A/N: Hey ya'll. This is yours truly, back with the latest chapter to "Shadow," starring Miss Penelope, Miss Pashmina and Sir Cappy. I'm not gonna put in any review replies cause they were all kinda similar. They pretty much went like this:
What's Pashy's weakness?
It couldn't get any more exciting than THIS!
UPDATE!
All I can say is, HA! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! HA! If you thought THAT was the best I've got, then GOD you're wrong! I can't wait to show ya'll what I've got in store for you THIS time!
Think you can handle it?
BTW, I am SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO sorry for taking forever to update. I've been so busy drowning in school and home duties, that I couldn't find the time to work on my stories.
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Previously, on "Shadow"
Then, it hit me.
If I'm hanging out with Pashmina more and more often than I usually am, then not only am I gonna feel more mature and grown-up, I might actually LEARN some things about her that I haven't bothered to find out--including things she isn't good at!
This is genius! I thought to myself. That way, when I find out that Pashy's not at all perfect, I can feel more confident about myself. Maybe she's not good at something that I AM good at!
"Oh yeah," I smiled and leaned back on the couch. "THIS is perfect!"
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Chapter 2: Girls' Night Out...
"Hey girls!" I squealed as I opened the door to Crystal Donaldson's silver sports convertible. "HI PASHMINA!" I was greeted by three screaming voices. Belonging to Bijou, Pepper and Sandy. Smiling brightly, I slid in the back of the car with Bijou and Pepper. Sandy was enjoying her turn in the front passenger seat.
"Hey Pashmina! How's life? It's been so long!" Crystal looked at me through her rearview mirror. She started to carefully drive out of the curb after I shut the door. See, Crystal's kinda filthy rich so when she (finally!)got her license a few weeks ago, she got a car as a Congrats gift from "Daddy" as she calls him. And I gotta admit, we were all kind of excited...oh heck. WE WENT CRAZY!
"Crystal, the last time I saw you was at school--four hours ago!" I giggled. "I know! I was just teasing." she smiled. I laughed again and then, my attention went to Sandy. "I see our little Italian master is enjoying her turn up front!" I taunted.
Sandy turned to me, pouting dramatically. "Watch it Pash! I worked hard to get up here!" she whined. "Yeah! If studyin' the domesticated animals in Italian while watchin' Missy Elliot gettin' Punk'D counts as 'workin' hard,' then I am so with ya' girl!" Pepper cooed sarcastically. Everybody laughed out loud.
"Hey!" Sandy glared, but ended up laughing instead. "So, where are we off to?" I finally found the opportunity to ask after our little giggle fit. "Isabelle's. Sandy's choice." Crystal answered as she stopped at a red light. Isabelle's was one of the most popular hang-outs for the high school. It was the number one pizza/ice cream parlor in town.
After a few minutes of chatting about random things, like from Isabelle's extra large cheese and hot fudge sundae double special to our teachers' chicken-scratch handwriting(don't ask how we got there!), I decided to ask the one question I was dying to ask ever since me and Penelope' s conversation a few minutes ago.
"Hey girls?" Everyone turned their heads to face me--except Crystal, who was still driving. "I was thinking maybe if we could take Penelope out with us tomorrow night." I confessed. "Penelope?" Bijou and Pepper squealed happily. My friends were totally fond of my little sister. "I thought you said she was too young to go out with us!" Sandy cocked her head.
"Yeah. When she was seven! But c'mon! She's thirteen years old now! I think it's about time she knew what we like to do as wild sixteen year olds!" I taunted sarcastically. "She has a point. We should totally take her out on a girls' night out tomorrow!" Crystal agreed after a little laugh.
"Oui! Penelope eez not going to be zhat cute little girl we've known for so long in a few years." Bijou piped up excitedly. "Yeah! We can go shopping and buy smoothies and watch cute guys and talk and giggle about everything!" Sandy sang.
"Cool! So it's settled. It's off to the mall tomorrow night." I declared with a pump of my fist. "Wow! You look and sound just like 'Amtaro, Pashmina!" Bijou pointed out loudly. I blushed as they all started to laugh amusingly.
♥ The next day... ♥
"Oh man! I can't wait for Penny to get here!" I muttered to myself excitedly as I entered the lunchroom. I was usually kinda scared when I came in here, but today, I wasn't worried about the "food" the school had in store for us.
I sat down in our usual seat by the window. It was raining long and hard today, so the window(from outside)was soaking wet. I made sure I saved Penelope a seat, but then again, I didn't need to. Everyone knew me and Penelope were best friends anyways. But still, I was too excited for Penelope to find out that I had--
"Boo!"
I jumped and snapped my head to the side to see a familar pair of rosy pink eyes. "Oh! Pen! Hey!" I smiled happily as Penny lifted her chin off of my shoulder. "Hey Caps! Did I scare ya' again?" she teased. "No. Sorry!" I chuckled and pointed out at the seat next to me.
"Awww!" Penelope picked up the folded piece of paper on it. "'Reserved For Miss Penelope Mafura!' That is so sweet!" she cooed, dramatically placing placing a hand on her heart. I looked down, adjusting my green baseball cap. "Yeah. Just sit down before people start to stare!" I said almost sheepishly.
Penelope giggled as she placed the card on the table and sat down in it's place. "So, whatcha so excited about?" she asked me after a few minutes of eating. "Huh?" I cocked my head. "You looked really excited when I came in. What was that about?" she clarified for me.
"Oh yeah! I was meaning to tell you all day! You'll never guess what I scored us tickets to!" I immedietaly felt myself get excited all over again. "What? You know I hate secrets!" Penelope seemed curious. I took in a deep breath--and prepared for a loud girly outburst. "You and me...are gonna watch...tonight...the one...and only...SCARY MOVIE FOUR!"
Penelope squealed ecstatically and hugged me until I almost lost oxygen. So now, my lungs and my ears hurted at the moment. "OH MY GOD! Cappy. I can't believe you got us tickets! I could kiss you right now!" she squeezed me some more. "Could you let me go instead?" I wheezed out, feeling myself get light-headed and losing my eyesight.
"Heke? OH MY GOD! I'm so sorry, Caps!" Penelope blushed and released me. I gulped in a deep breath of air and began gasping loudly. I coughed, grabbed onto my neck and landed on my knees dramatically. "OH MY GOD! AIR! SWEET, SWEET AIR!" I cried up at the heavens--or the ceiling.
"CAPPY!" Penelope scolded, giggling slightly. "I could've sworn it was you who said people are gonna STARE if I do SOMETHING EMBARASSING!" I smiled and stood up. But when I sat back in my seat and looked at Penny, I saw something that scared me.
Her face was suddenly paling. Her eyes lost that cute little happy twinkle. In it's place was a miserable darkness that shadowed over the pink pigment of her eyes. She was definetaly not smiling anymore. She was biting her lower lip nervously and staring at the floor. Just then, I got a sickly feeling that something had gone horribly, horribly wrong!
"Penny? Wh-W-What's...wrong?" I couldn't control the stuttering from my voice from the uneasy tension burning between us. Uh-oh! What if Penelope had changed her mind about seeing "Scary Movie 4?" No, that couldn't be it! Ever since the boys let us see the first three movies a while ago behind Pashmina's back, she had been dying to see the fourth one! So what was wrong with her?
Right now though, Penelope wasn't saying anything. Her face and hands were turning a very pale white, but her cheeks were flaming red(that was hard seeing from her long hair falling over her face). Just looking at her sucked out my gut to talk. But I found it again and decided to speak now, before I lost my nerve again.
"Penny? Could you please tell me what's wrong?" I asked gently and placed a palm over her white hand. I could've sworn a felt a surge of electricity wash over us at the touch, but I focused instead on her. Penelope flinched hesitantly. I knew she wanted to talk, but couldn't find any words to say. "Do you...want to go see Scary Movie 4?"
"More than anything in the world..." she finally spilled out. But when she left the words hanging, I knew right away, there was a "but" coming up. There always was. "But...?" I gulped, mentally telling myself to prepare for a big blowout. "But...I-I can't go." Tears welled up in Penelope's eyes. She shut them to avoid crying in front of me.
"WHAT! What happened? Are you grounded? Babysitting? Who died?" For some reason, that last question made her laugh a little. But she shook her head. "Nobody." Penelope looked up, her eyes full of pure misery. I wish I could just wipe that sadness away to see that little shine again.
"So, why can't you go?" I wondered. When Penelope threatened to stare at her lap, I touched her hand. I felt the spark again, but ignored it once more. "It's okay, Penny. You can tell me." Despite the fact that I felt like I had been punched in the stomach.
"Well...Pashmina kind of invited me to go out with her and the girls. Tonight." she explained.
"Really?" my eyes widened. That kind of surprised me. I was expecting some other excuse. "Yeah. I'm sorry. I swear I really wanted to go to the movies with you! Maybe I should cancel..." The tears came back as Penelope reached for her cellphone.
"WHOA! Hold on there, Mafura!" I snatched the phone from her. Penny looked up at me with a shocked "Hey!" look on her face. "Pen, I'm not trying to get you to cancel. Look, Pashmina offered you something big. This is obviously important. So go for it!"
"What! You want me to go?" she raised an eyebrow. "I want you to go and have a good time!" I replied. "After all, haven't you wanted a girls' night out before?" I smirked playfully. She laughed and calmed down a bit. "I guess. But it doesn't seem right. Are you sure I should go?" Penelope still seemed skeptical.
"Positive! Besides, we can watch that movie any time, right? I'll just return the tickets this afternoon. It's no big deal. Go!" I assured her. "Really?" Penelope perked up hopefully. "Sure!" I smiled. Penelope smiled back and hugged me gratefully. "Thank you so much for understanding Cappy! You're the bestest friend in the whoooooole world! I dunno who could ever replace you!" she said.
I blushed and felt my insides tingle when I felt her skin against my shirt. My heart pounded faster than ever as I found myself hugging her back. "No probs, Penny. But we might wanna stop hugging!" Then I leaned in closer to her ear. "People might stare!" I hissed. "CAPPY!" Penelope laughed and punched me playfully.
Penelope had to go to the library to study with a friend of her's, so she left lunch early that day. "Thanks again Cappy. I swear, we'll watch Scary Movie 4 tomorrow night or on Sunday. Then I can tell you everything that happens tonight!" she squealed. "Go! You're late!" I waved her off teasingly. She giggled, waved and rushed out the door.
When she finally left, I sighed loudly and bonked my forehead against the cold, glass window. I stared out at the blank grayness and watched the raindrops slide slowly down the window. And just like the rain, I felt the exact same way.
Crappy.
And God. It sucked!
♥ That night... ♥
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!"
That was the first thing I heard the millisecond I stepped out of the door. I slightly flinched and blushed a light pink as I heard the excited squeals.
"PENNY! OMG, long time, no see!" Sandy screamed. "Ohhh, you look zo cute in zhat gorgeous little outfit!" Bijou gushed over my clothes. I was wearing a bright yellow sleeveless top with small crystal rhimestones lining the soft V-shaped collar, a blue denim jacket with yellow stitchings, matching mini pleated skirt, a yellow belt and white sneakers. My blondish hair, usually silky-straight, was softly curled at the bottom with a barrette holding it back(Pashmina did it for me).
"Hi Pashmina. Hey Penelope!" Crystal removed the sunglasses from her aqua-green eyes and winked at me. "Crystaaaaaal!" I cried. Then I looked at the back of the convertible. "Sandyyyy! Bijooouuu! Pepperrrrr!"
I could see a couple of things had changed since the last time I had seen the girls. For one, Bijou's pigtails had passed her neck and were now brushing against her shoulders. Another was Sandy was now alot girlier than last year. Also, I think Pepper's gotten bigger. From her chest area.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Hop aboard, silly! Cause we're about to tear up these streets!" Crystal patted the passenger seat next to her driver's seat and put on her sunglasses.
"Oh God, Crys. No!" Sandy shook her head. "Remember zee last time you went wild on the wheel? On purpose?" Bijou added. "Relaaaax! I ain't gonna attract news reporters this time!" Crystal scoffed. I laughed, reminding myself to get details on that story later tonight.
To break the ice, the girls started asking me questions about how their old middle school was doing and if anything had changed since their graduation. Knowing they weren't trying to be nosy little ah-dults, I gave all the info they needed. I gave them my schedule, my classmates and my teachers' names.
Before I knew it, I was talking, chatting and giggling with them, like I was with girls my own age. See, that's what I liked so much about them. Instead of being just my sister's best friends, they were like my best friends/guardians. I never felt inferior or younger than they were despite our age difference. The girls treated me like a teenager. Not like a kid. I always felt totally comfortable around them--unless they were in some kind of heated war with one another for some wacked-out teenage reason.
When we arrived to the mall, the first thing we did--GO SHOPPING! I got myself a dee-lish yellow dress with spaghetti straps that reached a few inches above my knees. It had a beautiful matching rose with silver glitter sprinkled all over the dress. I also bought some new lip gloss, a new cellphone carrying case, a cute skirt, black ballet slippers with embroidered pearls and jewels and white fuzzy bunny slippers.
As me and the girls walked around our ninth store(?), an hour later, I realized that the last time I had felt like a real girl, was well...never! A feeling of pure happiness washed over me like a waterfall. I could feel my heart feel almost complete. Just almost. So, what was I missing? More lip gloss? Another cellphone case? Another caramel sundae? More money?
"Are you sure I can go along with the other girls?" some random girl turned to a guy behind her. "Sure! After all, they obviously have something 'girlish' to show you! Go ahead!" the boy waved her off playfully with a smile. The girl flashed a smile and happily kissed the boy's cheek. Thanks Jason. You're the best!"
Before I knew it, I felt hot tears prickling the back of my eyes. Quickly, I blinked and squeezed my eyes hard to keep them from spilling over my cheeks. However, no matter how much I tried, the guilty lump that grew inside my throat wouldn't leave me alone.
I just couldn't understand why I felt so damned guilty everytime I thought about Cappy. He said it was cool for me to come to the mall. He practically encouraged me to drop our little movie night! So...why was I feeling so low-down crappy? Why was something knawing at me like a frickin' mosquito? Was...was this wrong? Did I belong here with my sister? Or at the movies with my best friend?
"Penelope? Pennyyyyyyyy? Penelope Alyson! EARTH TO PEN-PEN!"
That last sentence immedietaly grabbed my attention. "Hey!" I turned and glared coldly at Sandy. The redhead giggled. "I thought I told you never to call me that!" I hissed so people wouldn't hear us. "Hey, I needed something to grab your attention. I was calling you like, ages ago!" Sandy shrugged innocently.
"Oh." It dawned on me that thinking about Cappy had had me drifting off and staring out into space. Sandy didn't seem to notice anything when she picked up two T-shirts. One was red. The other green. They both had the words "I'm Watchin' U!" in green, glittered camoflagued letters.
"Okay. Should I get the red one? Or the green one? Cause the green one would like, match my eyes. But the red one brings out the intensity of my hair. And not to mention it's my favorite color. But then again, I look totally awesome in green and I look best in it. What do think would work for me?" Sandy finally finished her speech and took in a deep breath.
"Uhhh..." was all I could say. How could I help Sandy choose her newest top when I had Cappy flashing on and off in my brain like a lightbulb? But I shook him off for enough time to peer from top to top. Which one would look best for Sandy? Focus, Penny. Focus! I told myself. But the more I tried, the harder it became.
Just then, I saw a white top with the identical words right behind Sandy. "Hey!" I walked over and snatched it out of the rack for her to see. "What about this one? After all, white goes with everything, right?" I chirped happily. Sandy sighed and placed the two shirts on another rack.
"I leave the shirt out in the open for you on purpose just so you can find it and offer to me and it took you thirty two seconds to figure that out! Bravo!" she mimicked my peppiness sarcastically. I blushed. She was right. An obvious answer like that should've come out of my mouth thirty one seconds ago! "Right..." I nodded sheepishly.
Sandy immedietaly grabbed my hand and led me out of the store. "Alright, Mafura Jr. Spill!" she sat me down on a bench nearby and placed her hands on her hips. I was forced to bit my tongue to avoid violently lashing out at her for calling me "Mafura Jr." After all, I had a serious profanity problem.
I sighed instead. "Nothing's wrong, Sandy." I lied and stood up, hoping she'd leave me alone. Right now, I did not wanna talk. But she wouldn't let me get away so easy. She grabbed me by the shoulder and forced me back on my butt. "Oh no, you don't! I caught you redhanded!" she declared.
"With what! Drugs?" I asked, obviously getting annoyed. "No. You're not focusing on shopping. Which can mean only one thing: You're being bugged by something! Now what is it?" Sandy told me.
God. Why did she have to be so freaking smart! I mean, the girl can sense anxiety from a mile away. I think it's in her family's blood. On account Crystal's always complaining how she can't keep anything hidden from Stan.
"I-I don't really feel like I should tell you!" I blurted out. I silently prayed she wouldn't take it offensively. "Why? You can't trust us?" Sandy stared me down. I looked at the floor, the heat on my face almost unbearable. When I glanced up, tears threatened to fall from my eyes. Sandy's face softened the second she saw me. "Penny...?"
"I-I...I dunno Sandy!" Standing up, I stormed off to a water fountain right behind us. I couldn't stand being in the limelight anymore. "Penny!" Sandy, slightly alarmed, followed me. When she caught up to me, I was too busy flicking at the water to even sense her presence.
"Penny. If I just did something to embarass you, then I'm so sorry!" she began. "No! No, it wasn't that." I shook my head. I didn't want Sandy to feel guilty as well. "Well, either way, know this." Sandy placed a hand on my shoulder. "You can tell me and the others anything. Whatever it is, just let us know. We won't make you feel stupid or whatever. You gotta learn that, 'kay?"
She squeezed my shoulder reassuringly, which made me look up at her. I saw trust in her green eyes. Maybe she's right. I thought. After all, Sandy was a girl just like me. Obviously, she had been through things just like me back in seventh grade. And she was only three years my senior. She'd understand. Something urged me to tell her. It was trust. So I did.
"Sandy I need advice." I confessed. Already, I was feeling better. "Outfits? Make-up? Hair care? Or diet?" Sandy asked. "Neither." I replied. Suddenly, Sandy got all mischeivious. "Ohhhhh! So is it about a booooy?" she cooed. "Yeah. Cappy to be exact." I nodded.
Sandy's coyness immedietaly went away. Her eyes widened in shock. "Cappy!" her mouth hung open. "Uhhh, yeah?" I was pretty confused on why Sandy was so surprised. I guess because Cappy's the one with all of my answers and not the one who causes the problems.
"Well, what did he do to you?" Sandy wanted the scoop. I could tell. "Nothing. I did something to him." I said. Sandy's eyes grew rounder. "What?" the redhead leaned over, fascinated.
"See, last night. Pashmina invited me over to the mall, which I obviously said yes to. But then, this morning at school, Cappy told me he had tickets to Scary 4 for tonight! I really wanted to go, but I was forced to say no because I was already coming with you guys. And now, I feel guilty as hell because me and Cappy were looking forward to this movie all month and I had to ditch the last freaking minute!" I stopped for a breather.
Sandy continued to stare. "Sandy...have you ever gotten caught in the middle of your best friends and your teenage priorities?" I finally asked her.
Sandy laughed. and shook her head. "Penny, no one told you hanging with us was like, a priority!" she giggled once more. "Sure. Tell that to the kids in my school, why dontcha'?" I pouted dramtically and folded my arms across my chest. Sandy smiled. "Well, to be honest, I've been caught between the girls and Maxwell. Does that count?" Sandy asked.
I smiled. "Sure. Close enough!" I answered. After a few seconds of silence, Sandy looked at me curiously. "Pen, does being here feel right?" she told me. "..." I was silent as I looked up. "I'm not sure to be honest." I shrugged blankly. "Well, that's something you should figure out." Sandy patted my head and left me alone to think.
♥ Two hours later... ♥
"Crystal, remind us again why you dragged us out of the mall just to buy smoothies at the movies? They have a food court for a reason!" me, Pashmina and Bijou laughed at Penelope's complaint. She had a point, but then again, so did we. "I already told you, Penny. The smoothies at the movies are much better than the ones at the mall. You gotta follow your tastebud instincts!" Crystal told her.
Penelope shot me a private "Is-this-what-you-guys-do-every-Friday-night-Pepper?" look. I giggled and responded with a "Hey! It's-what-we-teenagers-do!" shrug.
We were piling out of Crystal's pretty little car, heading for the movie theater up ahead. Sandy shut the door behind her and sighed. "Besides, we could use a good movie." she added to Crystal's explanation. "Uh-oh." was all I could say to myself.
♥ After ordering their smoothies a couple of minutes later... ♥
"Will ya'll just HURRY UP!" I whined for the fourth time. This was exactly what happened everytime we went to the movies. Bijou, Pashmina, Sandy and Crystal would ALWAYS fight over which movie they should watch. And I was the one who didn't bother get in the battlefield. I was from the country, not the friggin' army.
"See, this is what happens everytime we come here!" I told Penelope as Sandy voted for "Stick It," Bijou insisted on watching "Take The Lead," Pashmina fought for "RV," and Crystal complained on seeing "The Wild" instead.
Laughing, Penelope stood up. "I have to go the bathroom. You coming Pepper?" she asked. THANK THE LORD, THE GIRL HAD SAID THE MAGIC WORDS! "Sure! I'm getting tired of watching 'Battleship' in 'Girl's Gone Ugly' version anyways!" I shrugged. She giggled.
"And when I get back," I turned towards the others. "I wanna see ya'll agreeing on something--OR I'M TAKING YOU TO WATCH SILENT HILL!" I threatened. "Ooooh!" Penelope cooed eagerly. "NOOOOOOO! WE'LL AGREE ON SOMETHING! WE SWEAR!" Sandy, Pashmina and Bijou shook their heads furiously. They hated horror films.
"Actually...that doesn't sound half bad! The boys said the movie kicked a--" Crystal stopped when the other three dared her to make another peep with their eyes. Penelope and I laughed out loud. "Get compromising!" I said as I turned on my heel and walked off.
We had our little personal "Stall Time," as I call it, washed and sanitized our hands. Despite the neatness of the bathrooms. After all, and I quote, "You can never be too careful." Unquote.
We decided to stare at ourselves in the mirrors to give the girls a little more time.
"You think they decided what to watch by now?" Penny wondered as she applied more Sweet Peach lip gloss. "Pretty much. UGH!" I sighed as I stared at the hideous planet on my face. "What is it?" Penelope looked at me. "Look at this zit. It's enormous!" I whined.
Penelope cocked an eyebrow. "Uhhh...what zit? You can barely see it!" she told me, squinting dramatically. "Hel-looo! It's right there! You can totally see it!" I pointed, being careful not to touch it. It was gross enough! "Riiiight!" the preteen rolled her eyes and walked out the door.
Just then, a pair of double doors to one of the many screening rooms swung open and a huge group of people walked out, chatting and laughing hysterically. "What movie did they come from?" Penelope cocked her head. I looked up the glowing sign above the doors. "Oh. That new movie, Scary Movie 4." I answered casually. I could've sworn just then I saw Penny fidget.
Bzzzzzt. Bzzzzzt. Bzzzzzt. Bzzzzzt.
"Oh! Shoot!" Shocked, Penelope quickly reached into her pocket and pulled out her vibrating cellphone. "What is it?" I snuck a peek at the screen. "Oh. Just a text message from a friend of mine, Becky." Penny silently read the message, something about math this morning, and began replying by punching in numbers on the keypad.
"Bonjour!" Bijou, followed by the other four, walked up from behind us. They looked at Penelope and then at me. "Text message." I answered.
"Sorry 'bout the minor setback, but we need a movie!" Sandy complained. "Do you have any recommendations--ozzer zhan insane horror films?" Bijou frowned at the last part. "Ugh. Honestly, don't ya'll agree on anythang anymore?" I rolled my eyes.
SWISH!
Just then, the doors to Scary Movie 4 reopened. We turned around, confused. Didn't everyone already leave that room? I asked myself.
Suddenly, Bijou's emerald eyes widened. I blinked. What the--! was all I could say to myself. Crystal and Pashmina gasped lightly. Sandy went pale, looking as if she was praying that she was seeing a hallucination. Unfortunetaly, the "hallucination" was living and breathing.
"Okay, I sent the reply message back to Be..." And it was in BIG trouble too! "...cky." When Penelope looked up again, all time froze.
I didn't blame her for suddenly dropping the phone onto the thick blue carpeted floor.
I couldn't blame her when her jaw dropped open and allowed her mouth to hang by a thread.
And I certainly shouldn't blame her for when her eye began to twitch terribly.
For standing right in front of us...
...eye-to-eye with Penny...
...was Cappy and another girl.
♥
A/N: Ahhhhhh! Didn't see that coming didja'? Once again, I apologize for taking SO damn long to update this.
The next chapter is called "...Gone BAD!" The title is like the continuation of the title of chapter 2. So it should be "Girls' Night Out...Gone BAD!" when put together.
PLZ be patient for "Hamtaro: Spring Break-Up" peoples, cause it'll be coming around the mountain ASAP.
Crystalgurl101
PS: Guess when my birthday's gonna be? NEXT WEEK ON MAY 12TH!
WOO-HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
That's right! I'll officially be fifteen in seven days.
YAY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
So B-Day shout-outs WILL be accepted next Friday.
Okay, that's it for now. Love you all.
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