(A/N) And…On with chapter 3!

Disclaimer: I own only the plot, Sarah and Lisa.

I slid off my jacket and threw it carelessly in the corner of my and Lisa's room.

I walked over to my bed, put my bag on the floor, and laid down with my feet dangling off the edge.

Lisa soon followed after me. After she relieved herself of her jacket and bag, she sat down at the computer and silently started typing.

That's one of the many things I love about my and Lisa's relationship. We don't feel compelled to talk to each other whenever we're together. We're content enough with our friendship to be happy with just..being together.

I eventually sat up and looked at the clock. It was 8:30pm. I still had to write an Art Theory paper.

I groaned out loud.

"Tell me again, Lisa, oh friend o' mine, why I decided to take Art Theory?"

"You thought it'd be an easy A."

"Ahh..."

I sighed dejectedly and went for my book bag.

When I picked it up, it seemed heaver than before. I shrugged and blamed it on my exhaustion and the fact the I didn't want to do my paper.

That is...until I opened the bag.

"HOLY HELL!"

Lisa fell out of the computer chair at my out burst. I was on my feet, running around the room like a chicken with it's head cut off.

"What the hell, Sarah?"

I stopped my rampage and pointed wordlessly to my bag. I was shaking and I'm sure my eyes were as wide as dinner plates. With my hazel green eyes, I must have looked like a lunatic.

Lisa got up from her position on the floor and walked over to my bag. Opening it up, she looked inside.

"Oh. My. God."

Lisa reached in to my bag and pulled out the object of our fear.

It was an artifact from the museum.

The artifact itself was not that impressive. It was just your typical Arabian oil lamp. It was bronze, with a rust design on the lid. It didn't look like anything valuable or important.

But still...it was MUSEUM PROPERTY. AND IT WAS IN MY BAG!!

"How the hell did it get in there?" I asked.

Lisa's blue eyes narrowed down to slits.

"Julie," she muttered darkly.

"You don't think she would...?"

"Not a doubt in my mind. She and her clones were gathered around the door to the bathroom; right around where your BOOK BAG was! That little..."

A stream of indistinguishable curses flew from Lisa's mouth. I, in the mean time, was doing what I did best...PANICKING!

"OhmyGod.OhmyGod.OhmyGod.OhmyGod! What am I gonna do! I can't take it back, they'll think I stole it! If I keep it, I DID steal it! Oh my God! I can't go to jail! Lisa, I'M GONNA GO TO JAIL!"

"SARAH! BREATHE!"

Lisa had stood up and was now holding me by the shoulder with her free hand. In the other, she held the lamp.

"Look, lets just sit down and we'll work this out. Just like we always do. Don't go crazy on me."

Lisa pushed me down on her bed and sat next to me. We both looked down at the lamp.

"You know, if Julie was trying to frame you, she could've at least stolen something a bit more worthwhile. This is just...blah."

I was now somewhat calm and took a closer look at the artifact. I realized something.

"You know what Lisa, this looks a lot like Genie's lamp."

Lisa looked at me incredulously.

"You're obsessed!"

"No! Seriously! Look at it. It's almost an exact replica."

She looked at it again.

"I'm either as crazy as you...or you're right. It does look just like Aladdin's lamp."

I cleared my throat.

"It's GENIE'S lamp, thank you very much."

Lisa raised her eyebrow at my correction. I don't understand why. After all, it WAS Genie's lamp. He lived in it for 10,000+ years...

"I wonder what would happen if I rubbed it." Lisa commented slyly.

Deciding to go along with the joke, I shouted out

"No! Don't do it Lisa! DON'T RUB THE LAMP!"

Lisa gave me her signature maniac grin and started rubbing the lamp.

Nothing happened.

"Awwww, looks like you wont get to meet the object of your obsession today, Sarah."

"Poo!"

We both laughed at that, the anxiousness from the previous moments gone.

But then a whole new anxiety crept on us as we saw the blue, sparkly smoke rise from out of the lamp.

I watched in horror as the blue smoke leaked more and more out of the lamp until it had a snake-like quality. It started winding itself around Lisa and me until we were completely engulfed. Then, it picked us up off the bed.

We both called out at the same time as we were sucked out of our dorm room and into the lamp.

"SHIIIIIT!"

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