O.k, I'm writing a Halloween story even though it's a bit late. Also, Chelsea, the girl who wrote the poem/song in one of the previous chapters in my other story, well, she wrote a little bit in my final chapter and got annoyed when I forgot to give her credit. Sorry Chels!
Well, here is the story. Also, it takes place before Back to the Future.
"So, as part of the History trip, we will be staying in an old hotel, which bares a striking resemblance to MGM's 'Tower of Terror', just without the 'terror' part" the teacher joked. Phil and Keely sat at the back of the classroom, Keely doodling in her notes book, Phil sitting attentively.
"Now you're going to be researching the history of the village by the town folks, so, smile, be polite, and for heaven's sake- don't tick any one off- these are very interesting people" Miss Jenson told her class. She then handed out booklets.
"So, be at school at 6:30am the latest tomorrow morning, else the coach will leave without you. After the trip, you will have to write a report on the history of the town of Scmenderville" Two huge booklets landed on Phil and Keely's desk, waking Keely up from her daze. She shook her head, glanced over to wear the booklet say and then continued drawing.
"Hey, what's that you're doing?" Phil asked her.
"Nothing!" Keely replied hastily, slamming the notebook shut
"Phil, Keely, is there a problem?" their teacher asked. They both shook their heads, luckily, because they sat at the back, their teacher didn't see Keely's book, else she probably would have read the contents to the class. So their teacher continued to ramble on and Keely fell into yet another day dream.
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"Keely! Wake up!" Keely was awoken from her dream by a sharp blow against her head. Half-opening her eyes, she saw her mother standing over her, a pillow in her hand. Keely's alarm clock beeped rapidly, she saw that it was 6:15. Jumping out of bed, she ran into her bathroom and emerged 5 minutes later with wet hair and toothbrush in her mouth. She picked up clothes of her bed and threw them over her. She then ran around her room, throwing various items into her suitcase whether or not she needed them. In a matter of minutes she was at her school, 5 minutes late. She saw Phil amongst other people where standing outside a coach, shivering. Keely jumped out of the car, gathered her belongings and went up to meet her classmates. After a thorough talking to about not being late and holding everyone p for about ten minutes, the students were allowed on the bus.
"Hey so Keels, I did research on the place we're staying," Phil started to tell his best friend as they took their seats at the back of the coach, "turns out, that the old owner of the hotel went mad and just randomly killed teenage girl residents. They say his ghost still haunts the walls of the building and at night he takes the souls of any 16 year old blonde girls" he then did a wavy motion with his arms and received a hard pinch on his arm from Keely.
"Ow," he cried, "what was that for?"
"For scaring the wits out of me" Keely replied an angry look on her face, before taking her I-pod out of her bag and putting it on top volume, hoping she could ignore Phil for the remainder of the trip. Little did she know that Phil was indeed telling the truth…
K, that's the first chapter. Crap, I know, but I hope it will get better and scarier, if not, you can cyber punch me :D