I'm quite upset right now. My whole chapter five… probably even chapter six, got completely messed up! The file was gone and I can't access it. So now I will have to do all the work over again. I guess it's not too bad… I can make the chapters a little better then.
Well, it took longer than expected to update chapter five.. heh heh.. I kinda got tied up in this other site.. and forgot all about this fic. Forgive me please?
Beverly Hills High School 7:50 a.m.
Sam stood along the paved pathway leading to the school's front doors. She stared at the uninviting entrance with a heavy heart. The wind picked up and blew away loose objects, but it wouldn't bow away all the deep emotions she harbored inside. It was a nagging sting that kept on prodding her mind, a never stopping ache.
She shut her eyes and tried to hold back tears. It was so unusual for her to cry like that, for no reason. It made her feel weak like a fragile piece of glass. She would never cry in public. It was a humiliation that she probably could not handle. Sam was always the tough one, the one to take charge and take lead when the time was needed for a leader.
"Why is life so difficult?" Sam cried softly, wiping away a stray tear. Clover and Alex had ignored her the whole week. Clover would never pick up her phone when she called and Alex was at Clover's home most of the time. Sam stood, waiting to see Clover and Alex, wearing a deep green long-sleeved turtleneck and black jeans. Forest green boots with thin heels were hiding under the pants and gold bracelets dangled over the sleeves around her wrist. Sam paced a little for a few minutes when she was sure they weren't going to greet her. They probably are taking a different rout to school today, she thought. She stared at the ground with eyes half open.
BRINNNNGGGGG
The bell ran and Sam looked up, awakened from her dreaming thoughts. She turned and ran into the building, passing by Mandy on the way.
"Sam!" Mandy whispered through clenched teeth. The bell had rung, but she wasn't ready to go in yet.
"Mandy!" A voice called out to her. Mandy turned to see her group. They caught up to her and waited for her instructions.
"Shouldn't we go in?" One of them asked.
"We'll go in when I say so!" Mandy snapped. She turned to walk towards the school but then suddenly fell to the floor. The group of girls behind her rushed to her aid. Mandy was in trouble!
"Mandy! Are you okay?" On girl asked, trying to help Mandy up.
Mandy swung her arm and shooed the girls away. "Leave me alone! I can handle this myself, I just tripped that's all!"
"Are you sur…?" The girl replied, but was cut off by Mandy.
"Yes! Now leave me alone!" Mandy yelled.
The group of girls quickly left Mandy to herself and into the halls of their school. Mandy looked down at her swollen ankle and then at the heel of her shoe. It had become stuck in the cracks in the cement and broken in half! Mandy took off her shoe and then hopped on one foot to a near-by bench after she dusted herself off.
"Noo…" she whined. "Not my favorite shoe!" Mandy looked at the rough edges where the bottom of her heel used to be. She put the shoe back on her bare right foot and just sat there. With her shoe broken, what else was there to live for in life?
Mandy was about to leave when she felt a shadow loom over her and looked at her new companion. He wore all brown. He might have been wearing a different colored shirt, but a trench coat was covering it up. His shoes where a mahogany color and even his hair and eyes were brown!
What lame fashion sense, Mandy thought as she eyed the man. He stood only a few feet away from her, but the morning sun had cast his shadow over her. The man quickly turned and faced Mandy. Her eyes widened with surprise but narrowed when the shock was over.
"You shouldn't scare someone like that!" Mandy complained. She waved her fists in the air and was about to speak more when the man opened his mouth.
"Shouldn't you be in school, little girl?" The man questioned. His eyes twinkled with a mischief that got Mandy in a fit of rage.
"Excuse me!" Mandy yelled at the stranger, standing up and leaning on her good shoe. "Do you even know who I am!? I'm the most popular girl in school!"
"Don't be so childish." The man rolled his eyes.
"How dare you speak to me like that!!" Mandy was about to bring her hand up to slap the man, but he instead caught it in mid air. Mandy widened her eyes for a second before returning them into a glare. "Unhand me right now! I could call the police on you for this!" Mandy attempted to pull her arm free, but the man just held on tighter. "I said… let… me… go!!" Mandy pulled on her arm but the man had let go and she fell backwards onto the ground.
"Ha ha." He chuckled to himself.
Mandy growled with a deep anger that singed at her insides. She squeezed her hands into fists and picked herself up to run straight into the man's back.
"Augh!" He almost fell over. "What the hell?" The man turned over to see Mandy in a stance ready to fight him. "Damned wench!"
"What's your name?" Mandy asked. The man looked quizzically at her. "So I can report you later."
"Tim Scam." He spat. "What's yours?" He asked like a gentleman.
"Ma… it's none of your business!" Mandy leapt at him, scratching at his face and tried to grab onto his hair. All her efforts were easily dodged. Mandy let a deep growl and actually turned to kicked Tim in the stomach.
Tim Scam held onto his torso. He could feel a bruise coming and gently rubbed the area where the sharp high heels had impacted him. It was a pain he had experienced before fighting with the WOOHP agents. Their heels were just as sharp as this girl's was. Except for one thing though, Sam's kicks were more experienced and hurt more than this, but this girl could still kick and it hurt!
"You want more? Huh?!" Mandy said as adrenaline pumped through her veins.
"You're going to regret ever making me use this." Scam said in a low monotone voice. "I was saving it for someone special." He said in a lighter tone. Scam reached into his coat's inner pockets pulled out a small canister with a protrusion on the top. He pressed on it with his thumb and threw it at Mandy. It exploded into a purple gas in front of her eyes and she breathed in a lungful.
Mandy coughed. Her throat was irritated from the smoke and her head was spinning with fears of being poisoned. She squinted through the gas, not wanting to burn her eyes. "What… is this?" She said, coughing even more after. Her eyes couldn't focus on anything and a sting of exhaustion was behind her eyes. Her eyelids were becoming extremely hard to keep open. "Uh…" She fell forward motionless and in a deep sleep.
Tim Scam picked up the unconscious girl and headed for a truck parked nearby. He put her body inside and hopped into the driver's side. He carefully gazed at the sleeping person and sighed. "What am I to do with her?" He said annoyed and upset. He had used his one and only container of gas. What was he to do now?
Sam sat in her first period class of the day, staring off past the borders of the windows and shades. She watched as some birds flew past. They chased each other in the sky and finally landed in a tree. There were three of them. Then two of them left. Sam watched with interest at the one remaining. It just flew gently away in the other direction from the other two. It wasn't energetic, or had spunk in its flight. It just flew off. Does that bird feel lonely? Sam wondered.
A ring from the bell brought her back to the world. "Hmm…" She sighed and pulled out a pencil. She was waiting for the teacher to come in while tapping the pencil on her desk.
During first period, Sam had American History. They were reviewing the "Cowboy Age" and their short existence. The class was handed questions to fill out and due Friday. And during Second Period in Honors English, Sam did nothing but read a book the class was assigned to. There were questions sheets as well.
Break came quickly for Sam. She didn't really focus much during her classes and she was surprised when the bell rang for break.
"Maybe I can find Alex and Clover somewhere." Sam believed as she pushed through people in the hall. She headed for her locker to retrieve her items for her next class but instead met Clover and Alex there.
"Sam!" Alex said enthusiastically. "Sorry I couldn't call, but I was…"
"Busy with me." Clover finished. She glared at Sam and shot a grimace at her.
"Clover…" Sam was disappointed that Clover still hadn't forgiven her. But Clover's rudeness was another thing. Sam couldn't help but have yell at her. "I didn't steal it okay!"
"I don't believe you." Clover simply said.
"It wasn't me!! It was…" Sam was about to name the culprit, but Clover got to it first.
"Who hmm? Tim Scam?" Clover rolled her eyes and went back to digging in her locker. Her sapphire shirt hung tightly around her torso and her light blue jeans hugged at her hips.
"It was!" Sam tried to convince Clover that she had not done anything wrong, that it was all Tim Scam's fault. He was out to get her, but why? He even went as far as to kiss her. The feeling of his lips on hers was sickening to her. She almost gagged in front of Clover.
"Yeah right." Clover said sarcastically. Clover slammed her locker shut and faced Sam. "Like I'd believe that! Just because he's an escaped criminal mastermind you think you can blame it on him and get away with it?!"
"No! That's not it! He's trying to mess up our friendship!" Sam told Clover who looked skeptical at her story.
"I… I don't believe you!" Clover yelled. "You can say what ever you want, but it doesn't mean a thing to me!"
The hall was thinning up as break was coming to a close. Soon only the three of them were left. Sam and Clover held a staring contest. Sam had a pleading look in her eyes while Clover held a glare. A breeze shot past them.
"Huh?" Alex looked up. "Where's this air coming from?" She held her hands up as if holding the sky at her shoulders and felt around for the wind. She drew her attention to the lockers lined up in the corner behind Sam and Clover. "Hey…" Alex ran to it and put her hand on top of it. "There's air coming from behind this!" Clover and Sam weren't paying attention to her. "Hello! I said… Yyyaaaaahhh!!!!!!!!" The lockers slammed down reveling a hole on the side of the wall were Alex was swallowed into. Clover turned around to watch as Alex disappeared into the dark. Wind was blowing past them into the hole.
"Alex!" Clover yelled. "Wha… AAAAAAAAHHHH!" Clover let out a fearful scream as she was pulled inside. Her hands flailed out behind her and Sam quickly grabbed hold of them. They both fell into the hole and followed Alex down the long tunnel.
"Omf!" Alex fell onto a chair lined with pink fabric and waited for the others to arrive.
"Aaaaaaahhhh!" Clover and Sam screamed as they fell through the roof holding on to each other. They landed on separate chairs but still holding each other's hands.
"L… let go of me!" Clover flushed with anger as she took her hands back from Sam's hold.
"Welcome spies." Jerry greeted them with an old smile.
"What is it Jerr?" Clover asked.
"It's Tim Scam. It seems he threatens to destroy every WOOHP headquarters with a machine he stole from us." A map lit up behind him and a forest appeared. A man was standing next to a giant gun looking like gadget.
"There is a giant ray gun involved!" Alex said, pointing to the picture behind Jerry.
"Yes, and Tim Scam is planning to aim it at this H.Q. first. He will then go after the others." Jerry sadly told the girls.
"Why would he tell us?" Sam inquired.
"That's what bad guys do, Sam." Clover spat, a bit of ice and poison in her words. "They tell you their plans and see if you can stop them. Then when the good guys arrive, they test out their new equipment on them."
"Oh, really?" Alex said, baffled.
"Of course." Clover said with confidence.
"That's not why!" Sam leaned closer to Clover. "That's the why at all!"
"Then you tell me why!"
"I will! It's cause… huh? AAAAaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" The floor beneath them dangled loose and the girls fell through the ground into another hole that would lead them to where ever they need to go.
"Oops." Jerry said as he held onto a lever. "I forgot to give them their gadgets. He went and picked up several items. He held pink stick the size of a toothbrush and threw it in the hole. "A twister scissor." Another item went down the hole. "Laser Lipstick." One last item followed the two previous ones. "Sleep endorsing perfume. Bye bye."
Well that was it. There wasn't much enthusiasm too much in this chapter. It was a little different from the original. The original was actually supposed to be a bit funnier. Heh.. Oh well.
Did you know I actually did a bit of censoring on this? Haha.