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Chapter Two
Valerie

I brushed her hand off my arm as Paulina, standing next to me, grabbed onto it hard, breathing heavily. I didn't mean to be mean, but she was getting on my last nerves after what she had said on the bus, and now overreacting, hyperventilating almost.

Overreacting. I wondered why I wasn't. Perhaps it was because I'd been in worse situations before. Like trying to capture that—

"The power shut off. It locked us in," Dash stated. Even though it was dark, I could sense him standing near the control buttons.

"Thank you Captain Obvious," snapped a girl's voice over on the other side. It had to be that Goth geek standing over with her loser friends.

I heard some short laughter made by the two boys that hung out with her. Danny Fenton; some weird boy who always appeared like he was under major stress. What in the heck would he have to stress about, really? Those ghosts didn't ruin his life. He probably didn't even know they existed.

And then Tucker. Would it be a crime to say I was playing him majorly? Doubt it. With his immaturity, I don't think he'd notice it if it hit him in the face. But at least he was trying to be nice. Unlike some….

Okay, okay. I'd won their trust back (and my seat at the table). Mainly because my dad was slowly running back in the dinero. At last, might I add gloriously. And I was becoming more popular by the minute.

"What do we do?" Dash asked, slightly angry.

I brushed back my curly black hair from my face. "Isn't there something by the level buttons that sends for help?" I asked, remembering all the times I'd ridden with my dad at the elevators at his work.

"The power is out," Sam said, very slowly, as if we were dense.

"That doesn't mean it won't work. Some electrical fusions—" said another voice.

"Tucker, shut up," Sam said, annoyed.

"Why don't we just wait here, patiently, until the power comes back on?" Danny suggested.

"Why don't you keep your stupid ideas to yourself?" Dash smarted.

"Don't talk to him like that, he's trying to help," Sam defended him.

"Oh, look the little love birds are sticking up for each other," Paulina cooed, obviously regaining composure.

"At least I have someone to call my lovebird," Sam snapped.

"Yes, you're a step above the loser line you are," Dash retorted.

"You know what—" Danny began. Something flashed like someone had a flashlight in the corner, high, where he was standing, almost near his face.

"Hey!" I said, along with Tucker, cutting him off.

They all turned to stare at me, and the glow went out. My eyes were starting to get used to dark, but that didn't mean I could see.

I sighed. "As much as I hate to break this up," I started sarcastically "we won't get anywhere bickering like this. Everyone just needs to chill….calm down."

"Dash, can you see the level buttons?" Tucker asked.

"Yes," he said, frustrated.

"Try the help button. Valerie's right; it might still work even with the power out," he said.

At least he was trying to help stop the tension. But of course there was always the spoilers. Cough, cough….Sam.

"Of course he listens to her. We try and get him to do favors for us—" she stopped and I sensed her head moving as if someone had urged her to quit.

"Dash, please try it."

"Fine." I could hear his jacket move as he raised his hand, and could hear his feeling against the wall, and then—

"It doesn't work," he said. I heard him pressing against it several times.

"Okay," Tucker said miserably.

"Told you," Sam said.

"Then we just wait here, until it comes on," he said.

"Fine," Paulina said. "God, my feet are killing me…." she complained, sitting down and taking off her shoes.

"If you wouldn't wear high heels," Sam muttered quietly.

I sighed. They were acting like a bunch of three year olds. I knew they were panicked, but I was about to snap on all of 'um. Except Tucker….who for once was taking the lead, being mature and intelligent. I mean, I didn't think he was stupid or anything, cause he reminded me daily on how he wanted to be an electronic techie or whatever.

"At least I have the decency to dress like I'm not some street—" Paulina began.

"Guys!" I groaned. "That's enough. Can we be quiet for three minutes? Please, three minutes," I said.

"Since when do you get to take charge?" Dash asked.

Oh, no…..not my friends now.

"She's just trying to make you four stop arguing. It really is getting annoying," Tucker said. Did he just defend me?

"Look, we've got another couple added along with Mr. and Mrs. Fenton," Paulina said.

"We're not a couple!" both of them said together.

"Tucker and Valerie, sitting in a tree…." Paulina chanted.

"That's really mature," Sam snapped.

"Was I talking to you?"

"I don't know. Half the time I don't know if you're talking to the voices in your head," Sam said.

"Excuse me?"

"Sam…." Tucker groaned.

"You heard me, ugly punta," she said. Paulina gasped. "Yeah, you that too, and I believe you know what that means."

"If you take Spanish class, figure this one out…tienes stupido amigos," she said.

"Oh, they're stupid? You can't even order a meal right," she said, anger in her every word. "You have to have Mr. Jock over there to help, and he can't even read."

"You trying to start something?" Dash asked.

"She'll probably finish it too," Danny said.

"That's right, you need a girl to fight for you, Fentina," he said.

"Why? Cause I'm not a football dud…excuse me, star? I bet I can take you down anytime," he threatened. I saw the strange glow again.

"Wanna prove that theory?" he asked.

"You have no idea what he could do to you," Sam said.

"He probably doesn't want to waste his time trying to figure it out," Paulina said.

"Shut up!" Tucker and I said at the same time.

"This is unbelievable!" I yelled. "You are unbelievable. We haven't even been stuck here five minutes and you haven't shut up since then." I sat down, proving my point, next to where Paulina had once been sitting. "Can we just relax, cool off, and wait till help comes?"

There was a long silence and then someone sighed.

"Fine," Dash said.

Paulina slid down next to me again, and I could feel her massaging her ankles. Tucker also sat down, the closest of those three to me.

"Come on, sit down," he urged Danny and Sam.

They hesitated, but listened, and sat down too. Dash waited a few seconds afterwards, and then did the same.

"Thank you," I said. "Now, if we can have friendly conversation, everything will be fine until they get us out." I choked on my words. Like that would ever happen.

"Like that will ever happen," Paulina said, voicing my thoughts.

"Just cool it. We can't be in here that long," I said.

There was a couple minutes of talking, where I actually got a thought in. So far, chances were good that we would probably get out…..a little angrier than we had come in, but we would get out. Then I remembered that it was supposed to storm all day….. How long would we be in there?

"Whoever is doing that, please stop," Dash complained, huffily.

I brought my thoughts back to the present and continued to hear a pounding noise as if someone was banging their head against the elevator wall. It wasn't Paulina, and it wasn't Tucker, because both of them were unmoving.

"No," Danny replied, answering my question. The beating noise still continued.

"I swear, I'll make you stop if I have to," Dash threatened.

It stopped for the moment. "I'd like to see you try."

"Maybe I will," he growled, moving.

"Dash! Danny! Stop it!" I yelled. "Quit being stupid. You aren't four years old. And it's not like you can have a full out fight here, unless you want to kill us."

"Tell him to shut his mouth then," he said, moving back.

"He shouldn't have to," Sam argued.

"Please, stop!" Tucker ordered. We turned towards him and he sighed. "You're not helping my headache."

There was silence again, broken by Paulina.

"So, this thing. Was it a career fair or something?"

"Yes," I replied.

"I always wanted to be a fashion designer. All of my models walking out on the runway in my dresses, ah…." She said.

"What do you want to be Valerie?" Tucker asked, friendlily.

"A bounty hunter."

"What?" Dash asked, confused. Someone shifted uncomfortably in the corner.

"A bounty hunter is someone who specializes in fighting and usually killing paranormal beings," I replied calmly.

"Like what?" he asked, in disbelief.

"Ghosts, vampires, werewolves, witches—"I said.

"Wait, you believe in all that stuff?" Paulina asked.

I looked down nervously. I shouldn't have started this conversation. I knew this would have happened. They didn't believe in what I did. None of them did, except perhaps Tucker, who had already given me some unknown information about ghosts.

Such as; most ghosts were able to become invisible, and intangible, the ability to become untouched and invisible at the same time. They could create energy, and fly, and possess people. And I had proof as well, especially since that one ghost I had fought a couple of times had used those powers against me, and had unfortunately gotten away.

"Yes," I said, again as calmly as possible.

"Have you actually fought anything?" Dash asked.

"Yeah, this ghost kid and his stupid, evil dog," I replied in frustration. "He got away."

"It wasn't my—" Danny began. He stopped, almost like he had said something he shouldn't have, and didn't say another word, so I ignored him and continued.

"Right……" Dash taunted.

"I know you don't believe in it, but I do, and I know a lot of people that do," I said. I had to say something I'd been thinking about for a while. "Hey, Danny?"

"What?" he asked, almost reluctantly.

"Your parents, they're professional ghost hunters, right?" I asked.

"Yeah…..why?" he asked. He was either giving me or Tucker the evil eye; which it was I wasn't sure. Yet again, I ignored him.

Dash and Paulina laughed. "Ghost hunters?"

"They're inventors too, got a problem with it?" Danny asked, defensively.

"No, of course not," he said sarcastically.

There it was again. The same odd glow….

"Danny, do you have a flashlight or something?" I asked him.

I heard Sam smack him in the arm, and then him shaking his head. "No. What do you want with my parents?"

I shook my own head. Maybe I was insane. "I was wondering if they could fix this weapon—"

"Wait, weapons?" Paulina asked.

"Yeah, I have a whole arsenal," I replied.

"From where? Weirdos R Us?" she asked, laughing.

"No, some guy from Wisconsin, I can't remember his name," I said. "He's been helping me though try and catch this—"

"Hold on, you said…..Wisconsin?" Danny asked, almost nervously.

"Yeah, why?" I asked. "Why do you care?"

"His name….I'm assuming it's a guy, isn't someone named Vlad Pl- Masters, is it?" he asked.

"That's it. I couldn't remember," I said. "How did you know that?"

He groaned and beat his head against the back of the wall again. "Never mind. Dammit…..dammit…" he whispered.

"Okay….." Paulina asked. "Someone's losing it."

"He never had it," Dash whispered loud.

"You know what, it's none of your business," Sam snapped.

"It's your boyfriend that's nuts," Paulina said.

Not again…..

"He's not my boyfriend," she said.

"Whatever……you two were inseparable when Ember was off the charts," Dash argued.

"Ember was an insane whore," Sam muttered.

"She'll made more money than you could ever have," Paulina said.

Tucker and Danny burst into laughter in unison. "Really?" Sam asked.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing…nothing," she said.

"Are you always this annoying?" Dash asked.

"Are you always this whiney?" Danny asked.

"Guys!" I tried. Again, they ignored me.

"Why do you have to bitch so much?" Paulina asked Sam.

"Why do you have to be yourself so much?" she retaliated.

"Guys!" I said again.

Tucker leaned over and whispered in my ear. "I think I know a way to get them to shut up," he said, raising his eyebrows up and down. I shrugged, not getting what he was getting at.

"Hey, guys?"

For once they actually went silent, and turned their attention to him, rather annoyed with him and each other.

"Wanna play truth or dare?"

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Nice cliffhanger there, huh? Ha, ha. Stay tuned for the next chapter, but I'm not going to give it away. Just take it by process of elimination. I'll give you a small hint. The chapters are boy/girl, so that leaves Danny, Dash, and Tucker. Valerie is obviously done. Please R&R!

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