(Author's Note)
As promised, I have rewritten the first ever story. It's going to be pretty quick to post these things. I already get the gist of them. But be warned, There are major changes to the story. When I mean changes I mean how the characters would react and I would add a lot more plot twisting. I think I'll be posting this in DA as well.
Anyway without further ado I give you the Deluxe Edition of:
For a Friend
Prologue "The Bet"
A bunch of Fireside girls are laughing at Isabella. Isabella's fireside troop stood angrily against them.
"Really? Him? Kiss you? Get real Isabella. Even you know it. He'll never do it now… and neither will he ever."
Isabella foolishly reacted. "R-really?! I'll show you! I'll get him to kiss me… and you'll be sorry! You'll be wiping the floor in front of my new suit!"
Cheyenne cackled. "Oh good luck! You'll be needing it. Loser."
"That's it!" Yelled Addyson.
She formed her right fist and was about to clobber the blonde double pigtailed girl but Gretchen and Milly restrained her arms.
"Let me at her! Release me!"
"Aww thanks girls!" Said Cheyenne Cockily. "But I could've handled her myself."
"Handle me?!" Addyson spat at her face, literally.
Cheyenne's eyes were shut and her mouth gaped in disgust.
"You couldn't even wrestle an alligator! Or the king of the Wedgie's Gym. You don't deserve that patch on that filthy sash!"
Cheyenne shrieked.
Addyson cocked. "What's the matter? Can't handle a little amylase?"
"Amylase?" Asked Milly to Gretchen.
"It's the enzyme in our salivas that digests starch." Replied Gretchen.
Cheyenne wiped her face angrily and was about to slap her, until her arm was caught by Isabella.
"Don't you even think about it Fireside Girl!" She pushed Cheyenne back.
Suddenly Mrs. Feyersied barged in the Lodge without using the secret knock, not that she would need it now that their security is off.
"What is going on here?! And why isn't security reporting for duty?!"
"Mrs. Feyersied." Gretchen began to report. "We are currently controlling a bedlam between these people."
"And what is the racket all about?!" She asked Angrily.
"This girl spat on me!" Cheyenne yelled.
"Oh yeah! Well you were about to slap me!" Yelled Addyson back.
"Well you deserved it!" Yelled Cheyenne.
"Likewise."
"Enough!" Yelled Mrs. Feyersied. "Gretchen! Put them on Trial! Now!"
"What?! T-trial?" Addyson Scoffed.
Cheyenne squeezed her eyes and fists angrily.
Gretchen looked sympathetically at Addyson. "But Mrs. Feyersied-!"
"I've heard enough. Their fate will be decided right here. I'm not changing my mind." She said strictly.
Gretchen grabbed a pen from her pocket and scribbled on her notepad.
"Sorry Comrade."
Addyson sniffed. "I-it's ok."
"Into positions now! Move move move!" Ordered Mrs. Feyersied. "Jury on the Right! Witnesses stand by."
"But Mrs. Feyersied, Everyone in this lodge is a witness." Excused Gretchen.
"Never mind that. Juries and Witnesses will take the Juries' stand. Defendants stay in the benches. Now move!"
All the girls ran to their places, except Isabella and Cheyenne who were having a standoff. No one seemed to notice them, not even Mrs. Feyersied who was busy giving orders.
"Don't get cocky Garcia-Shapiro. Just because I'm on trial, it doesn't mean my words mean nothing. You're still gonna lose."
"Tsk! We'll see about that Bellamy. I swear to you, I'll get that title before my time is up. I swear to you, I can do it!"
Later that night in Isabella's dark room, Pinky was at peace during his slumber. Sadly his bliss was disturbed by someone's sobbing. Pinky slowly awakened. He listened carefully where it was coming from. When it became louder he was fully alert. It seemed to be coming from the bed. Pinky hopped on to check on Isabella, he struggled a bit in the process thanks to his involuntary shaking. He sees Isabella sobbing on a pillow, her hair shined by the moonlight from the window that has its curtains folded. Pinky looks at her with concern. He crawls under one of her arms so that he could touch her face. He began to lick his tears off of her left cheek. Isabella gasps in surprise.
"Oh… Hey… Pinky." She greeted while sobbing. "Come here."
She hugged him tightly. Pinky decides to lick the rest of her tears off.
"Thanks… buddy…" She sobbed. "It's just… I… don't know… If I'll… ever be…."
She wailed in despair.
"I can't do it… it's impossible."
-End of Prologue-
Now I have a request for this. I would like a colored version for my cover photo. It deserves a new look now that I'm renewing the story. Anyone care to do it? I'll fulfill any request. Thank you so much!
Oh yeah before I forget….. XMAS VACATIN WOOOHOOOO XDXXDXDXDXDXDXDFXD
