A/N: This is a double chapter, but one is shorter than the other. Why?
Because the longer one reveals some information about Jules.
Chapter 7: The New Arrivals
Zigzag had been incredibly shy about what he had revealed to Jules that day. He hardly spoke to anyone, and was withdrawn and often depressed. Meanwhile, Jules was constantly pondering in her spare time, and while digging, and about what he had said. 'Did he really mean it? Or was it just a lie?' was what she often asked herself. In fact, today she was wondering about it, as she dug, when the bus rolled in to camp. There were 2 people on board, Jules had noticed this as the bus got closer. It finally stopped, and indeed two girls stepped off, both different from each other. One girl looked rather normal. She was a reasonably good looking black girl, with frizzy brown hair, bright piercing green eyes, she was very tall, and she wore a pair of cutoff jeans and a pink T-shirt that said, "I'm sorry, did you actually think I'm listening?" The other girl, however, looked completely different. This girl had extremely pale skin. It was the most striking part of her look, for it was a bright white. It looked as though a vampire came along and sucked the life of out of her, but somehow she was still alive. She had dark black hair with brown roots, which was sitting in a knot in the back of her head. She wore completely black clothing. This girl looked very familiar to Jules. She looked a bit like Jules. The same oval face, the same pointy chin, the same hungry look in those chocolate brown eyes. (A/N: mmm chocolate...I'm hungry.;p) Then this all too familiar girl held up her hands. The nails were sharp-as-knives and black in color. Jules gasped. It was none other than her long lost sister Vivian. All the kids of D-Tent and E-Tent gathered around the two, and Mr. Pedanski, who seemed to have come out of nowhere, cleared his throat. "Allow me to introduce to you, Maria Graves and ---" "I know the other girl." This was Jules interrupting his sentence, as she stepped from the crowd. "Her name is Vivian Verne, and she's my sister." A few people gasped the way she had before. Vivian smirked. "Julia, Julia, Julia, my dear sister. Be careful, they may throw you out here." "Really?", Jules said in a smug tone. "Yes", Vivian said. "In the bin labeled White Trash." Zero stepped forth, and managed to say, while controlling his anger, "You know, since you two are in the same family, if she is White Trash, which she isn't, you would be too." Vivian grabbed the boy's shirt and elevated him a few inches off the earth, held him close to her face and whispered, "You better watch what you say shrimp, I have sharp nails." Then she dropped him onto the dirt ground, and strolled away, as though she had just said hello to a friend. The other girl, Maria, walked over to Zero, helped him up, and dusted him off. "She's as vile as they come, that one", she said. "Did she do any harm with those nails?" Zero coughed and said in a raspy voice, "No, she didn't so a thing to me, but Jules had better watch out."
Chapter 8: The Past Is Still The Present
Vivian was vile, there is no doubt about that. When the boys (all of them in D and E-tent asked her later what she had done, she said that she had broke into a local museum and stolen a clay monkey. They laughed and believed her. All of them. Except for Zigzag, Zero, Stan and Jules. But Jules was the only one who actually knew why Viv was here. The monkey was just a cover-up. She had commited a far worse crime. After dinner, as she was walking out of the mess hall, Vivian grabbed Jules and smacked her on the head with a shovel. When Viv was sure that Jules was out cold, she dragged the girl to a deserted cabin. Zigzag had been watching Viv all day now, and when he saw her knock out Jules he quietly followed her.
They were now at this deserted cabin, all three of them. Viv lit a candle, then lit a cigarette, as Zigzag settled behind the door to the bathroom. Viv used her cigarette to wake her by pressing the hot ashes against her skin. Jules woke up with a start and hissed, but Viv clamped a hand over her mouth. "Shh! I don't want to get caught", she whispered. The other girl whimpered but fell silent, and Zigzag inched closer. "I brought you here because I wanted to have a sister to sister talk", Viv whispered, as she walked away from her to light another candle. "I wanted to say that I have been searching for you. Why? Because all my life, I have wanted to kill you. You were always the perfect one. Smarter, more talented, and much prettier than I. You were adored by the other mothers, and Mom would always bring you around so she could get attention. She didn't love you, though. She loved me, because we were the ones that never got the attention we so deserved. Papa beat me, and Mom would always leave him after. They both beat you, and I hurt you too. I hate you. I hated Maxwell also. He was like you. Cute and optimistic." Jules whispered, "You never got to know him. You murdered him when he was only one month old!" Viv started again, "I thought I told you to shut up! And I am well aware of what you told me. I killed the little hellraiser with pleasure." Zigzag gasped. 'So that's why she's here! She's a murderer!', he thought. "So now I can kill you", she said to Jules, taking a puff of her cigarette. "First, I'll knock you out as I did before. Next I'll slit open you arms, inject poison into them, then sew them shut. Then, I'll shoot you a few times. After that, I'll cut off all your pretty brown hair and make a wig for myself. Finally I'll stab you a few times and dispose of your disgusting existence in a hole. And now we begin." She took a shovel and rose it up. But before she could bring it down, Zigzag had taken it and hit her over the head. Zigzag took a hold of Jules hands and asked, "Are you all right? She's evil, I knew she was." Jules stared. "Thank you for saving me. You're the best. But she was only like this a year ago when she murdered Max, my brother. Something isn't right. Do you have a pocket knife?" Zig handed her a knife and she made a small cut. Blood oozed out of the cut. Jules gasped, "I don't believe it." For what was oozing out of the cut was black blood.
A/N: So the disease has spread! IT's really creepy now, and may not make sense, but it all will in the end. Please keep reading, and please review! Thanks.
Chapter 7: The New Arrivals
Zigzag had been incredibly shy about what he had revealed to Jules that day. He hardly spoke to anyone, and was withdrawn and often depressed. Meanwhile, Jules was constantly pondering in her spare time, and while digging, and about what he had said. 'Did he really mean it? Or was it just a lie?' was what she often asked herself. In fact, today she was wondering about it, as she dug, when the bus rolled in to camp. There were 2 people on board, Jules had noticed this as the bus got closer. It finally stopped, and indeed two girls stepped off, both different from each other. One girl looked rather normal. She was a reasonably good looking black girl, with frizzy brown hair, bright piercing green eyes, she was very tall, and she wore a pair of cutoff jeans and a pink T-shirt that said, "I'm sorry, did you actually think I'm listening?" The other girl, however, looked completely different. This girl had extremely pale skin. It was the most striking part of her look, for it was a bright white. It looked as though a vampire came along and sucked the life of out of her, but somehow she was still alive. She had dark black hair with brown roots, which was sitting in a knot in the back of her head. She wore completely black clothing. This girl looked very familiar to Jules. She looked a bit like Jules. The same oval face, the same pointy chin, the same hungry look in those chocolate brown eyes. (A/N: mmm chocolate...I'm hungry.;p) Then this all too familiar girl held up her hands. The nails were sharp-as-knives and black in color. Jules gasped. It was none other than her long lost sister Vivian. All the kids of D-Tent and E-Tent gathered around the two, and Mr. Pedanski, who seemed to have come out of nowhere, cleared his throat. "Allow me to introduce to you, Maria Graves and ---" "I know the other girl." This was Jules interrupting his sentence, as she stepped from the crowd. "Her name is Vivian Verne, and she's my sister." A few people gasped the way she had before. Vivian smirked. "Julia, Julia, Julia, my dear sister. Be careful, they may throw you out here." "Really?", Jules said in a smug tone. "Yes", Vivian said. "In the bin labeled White Trash." Zero stepped forth, and managed to say, while controlling his anger, "You know, since you two are in the same family, if she is White Trash, which she isn't, you would be too." Vivian grabbed the boy's shirt and elevated him a few inches off the earth, held him close to her face and whispered, "You better watch what you say shrimp, I have sharp nails." Then she dropped him onto the dirt ground, and strolled away, as though she had just said hello to a friend. The other girl, Maria, walked over to Zero, helped him up, and dusted him off. "She's as vile as they come, that one", she said. "Did she do any harm with those nails?" Zero coughed and said in a raspy voice, "No, she didn't so a thing to me, but Jules had better watch out."
Chapter 8: The Past Is Still The Present
Vivian was vile, there is no doubt about that. When the boys (all of them in D and E-tent asked her later what she had done, she said that she had broke into a local museum and stolen a clay monkey. They laughed and believed her. All of them. Except for Zigzag, Zero, Stan and Jules. But Jules was the only one who actually knew why Viv was here. The monkey was just a cover-up. She had commited a far worse crime. After dinner, as she was walking out of the mess hall, Vivian grabbed Jules and smacked her on the head with a shovel. When Viv was sure that Jules was out cold, she dragged the girl to a deserted cabin. Zigzag had been watching Viv all day now, and when he saw her knock out Jules he quietly followed her.
They were now at this deserted cabin, all three of them. Viv lit a candle, then lit a cigarette, as Zigzag settled behind the door to the bathroom. Viv used her cigarette to wake her by pressing the hot ashes against her skin. Jules woke up with a start and hissed, but Viv clamped a hand over her mouth. "Shh! I don't want to get caught", she whispered. The other girl whimpered but fell silent, and Zigzag inched closer. "I brought you here because I wanted to have a sister to sister talk", Viv whispered, as she walked away from her to light another candle. "I wanted to say that I have been searching for you. Why? Because all my life, I have wanted to kill you. You were always the perfect one. Smarter, more talented, and much prettier than I. You were adored by the other mothers, and Mom would always bring you around so she could get attention. She didn't love you, though. She loved me, because we were the ones that never got the attention we so deserved. Papa beat me, and Mom would always leave him after. They both beat you, and I hurt you too. I hate you. I hated Maxwell also. He was like you. Cute and optimistic." Jules whispered, "You never got to know him. You murdered him when he was only one month old!" Viv started again, "I thought I told you to shut up! And I am well aware of what you told me. I killed the little hellraiser with pleasure." Zigzag gasped. 'So that's why she's here! She's a murderer!', he thought. "So now I can kill you", she said to Jules, taking a puff of her cigarette. "First, I'll knock you out as I did before. Next I'll slit open you arms, inject poison into them, then sew them shut. Then, I'll shoot you a few times. After that, I'll cut off all your pretty brown hair and make a wig for myself. Finally I'll stab you a few times and dispose of your disgusting existence in a hole. And now we begin." She took a shovel and rose it up. But before she could bring it down, Zigzag had taken it and hit her over the head. Zigzag took a hold of Jules hands and asked, "Are you all right? She's evil, I knew she was." Jules stared. "Thank you for saving me. You're the best. But she was only like this a year ago when she murdered Max, my brother. Something isn't right. Do you have a pocket knife?" Zig handed her a knife and she made a small cut. Blood oozed out of the cut. Jules gasped, "I don't believe it." For what was oozing out of the cut was black blood.
A/N: So the disease has spread! IT's really creepy now, and may not make sense, but it all will in the end. Please keep reading, and please review! Thanks.
