I am so sorry that I have not updated our computer crashed, and I lost what I had on chapter four. . Anyways our dad finally let us use his laptop. So now I can keep writing the story.
"Beep, beep, beep, beep, be-."
"Curse all alarm clocks in the world!"
About an hour after my alarm clock went off I was headed downstairs to eat breakfast.
"William we're off now. Oh Serena. We are heading into the office; we'll be back around 8:30." Mrs. Holmes said when she caught sight of me on the stairs.
"Ok." They went out the door.
"So, what are you going to do?" William said when I made it to the kitchen.
"I think that I like the idea of disappearing into my own little world and dancing with the faeries, but first I'm going to eat something before I die of starvation." I was still very tired, as I had my nightmare again.
William looked at me. "Well have fun I'm going to be in my room. Don't bother me unless it's important." With that he stalked out of the kitchen.
"Damnit! Where in the world do they put their silverware?" I started to open all of the drawers. All of a sudden I heard laughter on the stairs.
"You know you could help me find the silverware!" More laughter was all that I got for an answer. I went back to my search, muttering about how guys think themselves so smart.
After an hour of searching their kitchen I had finally found where everything was and I had eaten my breakfast. I'll admit it was a little burnt; I was never a good cook, but it was edible or at least the toast was. Good thing that toast was the only thing that tried to cook. The hot chocolate however was a huge disaster, but the kitchen was clean and I had promised myself never to try to do that again.
I headed up to my room planning on reading some of my favorite books over again, but fate was against me. The telephone rang and I ran downstairs to answer it.
"Ring, Ring, Ring, Rin-"
"Hello, how may I help you?"
"Hi is Holmes there?"
"Mr. Holmes or William?" I asked confused.
"William."
"He's in his room; could I ask whose calling?"
"John I'm a friend of his."
"One moment..." I covered the mouth piece and sighed I could be a secretary if I wanted to.
"Holmes you have a call." I yelled up to him
Silence. I tried again. More silence, but then I heard a thump followed by the sound of broken glass.
"John I'm sorry. I have to go upstairs. I think something has happened to William."
"What?!"
"Do you know where his parents work?"
"Yes."
"Good. When I get back from upstairs I'm might have you call them. It all depends on what I find."
"Wait I'm coming over. I live a couple houses down wait for me okay?" John hung up after that.
I didn't know what to do, but I didn't have to wait long. John burst through the door.
"Well what are you doing standing there? Let's go!" he said running up the stairs.
When I had gotten up the stairs John had already gone into William's room. I ran to the doorway and looked in. William was on the floor and next to him was a broken bottle and a clear liquid.
"Is he ok?"
"He's alive." John said dryly
"Well I figured that."
"Well I think we should put him on the bed."
"Gah he's heavier then I thought." I said straining.
"Tell... me about... it!" John said between breaths.
William was on the bed and John and I were examining the bottle and its spilled contents.
"Well what do you think it is?"
"I have no clue." John said.
"I have an idea let's search William's room. We should find a receipt or something to tell us what it is. Oh and I'm Serena Longe."
"John Waston."
Cliff hanger.
I start school tomorrow. I'm willing to bet that I get homework the first night.
I'm really going to try my hardest to post chapters as fast as I can. I am human however and I have this unfortunate habit of putting things off until the last minute.
Serena: You mean you procrastinate.
Me: Gah! How'd you get here?
Serena: well all your characters wanted to make sure that you finish writing the story. So they sent me to keep an eye on you.
Me: I'm doomed.
Serena: Yep
Me: Review please
Serena: Get to work you still have to write chapter five!