1The Meeting

Chapter 5

"Monday at School"

A/N: Hello, this is nancy nickerson with the chapter 5 news. Well here's chapter 5. And the prize goes to...for figuring out cool. Anyhoo, it has been decided, based on what you all said that 2 stories will be going at once, and that the original version of The Meeting up here to. Now we'll go to the disclaimer paragraph for the disclaimer. So what's new in the world of Disclaimers?

Disclaimer: Thanks nancy nickerson, for that wonderful introduction. The answer to your question is...nothing! These spiffin characters still do not belong to you, nor do they belong to anyone else here at FFN! Unless, of course, the people who do own them post here, and of course, why would they do that, when they can just get the real books published? Well, now we'll go and read the latest chapter of The Meeting.

Carson Drew woke up Monday morning. The rest of Nancy's weekend had been free of threats. Nancy had called him Sunday, and told him so. When Carson had hung up though, he remembered the weekend before Elizabeth died, and how similar Nancy's weekend had been to Elizabeth's last.

Flashback

Sunday evening the Drew's were sitting down to a nice quiet dinner. Nancy was sitting in her chair, saying that she hated meatloaf and she wouldn't eat it.

"Nancy, sweetie," Elizabeth began. "You've got to eat your meatloaf, or else you'll get sick.

Nancy smiled. "If I get sick, I won't have to go to preschool tomorrow."

"Nancy, baby," Carson said. "Don't you want to see Bess and George? And your teacher?"

Nancy giggled. "Daddy! I saw Bess and George earlier today! And I see my teacher all the time. They won't miss me for one day!"

Elizabeth smiled. "I'm sure they will miss you, sweetie. But you know what? If you don't eat your meatloaf, Daddy and I are going to go to Hershey Park without you next Saturday."

Nancy gasped and immediately grabbed her fork and started eating the meatloaf.

Carson and Elizabeth laughed, and while Nancy intently ate her meatloaf, for she didn't want to miss the trip to Hershey Park. Seeing that she was completely ignoring them, Elizabeth said quietly to Carson, "Do you think that the guy is backing off now that he hasn't sent any threats since Friday ?"

Carson shook his head. "I don't know what it means. Maybe. But you should still be on your guard."

Elizabeth nodded. "Definitely," she was about to say more but then Nancy had gotten up from her seat and was tugging on her shirt.

"Mommy," Nancy asked.

"Yes, sweetheart,"

Nancy grinned and asked, "Now that I ate all the icky- I mean, yummy- meatloaf, can I have ice cream now?"

Elizabeth and Carson laughed. Every Sunday night after dinner, everyone ate a huge ice cream sundae. It was clear that Nancy didn't want tonight to be an exception. "Sure sweetie," Elizabeth said, standing up and taking her daughter's hand. They walked into the kitchen and began making their ice cream. While they ate, Carson and Elizabeth laughed at the cute little things Nancy did, and listened as she told them all the rides she wanted to go on at Hershey Park.

But Elizabeth got another threat Monday.

It was the last time they all had ice cream together.

End Flashback

Back in Bayport...

Joe

Monday morning, Joe, Frank, and Nancy walked into school. Nancy had insisted they take her Corvette, since she loved driving it so much, and Joe was fine with that. After finding out about Daniel Rogers on Friday, Frank and Joe had taken Nancy to all the good places in Bayport. Unfortunately, Callie hadn't been able to make it, and when they went to the Amusement Park, Frank and Nancy had to go on all the rides together, since Joe and Iola went on them together. Joe had kind of laughed at that, considering Friday night, after sightseeing, Frank had told him he maybe...sorta...kinda...definitely had a crush on Nancy. Well, okay, he hadn't said he did, but Joe could tell. So on Sunday, when they found out Callie was sick and probably wouldn't be in school all week, Joe had practically leaped for joy. Well, maybe not, since they weren't going to get together, but Joe loved watching his brother all off in la la land like this. It was just kind of funny.He had told Iola what he thought, and she said she would try to find out if Nancy liked Frank. If she did, that would be even more funny to watch! Of course, he hadn't told Iola that. She just thought he was being a good brother and helping his brother be...happy.

Frank

Frank walked into school with Nancy and Joe. His first class was Honors English, and he had that with Nancy. He looked at Joe, who was laughing quietly about something. He wondered if he could tell that he maybe...sorta...kinda...definitely had a crush on Nancy. "If he does," he thought to himself. "I hope he doesn't try to do anything about it. I mean, I've got a girlfriend, for crimety's sake...and she's got a boyfriend."

Nancy

As Nancy walked into Bayport High, she couldn't help but stare. "I though RHH was small, but this school is so much smaller compared to it!"

"Yeah, but its really crowded, as you can see," Frank pointed out.

"I guess. Joe, are you alright? Joe," she asked, noticing the peculiar expression on Joe's face.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, I was just thinking," he replied.

"Yeah? About what," Frank asked. Nancy didn't know if it was just her, but Frank seemed worried. She didn't know why, because she hadn't gotten a threat since Friday. "Maybe he forgot about some assignment over Winter Break or something," she thought. Of course, back then, she didn't know Frank was super academic, and would never forget an assignment. And the expression on Joe's face- well, Joe looked just plain sneaky.

"Nothing-much," Joe said in response to Frank's question.

"I gotta go find my locker," Nancy said. "Would either of you know where locker M-36 might be,"

"M-36," Frank asked. "That's the locker of the kid who just got expelled. Guess they gave you that one because they don't want an empty locker in the midst of a whole bunch of others."

"M-36 is two lockers down from Iola," Joe said. "I'll get her to show you. Hey, Iola," he said, spotting his girlfriend. "Over here!" When she got there, he said, "Could you show Nancy to her locker? It's M-36."

"Sure," Iola agreed. "Come on, Nancy."

"K," Nancy said, catching up with Iola.

Iola

"So, Nancy, how do you like Bayport so far," she asked as they walked up to section M, one floor up from the entrance.

"It's cool," Nancy said. "Not like home, but still cool."

"Do you like the Hardy's? Or, more specifically, Frank and Joe," she added. Joe had asked her to find out if Nancy liked Frank, and she planned to do so.

"They're great, you know? Really helping me out with this threat thing," Nancy told her.

"Yeah, Joe told me about your stalker. But you're okay with Frank around- Joe maybe, but he's not really focused in school, so he'd be trying to catch up," she said. "Sorry Joe," she thought. "But I'm trying to get your info."

"Anyway," Iola continued. "I should fill you in on who not to hang out with. First," she said, pointing to two girls walking by, gossiping with each other. "Stay away from Alicia and Stacey. They pretend to be your best friends, and then stab you in the back. It happened to Callie in 7th grade. (A/N 1) She went on pointing out best friends, and best enemies (A/N 2) "Well, here we are," she announced. "Locker M-36."

"Thanks, Iola," Nancy said gratefully.

"No prob," she said. "Catch you later," she called as she walked off. Well, she hadn't gotten much information, but there was always later.

Nancy

As Nancy opened her locker, three hours later, before lunch, a note fell out. 'You never know who your enemies are,' it read. "Crap," Nancy said, and ran off to Frank and Joe, whose lockers were luckily near each other.

"Well, there's nothing we can really do now," Frank said after reading the note. "We'll investigate some more after school."

"So let's go eat," Joe said. "I'm starved.

"You're always starved." Frank retorted.

"Whatever. Let's go," Joe said, heading off to the school cafeteria.

A/N: 1) Alicia and Stacey- when I originally wrote this chapter, I was really ticked off at two of my best friends, who stabbed me in the back (Which happened in 7th grade, much like Callie) (I'm in 8th grade now) Anyhoo, one of their names starts wi th an S and one with an A. (I've made up with one of them(S) and we're back to being BFFs)(I still hate A- and not just for that...)

2) best of enemies - worst of enemies means you're not very good at being an enemy- best means you are)

The rest of A/N: When I originally wrote this chapter, it was just a ha ha funny kinda chapter, that's why the whole Nancy/Frank thing is around(This will NOT turn into an N/F story!) The flashback wasn't in it, and I was going to take the N/F stuff out, and put what's gonna happen next here, but well, I have my reasons for not doing that. First, this and that shouldn't really be in the same chapter, and if I put them together, I wouldn't have room for everything that needs to be in the same chapter as that event. Plus I don't want two flashbacks in the same chapter. I put this quote here, because it is meant, in a weird sort of way, to get people to review. I'm thinking about leaving more space in between my updates so that people have more time to review. Unless, of course, I get a whole bunch of reviews. I'll give you all two days this time. Compton- you read my reviews? That's kinda awesome. James Stapleton- are you seriously the same age as Joe in this? That's awesome too. I know someone, he's 15, but he's in 11th grade, cause he started early. But he couldn't write a story like your's if his life depended on it. : ) msnancydrew: was it creepy? I forget what happened in that chapter. I wrote it like, last week, so I don't remember. Lol : )

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"Any man that can write, may answer a letter."

-Shakespeare

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