Blackness
By: The blondies
Ages of the kids:
Stephanie= 14
Michelle= 9
DJ= 17
Twins= 4
Kimmy= 17, I guess.
Chapter Two...
Authors' Note: Cody: yawn where am I? ACK! I'm still at the computer? I guess I'll write some more...
DJ turned to Joey and began to beat his chest, burring her face in his shirt. "Why, Joey?"
Joey held DJ in a tight embrace, while Michelle sobbed, hugging Becky. Jesse stood, with red eyes, while two tears fell to the carpet. Kimmy was actually being serious. She had her eyes locked on Steph's body, whispering, "Barf Breath, no. You can't be gone..." Danny had an unexplainable feeling buried deep in his chest. He felt like sobbing and crying, but he was afraid if he did, he would not be able to stop. "Stephanie...my baby..."
Stephanie's funeral had passed a week earlier, and everyone in the Tanner house was still recovering.
DJ came downstairs holding several sheets of paper. "I found some conversations on Steph's laptop. I think it had something to do with...Yes, I'm sure." She gave the papers to Danny. They were instant message conversations.
Batman109: Hey hey.
SweetCheeksSteph: Who are you?
Batman109: That doesn't matter. I saw you on the chat "dogs".
SweetCheeksSteph: Who are you?
Batman109: If you must know, I'm Ryan.
SweetCheeksSteph: Do I know you?
Batman109: Now you do.
SweetCheeksSteph: Look, Ryan, I don't usually talk to people I don't know.
Batman109: Come on, wretch, take some risks!
SweetCheeksSteph: Do you know what a wretch is?
Batman109: I ain't here for grammar lessons, little Stephanie!
SweetCheeksSteph: Well I'm leaving. Good bye.
SweetCheeksSteph has signed off.
SweetCheeksSteph: Hello?
Batman109: Yeah, I'm here.
SweetCheeksSteph: What did you wanna talk about?
Batman109: You, sweet cheeks.
SweetCheeksSteph: What about me?
Batman109: You don't know anything, do you?
SweetCheeksSteph: Umm...
Batman109: I can see you right now, Steph.
SweetCheeksSteph: Wha?
SweetCheeksSteph: You aren't outside in my tree.
Batman109: Yes I am.
SweetCheeksSteph: Duh! I'm not stupid, or blind. You aren't out there.
Batman109: Steph, wanna go out tonight?
SweetCheeksSteph: How would I get out of the house?
Batman109: Come on, not another lame excuse. You've already downed me a blind date!
SweetCheeksSteph: That's because I don't know anything about you!
Batman109: You know everything about me.
SweetCheeksSteph: I don't know where you live, or anything!
Batman109: Let's meet, Stephanie.
SweetCheeksSteph: Ryan, I gotta go.
Batman109: But-Steph-
SweetCheeksSteph: Sorry.
Batman109: I love you?
SweetCheeksSteph has signed off
PervertedMind223: Hey hey, baby cake!
SweetCheeksSteph: Who's this?
PervertedMind223: Ryan.
SweetCheeksSteph: Ugh! I blocked you!
PervertedMind223: Well, I changed my screen name.
SweetCheeksSteph: Why won't you leave me alone? Besides, your screen name doesn't help my decision at all!
SweetCheeksSteph has signed off.
PervertedMind223: Hey hey.
SweetCheeksSteph: Hi!
PervertedMind223: Sup?
SweetCheeksSteph: Just chilling. I'm sooo happy I finally decided to talk to you! You are like so sexy!
PervertedMind223: You've never even seen me.
SweetCheeksSteph: Well, I can tell by your personality.
PervertedMind223: So, you wanna meet tonight?
SweetCheeksSteph: REALLY? In person?
PervertedMind223: Yeah baby.
SweetCheeksSteph: AWESOME! Where?
PervertedMind223: Meet me at the Dance Club tonight. I'll be waiting outside.
SweetCheeksSteph: How will I know it's you?
PervertedMind223: You'll just know baby.
PervertedMind223 has signed off
Michelle sat, crying, while Becky rubbed her back.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" Becky asked.
"I-I'm scared." Michelle said.
"About what?"
"That man who hurt Stephanie. He's still out there. And you saw the note. He wants to kill us!"
Becky tried to think of a way to calm Michelle down. "Honey, the blinds are closed, so are the windows. The doors are locked; Danny's got an alarm system built in. There's no way he can hurt us."
"Are you sure, Aunt Becky?"
"Positive."
"Aunt Becky?"
"Yes?"
"I know I'm kind of old for it...but can you turn a lamp on? So I can see in the dark?"
Becky smiled. "Sure, honey." She turned Michelle's lamp on and closed the door.
Michelle threw the covers over her head and gripped them with white knuckles. She kept feeling like someone was watching her intently, waiting...waiting...for the precise moment.
Authors' Note: Hey, this is Jenny. Cody: Don't forget about me, woman!!!!!
Jenny: Anyways...Why did Stephanie do that? That was such a stupid idea!!!!
Cody: Duh, we made it up??? Jenny: We did? Cody: Umm...well my co-writer is experiencing some kind of nervous breakdown, so...we'll get on with the story for now... glances nervously Jenny Jenny: You killed her didn't you? Cody: Umm...I'm not a homo. Jenny: Yes you are.
The leaves crunched beneath her shoes as DJ walked nervously to school. She glanced over her shoulder at any sudden moves or sounds, only to find that there was no one there.
She heard a twig snap, and when she turned, this time there was someone. He was walking a few feet behind her, with his face covered with a hood, glancing down at his feet as he walked.
DJ began to pace quickly and suddenly broke into a jog as she began to see her school appearing behind the hill.
As soon as she was in the school, she took a deep breath and walked to her locker. She took her books out of her backpack and placed them on her shelves. Just as she was about to close her locker, she noticed a sheet of paper taped to the door. She thought out loud, "Oh. It's probably Kimmy. She wants to know about Josh's party." She unfolded the paper.
Last night I could not see you as well as I'd planned.
You really should sleep with a light on. Your face was hidden in the darkness.
But I did manage to catch a glimpse of your silk pajamas.
Next time, sleep with them off.
Do not repeat any of this to anyone.
Anyone.
If you do, I will kill everyone you know...
Authors' Note: Jenny: I'm glad I don't know her. Cody: Back to the story now, please... .
Watch for me.
Everywhere you look.
'Cause I'll be there.
Waiting.
Oh...don't look in the closet
DJ threw the note into her backpack and looked at her shaking hands. Maybe it was just a prank.
"Hey, Deej, can I borrow a very large pooper scooper?"
DJ screamed and turned around, "NO!!!!!"
"Fine, I'll go buy my own then!" It was Kimmy.
"Oh, no, I'm sorry, Kimmy. I thought you were someone else."
"So does this mean I can have the pooper scooper?"
"Kimmy, why would you need a pooper scooper?"
"Umm...gotta go."
DJ put a hand to her forehead and the other on her hip. She could feel cold sweat running down her cheeks and into her mouth. She wiped her forehead with the back of her hand and then she put her backpack on the floor. She started to tremble with fear as she turned toward her locker. She wiped away her tears and looked at her feet. When she saw somebody approach the end of her shoes, She forced her head off her knees and looked up to see a guys face. It was only the Algebra teacher.
"Hi" DJ said as she pushed herself up with her hands. "Umm...Mr. Donavon, I'm not feeling well today. Can I go home, please?"
Mr. Donavon was fond of DJ, she was his best student. "Sure, Deej. You look pale. Go home and relax."
When she got home every body was sitting on the couch. The twins were fighting. Nicky said that Batman was better and Alex said that superman was better. I think that superman is like way better, but that's opinion. He can like climb on walls and stuff and-
Authors note- Cody: Jenny, hello? Were not talking about batman and super man! Jenny: Okay sorry, but super man is like so better, anyways, back to the story. Cody: Why did I let you control the keyboard? Jenny: MY KEYBOARD! Cody: Ya'll, Jenny is going through a mental crysis, so we'll get back to the story later...