Chapter 3: Good Intentions Gone Wrong

"Man! Megan's not going to like te idea of him having a girlfriend or whatever...Where is she anyways?!" Ashley said, impatiently, looking from side to side for her friend's black Cadillac. She waited patiently, intil she saw a black car, with tinted windows move around he corner, and come to a stop next to her. She opened the door, swiftly, and sat down, closing the door behind her in a rish.

Almost completely in sync, the two girls said, "You'll never guess who I saw today!?"

"You go first." Ashley said, politely.

"I saw Blink today," she said, in her high-pitched squeel.

"What type of eyebrows did Travis wear today?" dhe asked, jokingly.

Megan giggled a little, "And Tom says "Hi, Ashley"," she finished, her voice turning into a dreamy mock.

"He did not!" Ashley exclaimed, childishly.

"Anyway, who did you see today, Ashley?" Megs asked, beginning to drive the car towards their apartment house, a suspicous tone in her voice.

"Ok," she started, shifting her body to face Megs a bit more, "I was rushing down the stairs, putting on my jacket..."

Megan cut her off, abruptly, "I didn't ask for your life sotry, man..."

"I was getting there!" Ashley began again, "Anyways, as I was saying... I was puting my jacket oooooon, then this dude rams into me and I'm like 'Ow! damnit! watch where you're going, idiot!' and he's all like 'Oh, sorry' and then I look up and BAM icy blue eyes staring right at me. But I probably shouldn't be telling you this..."

"Why?!" asked Megs, pulling into their driveway.

"Because it was Elijah Wood..." she said quietly, bracing herself for what she knew ws coming.

"WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU JUST SAY SO?!" she screamed, flailing her arms.

" 'Coz he's got a girlfriend...or at least I think that's what he said..." she said, thinking back on her conversation that morning, :I can't really remember 'coz I fell down teh stairs after that..."

"Anyways, let's get in their! We gotta unpack, and make the house look neat. What if he comes over and Kristen answers the door?!" Emgs said, horrified, "She'll scare him away!"

Quickly, Megs ran from the car and towards the house, leaving Ashley in the car, staring blankly at where her friend ran off, "Whatever you're on Megs, cut it back...geez....psychopath." she said, getting up from the car, and making her way towards the house casually.

Back Home

"Don't worry...Be happy." Kristen sang, while sitting in front of her little singing toy bass fish. "I should set you free, fishy." she said, reaching for her spell book. She flipped to the index and read down the list, "Dragon Slave .... Freaky Fungus .... Forging Rings of Power .... How to Release a Fish From a Board. That's what I need!"

Kristen flipped to the page, quickly, and began to recite the incantation, "Fishy, fishy on your wood, swin away, like I know you should!"

Smoke began to rise from the fish, wires started flying every which way and the wood ruptured into flames.

"Fishy! I thought you were real!" she picked up the half melted fish, and dropped it into the garbage. "Well, I guess in a way I have set you free..Oh well..." Kristen pouted, returning to her unpacking.

A few moments later,Megs ran into the house in a panic, followed, a few moment later,by a calm Ashley.

"Where is he?! What the hell did you do to him?!" Megs cried, then noticing the smoking fish in the garbage, "you turned him into a fish! DAMMIT KRITEN! How the hell did you turn Elijah Wood into a FISH?!" she screamed, trying to hold back from seriously hurting her friend.

"Elijah? That's fishy!" Kristen said, turning to Ashley, "What has she been smokin' today?" she whispered to Ashley, who was still trying to figure out what MEgs was ranting about.

"I don't really know. Somethin' cheap, I guess." she replied, tripping over Kristen's book, "AHHHHH! OW....WHY IS THIS HUGE FAAKING BOOK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FLOOR?!"

"It's my spell book. I got it today after I found this really pretty necklace." Kristen said, holding up the necklace around her neck, marvelling in its shininess once more.

"Spells ... Book .... Necklace ... ? Whaaaaaaaa? I'm missing something here," Megs said, in a calmer demeanor, walking into the living room.

"Brain .. hurt .. too .. much .... info ..." Ashley said, sitting down, and trying to process her thoughts clearly.

"I'll tell yah about it at supper. It's a long story.... Well.. not really. But I just wanted to say that to feel important." Krsiten said, with blank, unbelieving stares from Ashley and Megs.