Disclaimer: You know the deal, I don't own any Lizzie McGuire characters.
I apologize for the uploading mistakes, when I write three periods (you know, dot dot dot), the story only comes up with one after uploading. So
if some punctuation looks weird, ignore it.
I want to thank Kitty, who reviewed and put me on the favorite list. That made me want to start on more chapters, so thanks. (
Chapter Three The power was out "Ugh, come on, Lizzie! There is no one in the house! Just you, me, Miranda, and Matt." Gordo whispered to Lizzie, who was backing up against a wall. "Then what was that?" Miranda whispered back as something banged the roof. Matt looked out the window. "Uh.probably just the wind, right?" The phone rang. Lizzie gasped and Miranda jumped. "I.I'll get it.yeah.walking to the phone in the other room.alone." Lizzie stuttered. "Oh, all right! I'll go!" Gordo yelled.
"H.hello?" Lizzie answered. "Always the sidekick, it makes me sick. Never the main one, well now you all better run. I've come to all of those who looked at me as just here, so now my deadly dagger you should all fear. I may not be after you tonight, but tomorrow or the next day, beware for I might. For you have contributed to my rage, you will be next in my deadly cage." The phone clicked. "Oh.omigosh.eh.heheh." Lizzie panted. "Who was it?" Gordo stared at her. "I.I don't know.the voice.it was disguised.I." After explaining what it'd said to Gordo, Miranda, and Matt, they all decided to go upstairs into Lizzie's room and lock the door. "I say we call the police." Miranda suggested. "Yes!" Gordo whispered. Matt nodded. "You guys, no." Lizzie responded, "We know whoever this is! They said we contributed to their rage.whatever that means.I say we find out who this is and talk them out of it. It can't be that dangerous, they sounded nervous! Let's see.always the sidekick," Lizzie took a long thirty minutes to convince them, and by then her parents were home.
Next Day at the Digital Bean
The TV at the Digital Bean was turned on. Odd thing, it's always off except for on film nights. A bunch of people crowded around the screen, gasping and whispering, a few even crying. Lizzie butted in with Miranda and Gordo behind her. The screen buzzed. It was CNN News. "We are sorry we had to stop the new reality show, 'Who Wants to Marry a Mindless Millionare?', but we have an update on the killings in Hilldridge, Ohio. Veruca Winston, a young high school student in Hilldridge High School, was killed this morning at six a.m. while taking an drive to a university. Her parents say she was going to find a good college. The police found a strand of dark brown hair on Veruca's neck, which obviously wasn't of her red head. They have also noticed a pattern within the killings. The killer has killed only young teenagers, and in the order of boy, girl, boy, girl. The killer left a letter, saying: "E is the boy I will getl soon, L is my target for a dead girl. G is the boy next killed by this loon. With all the people in this town, that should be a whirl.
I apologize for the uploading mistakes, when I write three periods (you know, dot dot dot), the story only comes up with one after uploading. So
if some punctuation looks weird, ignore it.
I want to thank Kitty, who reviewed and put me on the favorite list. That made me want to start on more chapters, so thanks. (
Chapter Three The power was out "Ugh, come on, Lizzie! There is no one in the house! Just you, me, Miranda, and Matt." Gordo whispered to Lizzie, who was backing up against a wall. "Then what was that?" Miranda whispered back as something banged the roof. Matt looked out the window. "Uh.probably just the wind, right?" The phone rang. Lizzie gasped and Miranda jumped. "I.I'll get it.yeah.walking to the phone in the other room.alone." Lizzie stuttered. "Oh, all right! I'll go!" Gordo yelled.
"H.hello?" Lizzie answered. "Always the sidekick, it makes me sick. Never the main one, well now you all better run. I've come to all of those who looked at me as just here, so now my deadly dagger you should all fear. I may not be after you tonight, but tomorrow or the next day, beware for I might. For you have contributed to my rage, you will be next in my deadly cage." The phone clicked. "Oh.omigosh.eh.heheh." Lizzie panted. "Who was it?" Gordo stared at her. "I.I don't know.the voice.it was disguised.I." After explaining what it'd said to Gordo, Miranda, and Matt, they all decided to go upstairs into Lizzie's room and lock the door. "I say we call the police." Miranda suggested. "Yes!" Gordo whispered. Matt nodded. "You guys, no." Lizzie responded, "We know whoever this is! They said we contributed to their rage.whatever that means.I say we find out who this is and talk them out of it. It can't be that dangerous, they sounded nervous! Let's see.always the sidekick," Lizzie took a long thirty minutes to convince them, and by then her parents were home.
Next Day at the Digital Bean
The TV at the Digital Bean was turned on. Odd thing, it's always off except for on film nights. A bunch of people crowded around the screen, gasping and whispering, a few even crying. Lizzie butted in with Miranda and Gordo behind her. The screen buzzed. It was CNN News. "We are sorry we had to stop the new reality show, 'Who Wants to Marry a Mindless Millionare?', but we have an update on the killings in Hilldridge, Ohio. Veruca Winston, a young high school student in Hilldridge High School, was killed this morning at six a.m. while taking an drive to a university. Her parents say she was going to find a good college. The police found a strand of dark brown hair on Veruca's neck, which obviously wasn't of her red head. They have also noticed a pattern within the killings. The killer has killed only young teenagers, and in the order of boy, girl, boy, girl. The killer left a letter, saying: "E is the boy I will getl soon, L is my target for a dead girl. G is the boy next killed by this loon. With all the people in this town, that should be a whirl.
