It sounds fun! And I'll bet she will be there." I nudged him playfully in the shoulder. He glared up at me and believe me, when those gray eyes look angry they're scary.
"Heh, I'll back off. Who knows what kind of nuclear weapons you could mix up..." I walked off.
~..~
At three, Gordo and I walked arm-in arm into room two-oh-seven. It had taken some convincing to get him to come, but it would be worth it. Everyone else was already there. Lizzie and Etahn stood at the front of the room while Amy, Kate, Larry, and Veruca sat in a semi-circle of stools. Gordo and I took two at the end and I smiled up at the ceiling. Larry shot Veruca a smile and I felt a pang of jealousy. Wait, what? Me, jealous? Of Veruca and Larry?! No, no no, snap out of it Sanchez.... I shook my head a few times and looked to the front of the room.
"Okay, we're going to pick names out of this hat and Lizzie will hand you the description of your character. I'll go first." Ethan cleared his throat and picked a name out. "Alright! I'm Clyde McGuffin. Heir to the McGuffin fortune and I get to marry Penelope Featherstone."
Lizzie walked to Gordo and he plucked a name out. His face fell into a frown. "And I'm Penelope Featherstone. The blushing maiden that Clyde is making his own. Can I pick again please?"
I snickered. The thought of Gordo in a wedding dress made laugh even more and I fell over backwards off of my chair. I quickly got up just in time to hear Gordo's real character.
"Aubrey Carstairs. Lord McGuffin's old war buddy. Well, that beats being Ethan's wife."
Lizzie walked to me and I picked mine out. As I was unfolding it Gordo turned to me and shook his head. "I don't even want to know what goes on in that head of yours."
"You bet you don't. Ah my character is Anne Linkstine. The mysterious and lonesome self-made millionaire writer of romance and mystery books. Has a mysterious past in music. Cool." I smiled. A smyterious muscian and writer was pefect for me. It gave me room to build a weird childhood past and everything. Plus I got to wear old-fashioned clothes.
Amy got her character. "Desiree Fireberry. Bored temptress heiress."
I snorted. That was Amy. She never gave anyone below her the time of day.
"Esme Upshaw. Sweet, kind author of best-selling children's books about a talking tugboat." Kate read.
Wow, that was a shocker! Kate was never kind and sweet to anyone, nor was she an author of any sorts. It would be interesting to see if she could pull it off.
"Fiona Saint John. I'm the bright light of the London stage!" Veruca said dramatically.
Lizzie giggled and walked to Larry. He rolled his head and his bones cracked. After doing the same to his knuckles, Lizzie grew imaptient with him.
"JUST PICK!" She yelled.
Larry caustiously withdrew a piece of paper. "Guy Gaviota. Hollywood matinee idol from Deginaro."
"I guess I'll just take whatever's left," Lizzie walked to the front of the room then suddenly realized. "And I'm Penelope Featherstone! I'm the bride! I'm the bride!"
"Coolness," Ethan said. "So I'll see all of you at Lizzie's house on Saturday at five, then."
Everyone exited the room besides Lizzie and Gordo. I walked out and leaned against the lockers next to the doorway so I could hear their conversation.
"I'm the bride!" Lizzie exclaimed for the third time in a row.
"And I get to be the low-key best friend that nobody notices." Gordo replied glumily.
"Oh come on, Gordo! People notice you. And I will totally notice you if you beat me at this, 'cause I've been reading Nancy Drew since I was eight."
Did I know this. I remembered the last time we went to the mall and they were having a sale on all the Nancy Drew books. I had to drag Lizzie and her fifteen bags out of there to get to the Smash Mouth signing in FYE.
"Well, you'll have to beat the low-key best friend that no one notices. That's some stiff competition." Gordo walked out and turned the other way to walk out of school. I heard Lizzie exclaim again, "I'm the bride!" I rolled my eyes and walked home. The party was tomorrow and I had no idea what to wear!
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"Well, I guess this is decent," I sighed and looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror. It was Saturday at four and I had finally found the best outfit I could.
My hat resembled the one that Rose wore in the opening scene of Titanic, but it was black instead of purple. I had on dangling gold and blood red teardrop earrings and a matching necklace. I also had on a knee-length longsleeved black and red reversable coat. I had it on the black side, therefore the collars, buttons, and sleeve cuffs were red. Under that I had
on a floor-length, sleeveless turtleneck dress. My shoes were high heeled boots.
I smiled back at my reflection and tilted the hat so it covered most of my face. Grabbing a black purse I headed out the door.
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So there is part one of ClueLess! Sorry it's not much, but I wanted to give you guys something. Part two coming soon!