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How are you?
I've been having a really stressful week because I had the technical run for my school's play all day Monday and then I had to stay behind for another three and a half hours after school on Tuesday and Wednesday to do dress rehearsals. I have a science test on Monday as well so I'm panicking because I haven't had time to revise. Eek! :(
But anyway, let's get on with chapter 6!
Mack woke up in her room, the early sunlight trying to break through her curtains. Still in a sleepy daze, she reached for her phone that she left on her bedside table every night, but her hand just brushed against the wood. She sat up straight, searching for her mobile, and then she heard a loud crashing sound and music starting to play. Mack knew for a fact that her grandpa would never be listening to Taylor Swift, so something was definitely wrong. That's when she remembered. She had six members of the Wet Side Story cast in her house.
"Good morning, Mack!" Lela chirped, stopping her dancing for a moment to run over to her friend and wish her well.
"Morning," Mack sighed, forcing a cheery smile onto her face. "What's all of this?" The six 60s teens were all gathered in the kitchen, Giggles and Lela were dancing around, Struts sat at the kitchen table with her nose buried in the book Mack had given to her, Seacat was trying to figure out how to work Mack's phone without turning the music off and Butchy and Tanner were raiding the fridge.
"We were all up early so we decided to get some breakfast," Tanner explained, sending Mack one of his goofy grins.
"I can see that," Mack said.
"I love this song!" Giggles exclaimed, her and Lela already back to dancing around the kitchen to Shake It Off.
"I can see that," Mack repeated.
"Mack, are there anymore of these books?" Struts asked, not lifting her eyes up from the page.
"You read all of that in one night?" Seacat asked, looking across at Struts and noticing that she'd almost finished it.
"Yeah, I can't get enough of it," Struts replied, turning the page and continuing to read.
"I can see that," Mack said for the third time already that day.
"So what are we doing today?" Butchy asked.
"Well after breakfast Brady and I are going to take you down to the boardwalk again," Mack explained.
"Yay!" Lela exclaimed, doing a little hop of joy.
"You called?" a voice said from the doorway. Mack turned her head and found Brady stood there with a bag of clothes in his hand. "Just in case you need some extras," Brady said, handing the bag of clothes to Mack.
"Thanks," Mack smiled, very relieved that Brady had come to help so soon.
"Right, as Mack just explained, we've got a big day ahead of us, so let's get you guys ready," Brady announced, starting to usher some of the 60s teens down the hallway to their rooms.
"Good idea!" Lela exclaimed, linking arms with Giggles and dragging Struts out of her chair, obviously in a hurry to get dressed and get out for the day.
About an hour or two later, Mack and Brady were trying to keep the excitable Wet Side Story cast members together and prevent them from running off, which was a lot harder than it sounded.
"The future's kinda neat," Struts said, walking along with one hand firmly placed on her hip.
"You're telling me! Oh, look at her over there," Lela gasped, someone catching her eye. "She's practically indecent!"
"She's allowed out of the house looking like that?!" Struts exclaimed, equally as disgusted.
"Who are you talking about?" Seacat asked, but before the two biker girls could answer he'd spotted the girl. "Woah," Seacat said, slightly disturbed by the girl's fashion choice."
"Yikes," Butchy said, noticing the girl they were discussing. "Put some clothes on, jeez." The girl the conversation was centred around was stood at the juice bar about ten feet away, her hair tousled and piled on top of her head and she was wearing a bikini that left little to the imagination with skyscraper heels.
"Ok, correction, everything about the future is neat apart from the fashion," Struts said.
"Let's not get distracted," Mack said, trying to divert the four teens' attention. But apparently her attempts had failed, because they continued to stare and puzzle at the girl and her friends' fashion choices.
"I don't understand how it's so normal to have so much exposed," Lela continued.
"OMG!" one of the girls screamed, before the whole group of her friends burst into fits of screechy laughter.
"What's she talkin' about?" Butchy asked.
"It's an abbreviation," Brady explained. "It's short for oh my god."
"Why would they bother shortening it? It's only three words," Giggles asked, coming into the conversation.
"It's just something that we do in the future," Brady explained, hoping that he wouldn't have to go too far into detail.
"Shortening words, revealing clothing, things certainly are different here," Lela said.
"Apparently anything goes in the future," Struts said.
"How about we move on from here?" Mack suggested, trying to get the Wet Side Story characters moving again. However, in true Wet Side Story fashion, the best way they had to express their feelings was through song, and the 60s teens' musical number was already in full swing by the time she'd turned around.
Lela: "Times have changed
And it seems we've rewound the clock
Since my friends and I got a shock
When we landed here in a flock
If today
Any shock they should try to stem
'Stead of landing here with a shock
A great shock would land on them"
The six movie characters were all huddled in a group on the sand, but as soon as Lela had finished singing her part, they broke up into partners; Lela with Tanner, Giggles with Seacat and Struts with Butchy.
All: "In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking
But now, God knows
Anything goes"
"What are they doing?" Mack whisper-shrieked. "They're gonna blow their cover."
"They don't know that they have a cover to blow, they're just doing what they always do," Brady replied.
"Well, get them to stop," Mack said.
"I can't just tell them to stop, they're in the middle of a musical number," Brady shot back.
"Yes, one that's not supposed to be happening," Mack cried, but the Wet Side Story teens took no notice of Mack and continued with their song and dance.
All: "Good authors too who once knew better words
Now only used four letter words
Writing prose
Anything goes"
"Are you trying to say something about me and my friends?" a voice asked, interrupting the 60s teens' dance number. The voice belonged to the girl with the messy hair, the original topic of Lela and Struts' conversation.
"Well, not you specifically," Lela started, her innocence not working well with the irritated young lady.
"Just keep your mouth shut, Pasty, I don't need you lot telling me how to live my life," the girl spat, towering over the group of friends due to the height of the heels on her shoes and how naturally tall she was.
Lela gasped a little at the dig the girl made at her, but still tried to stay pleasant. "We weren't trying to do any of those things," Lela said, trying to explain that they had just been observing her.
"Good, because I'm not about to let people take advantage of me," the girl snarled, glaring at Lela. "Especially when I'm better than them."
"Hey, don't talk to her like that," Tanner said, stepping in front of Lela and putting a protective arm in front of her.
"Shut it, Ken," the girl snapped in disgust, making the 60s teens gasp at the horrible nicknames.
"And what makes you think that you're better than us?" Struts asked, deciding to step into the conversation.
"Oh, I don't think," the girl said, sliding her sunglasses down from on top of her head on to the bridge of her nose. "I know."
"Well isn't she just a ray of sunshine," Seacat huffed as the girl started to walk away.
"I'm not lettin' her get away so easily after what she said to us," Struts snapped, pushing past the others and storming after the girl.
"Struts," Butchy tried, but the biker girl was already gone.
Struts: "Anything you can be, I can be greater
Sooner or later, I'm greater than you"
Bikini Girl: "No you're not"
Struts: "Yes I am"
Bikini Girl: "No you're not"
Struts: "Yes I am"
Bikini Girl: "No you're not"
Struts: "Yes I am, yes I am"
"What makes you think you can talk to me like that?" the girl in the bikini asked, her entourage of friends in bikinis now going over to join her.
"First of all, she was singing," Butchy said, stepping in before things got too heated. "And second of all, what makes you think that you can talk to us like that?"
"You call that singing?" one of Bikini Girl's friends cackled.
"And you call that a haircut?" Seacat asked, shooting an insult at the blonde's choppy hairstyle.
"I hate to break it to you but people don't just sing for the sake of it," the original bikini girl drawled. "We're not in a musical."
"But wouldn't it be fun if we were?" Lela grinned, earning a glare from the girl in the bikini.
"Oh yeah, so much fun," the bikini girl said sarcastically, imitating Lela as she did so. "Save your songs for later, no one needs to hear that."
"I'll have you know, we're all very good singers," Lela piped up, sticking up for her and her friends.
"Yeah, sure," the bikini girl sighed. "And I've won a Grammy."
"Really?" Tanner asked, sort of impressed in a strange way considering that he was supposed to be mad at this girl.
"No, idiot," the girl snapped. "It's called sarcasm. But I still bet that I can sing better than you any day," the girl growled, glaring at Lela once more before, turning and strutting away. Lela wasn't about to let her win though, and she certainly wasn't going to let someone so horrible say that she was a better singer than she was. So to prove it, she was going to sing some more.
Lela: "Any note you can hold, I can hold longer
I can hold any note longer than you"
The bikini girl spun back around, her face like thunder.
Bikini Girl: "No you can't"
Lela: "Yes I can"
Bikini Girl: "No you can't"
Lela: "Yes I can"
Bikini Girl: "No you can't"
Lela: "Yes I can, yes I…"
Lela held onto her note for as long as she possibly could, watching the girl in the bikini's eyes actually widen as she sang. She even continued to hold it as the music finished, everyone's attention fully focused on her.
Lela: "Yes I can"
Lela finished the song with a triumphant smile, the girl in the bikini and her entourage stomping away in defeat. The crowd around them burst into applause as Lela's friends all congratulated her.
"Lela, that was amazing!" Tanner exclaimed, grabbing her hands and grinning at her.
"I didn't know you had that in you, Sis," Butchy said.
"You sure showed her!" Giggles smiled, glad that the mean girl was finally gone.
"Lela," Mack called, pushing through the crowds and over to the group of 60s teens.
"Mack!" Lela exclaimed. "Wasn't that great?!"
"Yes, but it's probably best if you don't go around singing like that all the time," Mack started.
"Oh I know, if you sing too often then it loses it's magic," Lela agreed, not fully understanding the point that Mack was trying to make. "Songs can have power, especially if they have dances with them." And with that, the Wet Side Story teens went skipping off with huge grins on their faces, totally oblivious to the scene they'd just created.
"That's not really what I meant but alright," Mack sighed, dodging past a boy on a skateboard and running over to Brady who was trying to herd their friends into the queue at the frozen yoghurt place.
"How about we all cool off with some ice cream?" Brady suggested, looking relieved when the giddy teens agreed. "Just let me know what you want and then go and stand over there, don't leave that spot."
"I'll have strawberry!" Lela squealed.
"Coconut," Tanner called.
"Vanilla," Butchy said.
"Bubblegum," Struts called, popping a bubble with her own gum.
"Mint choc chip," Seacat said.
"Butterscotch," Giggles smiled before adding, "Please."
"Alright, now just go and stand over there," Mack said, ushering the six teens out of the queue and into a space on the sand beside the shop.
"And don't leave that spot," Brady called, repeating his instructions from earlier. "What are you having?" Brady asked, turning to Mack and taking out his wallet to pay.
"Red velvet, please. But do really think that giving them ice cream is going to stop them from being so…skittish?" Mack asked, taking a few seconds to think of the right word. "Sugar doesn't exactly have a good reputation when it comes to calming people down."
"They'll be fine, they're just excited to be here," Brady said, putting the conversation on hold so that he could order. "Plus," he said, continuing to talk once he'd given his order. "Everyone loves ice cream," he finished, handing her a scoop of ice cream in a cone.
As Mack went over to start handing ice creams out to the 60s teens, the man behind the counter started to talk to Brady. "How's your dad doing, Brady?"
"Good, he's away on business at the moment though," Brady replied, taking two more ice creams cones out of the man's hands. The owner of the ice cream stall used to go to school with his dad and they'd stayed friends all the way through adulthood, so Brady new him pretty well.
"Hey, are you still looking for a part time job?" the man asked.
"No, I got a gig as a lifeguard about a month ago," Brady explained.
"Aw, that's too bad. I've just lost another member of staff so I'm looking to hire someone, you'd have been perfect," the man said.
"Thanks, sorry I can't help you out. I'll let you know if I find anyone looking for a job though," Brady said, handing the last two ice cream cones to Mack before counting out the money for the man.
As Mack started to walk back over to the Wet Side Story teens, she heard a familiar voice in the distance. At first she thought that she'd imagined it. But as another familiar voice sounded, she wasn't so sure.
"Just face it, we're lost," a male voice said, Mack picking out a slight accent she couldn't put her finger on yet.
"Don't jump to conclusions so quickly, we'll find something we recognise any second now," another male voice replied, this time sounding a little more normal.
"Woah, guys watch out," a female voice said, causing the other voices to stop for a few seconds.
"Those people are made out of rubber!" another female voice squeaked, using the same accent as the first boy.
"And they squeak when they walk," the other girl said, an excited and impressed edge to her voice.
Mack tried to think of where she'd heard those voices before and she strained to match the voices to faces.
"That can't be normal," the normal male voice said.
"Rascal, you can't just say that!" the normal female voice cried.
"Oh my god," Mack gasped, so shocked that she ended up crushing the ice cream cone she was holding. She heard the name and everything clicked into place. But how was it happening?
"What?" Brady hissed, trying to catch the ice cream before it dropped onto the sand by shoving a wad of napkins around Mack's hands. "What's wrong?"
"Listen," Mack whispered, her panic-levels going sky high. And sure enough, Brady heard the voices Mack had been hearing.
"I wonder how they can dance if they're made out of rubber," the male voice with an accent said.
"Maybe they don't dance," the female voice with an accent exclaimed, making all four gasp.
"Oh, those poor people," the other female voice sighed, sounding genuinely sad for them.
"They should get some help," the male voice agreed.
"Speaking of help, we need some," the male voice with an accent said.
"Is that?" Brady asked, not daring to finish his sentence in case it turned out to be true. And even though they were partially expecting it, you still could have knocked Mack and Brady down with a feather when they turned around and saw CheeChee, Rascal, Lugnut and Coral walking down the beach towards them.
I hope you enjoyed it!
The song I used in this chapter is called Anything Goes/Anything You Can Do by the Glee cast.
Thank you so much for five reviews since I last updated! Each and every review brightens my day and I always love to hear from you!
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I know I say this all the time (if you're reading this then let me know what you thought about the Wet Side Story cast's reactions to what happened in this chapter) but I want to say thank you to everyone who sends me PMs, leaves reviews and is just generally supportive of my stories because you never fail to put a huge smile on my face! You're the best!
Thank you for reading!
-cherrygorilla