DG: Yay! this chapter is longer than the last! I own Jenny and Mark. MINE!

The House

"C'mon, Jenny, time to get up!" She groaned as the covers were torn off her face and the sunlight blinded her even with closed eyes.

"Aw, Mark, leave me alone."

"Can't. It's already eight twenty-five."

"It's WHAT!" She jumped out of bed, grabbing clothes. She had five minutes to get ready! Then she heard Mark laughing.

"Haha, I was joking! It's seven thirty."

"MARK!" She chased him out of her room and down to the first floor of their house. Jenny's mom walked by, saying, "Jenny, quit chasing your brother and get dressed. Your breakfast is getting cold." Grumbling, Jenny trudged back upstairs. She picked out an orange T-Shirt, it was almost summer, after all, and a pair of blue jean Capri's. She put her light brown hair up in a ponytail to keep it off her neck and out of her sky-blue eyes.

She went back down the stairs and into the kitchen, where a bowl of cereal was awaiting her. Yeah, Mom, it's gonna get cold, she thought, shoveling spoon-fulls into her mouth. When she finished, she set the bowl in the sink. She grabbed her book bag, ready to get back to eighth grade. Mark was waiting for her at the door.

"Ready to get walking?" He enquired pleasantly. She glared at him.

"Yeah, whatever." Despite the way she acted, Jenny really liked her brother more than most of her other friends liked their siblings. It was like they had some kind of bond, closer than friendship. If ever Jenny had any problems, she could always talk to him about it.

They started their walk in silence, but it wasn't long until Mark started asking questions.

"You looking forward to today?" He asked pleasantly.

"Not really."

"How come?"

"No real reason." Jenny thought as she talked, well, today is going to be boring. Nothing is going to happen.

Jenny and Mark only lived a block from school, so it never took long to get there, but they always walked by a creepy old house on the way there. The two always walked quickly past the abandon mansion because they could always feel a bad vibe emanating from it. Today, however, was different. It seemed to be calling, pulling at their minds, inviting them inside. The two shivered simultaneously and walked on. Even as they reached the school, they still felt the pull of the house.

It was at school that they parted. Despite the fact that Mark was in High school and Jenny in Middle school, their town was small, and the two schools, as well as the Elementary, were connected.

"Seeya after school," Jenny said, waving to Mark.

"Seeya." Jenny walked over to where her friends were waiting for her

The rest of the day, things went pretty well the way they usually went, except one thing. All the teachers noticed that the usually attentive Mark and Jenny were distracted. The house called them, all through the day.

At first, it just tugged at the end of their minds. As the day dragged on, however, it demanded their attention until they could barely keep their minds on anything else. When the two met again to walk home after school, they knew that until they went inside the house, their minds would be on nothing else. So, on their way home, they walked up to the door.

Scared stiff, Jenny let Mark push the creaky door open. Then, the muggy, old, rotting smell of the house wafted over them, but that was not all. The house gripped their minds harder, pulling them inside as they stumbled forward. The door slammed shut behind them, but they didn't notice. Now inside, the pulling gripped them even harder until they felt that their brains might be pulled out of their heads. They couldn't walk forward fast enough.

They stumbled through the foyer, up a flight of stairs, and into an old bedroom. Jenny ran in first without hesitation, but Mark stopped. Through the have of pain in his head, he looked and saw what lie ahead of them. Blinking, he saw the swirling neon green portal, and Jenny was running towards it.

"JENNY! NO!" But it was too late. She flung herself at the portal, disappearing inside. And Mark followed her.

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