Chapter 3
Intensity of the chase
Marth was scared of Amanda so he ran down the hall, trying to escape.
Roy: Wait for me!
Amanda: Come back, Marthy!
She screamed at him as she chased him down the hallway. He swerved around a corner and came to the art room. Marth jumped into a cupboard and hid, while Roy ducked behind a table. Amanda came in after them, following by her trusty comrades, Tanya, Vic, and Laura.
Laura: Are they in here?
Vic: I don't think so.
But then Marth dropped a piece of pottery when he shifted; and all at once, the four girls turned and saw him.
Girls: THERE HE IS!
They scrambled after him.
Marth: Go away! I don't like you!
Amanda: But I do!
Tanya: We won't hurt you! At least, I won't…but Amanda might!
Roy: Hey Marth. This is pretty intense huh?
Marth: Where'd you come from?
Roy: (sarcastically) Your ass, Marth. Your ass.
(intense chase music)
They ran out of the art room and back into the hallways. Marth used his sword to smash open lockers to try and slow down Amanda and the rest of them. It didn't work; except for Tanya; she hit her head on one and fell down.
Vic: Tanya's down!
Amanda: Just keep going!
Marth and Roy were in the middle of a hot pursuit by Amanda and her posse, when Marth spotted a staircase at the end of the hall.
Marth: Let's go downstairs!
Roy: Okay!
(Roy unzipped his pants.)
Marth: Not like that, dude!
Roy: Oh...
Tanya: Let's cut them off over here!
Tanya points down a shortcut, which they take, and come out in front of the two escapees.
Amanda: Ah ha! We have you now!
She leapt for Marth's arms and caught one.
Marth: Let go, you psycho!
Amanda: NO!
She bit into his arm and he hollered in pain.. Laura ran up and grabbed his other arm. Tanya and Vic grabbed Roy's arms as they tried to squirm free, all in vain.
Roy: NO! Let us go! It can't end like this!
Amanda: Tie them up. Now!
The girls took the telephone cords from the office and tied Marth and Roy to the office doors.
Marth: Now what? What are you going to do with us? Did you hear me? What are you going to do!
Amanda just grinned, then laughed hysterically and simply answered his question.
Amanda: You.
Marth and Roy's eyes grew wide and a cold sweat dripped down their face. Amanda took Marth's phone cord and dragged him into the auditorium.
Marth: HELP!
Roy: I'm sorry, Marth.