HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!!!!!!
Well not for two more days anyway. Alright! thank you for all the reviews and keep them stories coming.
On with the fic!:)
MR. FUZZY ATE MY SLIPPERS!!!!!!!! OR WAS IT MR. FUZZLES? MR. SNUFFLY? OH DON'T MIND ME IM JUST VERY VERY HYPER RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!
Any way here's the real fic!
Authors note: I don't own recess, blah blah blah and i don't own this story line blah blah blah! Also thanks to Clintronic Waldrop, Grand High Idol and everyone else who reviewed. Also im dedicating this chapter to my big cuz in P.A who just turned 19 today(december 4) and she always been a big sis to me. Love ya cuz! And to Kaylee G who's b-day is also on the fourth. HAPPY BIRTHDAY you guy's and i love ya's.
Chapter 5
The evil begins
"Noooooooooooooooooo!" Ashley C's anguished cry cut through the air as she broke down into loud, wet tears. Tears ran down Spinelli's face as she wiped them frantically with the back of her hand. There was a different sound apart from the frantic crying and screaming . From blurry eye's Spinelli could see three amblulances and a police car. She looked down at her sister who held Amber's hand, sobbing. A few seconds later the ambulances and police car pulled up, flashing red lights on everyone, making everything seem too bright, the colors all wrong, too frightening, too vivid to be real. The paramedics scrambled through the wet weeds, trying to make their way to the distressed cheerleaders. Behind the tilted tombstone, Ashley C stood crying, sobbing loudly, her mouth open wide, her eye's round. Ashley A and T huddled around her, trying to comfort her, their faces disorted by the lights. Annie knew she would remember every distressing detail of this nightmare.
The paramedics huddled around Amber, talking among themselves, softly, but urgently. Gentle hands pulled Annie and her sister back. Two young police officers were questioning Simmons. He appeared very frightened and upset. Radios crackled from the ambulances and the police car. A paramedic leaning over Amber spoke rapidly into a cellular telephone. The wind ble w a shower of ice-cold rain water down from the trees. Annie took a reluctant step closer.
Was Amber alive? Were they bringing her around? She had to see. The white coats had formed a protective circle around Amber. Annie tried to make sence of what they were saying. She made her way to just outside the circle, her sneakers sinking into the soft earth. One of the paramedics stood up. In the blink of the red light, Annie saw his eyes close his teeth clenched. "She's gone," he said. Another white coated young man climed to his feet, shaking his head. "Gone." Radios crackled. Ashley C's sobs cut through the air. "NO!" Annie screamed. Without realizing she was moving, Annie pushed passed the grim-faced paramedic. She knelt down at Amber's side, stared down at her pretty, expressionless face. And Amber opened her eyes.
"Hey!" Annie called "Hey!" Amber blinked again. Her lips trembled. Her dark eyes moved from side to side. "Hey, she's ALIVE!" Annie called again. "Hey!" Spinelli was holding onto Annie's shoulders, leaning over her, staring down at Amber. Amber smiled up at them both. "Hey. . ."
Cheers and cries. Urgent voices. The crackling of the radios. A low voice speaking rapidly into a cellular phone. The sounds were drowned out by a rush of wind. It started to rain again. Annie stared at the flashing colors, the darting yellow cones of light for the flashlights, the white beams of the headlights. The lights all melted into one and grew brighter and brighter until she had to close her eyes.
Amber was alive. She was okay. She was going to be okay. Her eyes still shut tightly Annie said a silent prayre. When she opened her eyes Ambers body was being gently slid into an ambulance. The police car pulled out. Several officers stood outlined in the headlights, inspecting the overturned bus, and shaking their heads.
"Lucky no one was killed. . ."
The words floated through the air and repeated in Annie's mind. The rain came down harder, swirled by the wind. The ambulance siren started with a cough. Then the shrill wail corksrewed through the rustling tree's. The ambulance roared away.
"How will we get home?" Ashley C asked her voice tight.
"What about the game?" Morgan asked. "We have to get HOME.(note: all the cap. meen slanted word.)!" Ashley C insisted shrilly.
"Will Amber be okay?"
"Has someone called our parents?"
"Somone should call Miss. Green."
"She's probably at the game."
"They won't play in this rain." Let it rain, Annie tought. Let the rain wash everything away. Everything. She turned to see Ashley A standing behind her, a cold, grim expression on her face, her eye's locked on Annie's.
"Ashley A . . . ?" Annie started. "This is all your fault," Ashley A said , speaking through her clenched teeth. Her hands were balled into tight fists at her sides. The rain matted her blonde hair against her forehead. "Huh?" "If you hadn't made us turn on to Fear Street . . ." "Now, wait a minute!"Annie cried. "That's not fair!" She realized the other cheerleaders were staring at her, their faces grim and unhappy,lit by the flashes of red light. "Ashley A that isn't fair so shut up before you meet my good friend Madam FIST !" Spinelli growled at her. Big mistake. Ashley A began to walk towards Ashley T and C . "That's not FAIR!" Spinelli yelled for her sisters defence. The rain fell harder making it dificult to see. The ambulance carrying Amber was far in the distance now. It's siren a lingering cry that refused to fade away.
Well not for two more days anyway. Alright! thank you for all the reviews and keep them stories coming.
On with the fic!:)
MR. FUZZY ATE MY SLIPPERS!!!!!!!! OR WAS IT MR. FUZZLES? MR. SNUFFLY? OH DON'T MIND ME IM JUST VERY VERY HYPER RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!
Any way here's the real fic!
Authors note: I don't own recess, blah blah blah and i don't own this story line blah blah blah! Also thanks to Clintronic Waldrop, Grand High Idol and everyone else who reviewed. Also im dedicating this chapter to my big cuz in P.A who just turned 19 today(december 4) and she always been a big sis to me. Love ya cuz! And to Kaylee G who's b-day is also on the fourth. HAPPY BIRTHDAY you guy's and i love ya's.
Chapter 5
The evil begins
"Noooooooooooooooooo!" Ashley C's anguished cry cut through the air as she broke down into loud, wet tears. Tears ran down Spinelli's face as she wiped them frantically with the back of her hand. There was a different sound apart from the frantic crying and screaming . From blurry eye's Spinelli could see three amblulances and a police car. She looked down at her sister who held Amber's hand, sobbing. A few seconds later the ambulances and police car pulled up, flashing red lights on everyone, making everything seem too bright, the colors all wrong, too frightening, too vivid to be real. The paramedics scrambled through the wet weeds, trying to make their way to the distressed cheerleaders. Behind the tilted tombstone, Ashley C stood crying, sobbing loudly, her mouth open wide, her eye's round. Ashley A and T huddled around her, trying to comfort her, their faces disorted by the lights. Annie knew she would remember every distressing detail of this nightmare.
The paramedics huddled around Amber, talking among themselves, softly, but urgently. Gentle hands pulled Annie and her sister back. Two young police officers were questioning Simmons. He appeared very frightened and upset. Radios crackled from the ambulances and the police car. A paramedic leaning over Amber spoke rapidly into a cellular telephone. The wind ble w a shower of ice-cold rain water down from the trees. Annie took a reluctant step closer.
Was Amber alive? Were they bringing her around? She had to see. The white coats had formed a protective circle around Amber. Annie tried to make sence of what they were saying. She made her way to just outside the circle, her sneakers sinking into the soft earth. One of the paramedics stood up. In the blink of the red light, Annie saw his eyes close his teeth clenched. "She's gone," he said. Another white coated young man climed to his feet, shaking his head. "Gone." Radios crackled. Ashley C's sobs cut through the air. "NO!" Annie screamed. Without realizing she was moving, Annie pushed passed the grim-faced paramedic. She knelt down at Amber's side, stared down at her pretty, expressionless face. And Amber opened her eyes.
"Hey!" Annie called "Hey!" Amber blinked again. Her lips trembled. Her dark eyes moved from side to side. "Hey, she's ALIVE!" Annie called again. "Hey!" Spinelli was holding onto Annie's shoulders, leaning over her, staring down at Amber. Amber smiled up at them both. "Hey. . ."
Cheers and cries. Urgent voices. The crackling of the radios. A low voice speaking rapidly into a cellular phone. The sounds were drowned out by a rush of wind. It started to rain again. Annie stared at the flashing colors, the darting yellow cones of light for the flashlights, the white beams of the headlights. The lights all melted into one and grew brighter and brighter until she had to close her eyes.
Amber was alive. She was okay. She was going to be okay. Her eyes still shut tightly Annie said a silent prayre. When she opened her eyes Ambers body was being gently slid into an ambulance. The police car pulled out. Several officers stood outlined in the headlights, inspecting the overturned bus, and shaking their heads.
"Lucky no one was killed. . ."
The words floated through the air and repeated in Annie's mind. The rain came down harder, swirled by the wind. The ambulance siren started with a cough. Then the shrill wail corksrewed through the rustling tree's. The ambulance roared away.
"How will we get home?" Ashley C asked her voice tight.
"What about the game?" Morgan asked. "We have to get HOME.(note: all the cap. meen slanted word.)!" Ashley C insisted shrilly.
"Will Amber be okay?"
"Has someone called our parents?"
"Somone should call Miss. Green."
"She's probably at the game."
"They won't play in this rain." Let it rain, Annie tought. Let the rain wash everything away. Everything. She turned to see Ashley A standing behind her, a cold, grim expression on her face, her eye's locked on Annie's.
"Ashley A . . . ?" Annie started. "This is all your fault," Ashley A said , speaking through her clenched teeth. Her hands were balled into tight fists at her sides. The rain matted her blonde hair against her forehead. "Huh?" "If you hadn't made us turn on to Fear Street . . ." "Now, wait a minute!"Annie cried. "That's not fair!" She realized the other cheerleaders were staring at her, their faces grim and unhappy,lit by the flashes of red light. "Ashley A that isn't fair so shut up before you meet my good friend Madam FIST !" Spinelli growled at her. Big mistake. Ashley A began to walk towards Ashley T and C . "That's not FAIR!" Spinelli yelled for her sisters defence. The rain fell harder making it dificult to see. The ambulance carrying Amber was far in the distance now. It's siren a lingering cry that refused to fade away.