(The story gets totally unrealistic from her XD It's interesting, though…and I bleep out what I consider curse words, by the way. And the Steven Lake Story starts in this chapter!)
LISA? WHAT THE H ARE YOU DOING AT MY HOUSE?" Stevie cried. "Uh…uh…well, I…" Lisa's lower lip (an alliteration!) quivered. Stevie slapped her head. "Never mind, smart one. Never mind." She pushed her door open. "My dad's not home yet; come in for a cookie, or some dog poo!" Lisa smiled and laughed, totally forgetting about Veronica's party.
Lisa left Stevie's house. She had actually only been there for a couple of minutes, as she had remembered that she was on a Dare. She ran up the street and up DiAngelo hill to Veronica's house. Jeeves was already waiting at the door for her, and she slithered up the stairs to Veronica's room. "What took you so long?" Ally asked. "Umm…long story…" Lisa replied as she sat down. Veronica whispered something into Carole's ear. Lisa's eyes widened as she looked at Carole. Carole seemed as though she were both drunk and insane.
Lisa was about to ask what was wrong with Carole, when she cut in. "Okay, Dana, pick a card!" Carole picked up the two cards and shuffled them around in her hands. Dana gulped and reached for the card on the left. "It's…like, O-M-GEEEEEEEEE! TRUTH!" she cried girlishly. Carole cackled. "Alright…do you REALLY have six toes, like everyone is saying at school?" she asked (GREAT question, loser!). "NO! I HATE THAT EVERYONE SAYS THAT!" she screamed. Tears began to swell in her eyes, but Veronica stopped this by slapping her friend's back. "Buck up, baby!" She turned to Carole. "Okay Carole, ready to go?" She grinned the Devil's Smile, and Lisa had a cold chill run down her spine.
Carole took a deep breath. "Yeah. I'm ready." Veronica laughed as she shuffled the cards. "Carole, I don't-." Carole reached for a card. "It's Dare. Hit me with me with you hardest, Veronica," Carole said bravely. "Alright…I have it," Veronica declared. She leaned towards Carole. "I'm going to give you something, and it will help you with your…task." She whispered something in Carole's ear and slipped something in her sweatshirt pocket. Lisa, studying the shape, knew what it was. A gun. Veronica had given her a gun.
"Okay, Carole, now for your task. Max has recently been granted a large sum of money-$100,000, to be exact. I would enjoy that money, to be added to my father's account." "Veronica, how the heck-." "Shut it! So what you have to do is rob the class on Monday with the…gift I've given you. Unless you want me to tell THEM something…" "Okay! I'll do it!" Carole whisked her head around and faced Lisa and Kristi. "You two better keep your mouth shut, you hear?" Lisa became paler, but Kristi only nodded. And chaos began.
Lisa bolted out of the stall. Class was beginning in five minutes. She had to find Stevie. "Hey, Lisa! Where's the hold-up?" a voice called. Lisa turned and saw Red, Max's assistant. "H-hold-up?" Lisa stumbled. Red laughed. "Never mind. It's called a metaphor!" He touched Lisa's shoulder. "Something wrong? Ya seem like a ghost's got you!" Lisa brushed him off. "N-no, nothing! But have you seen Stevie?" "Yeah, she went to class!" Before Red could ask why, Lisa was running down the hall to get Stevie.
Stevie stopped in front of the classroom door. Did she really want to go to class? She knew something bad was about to strike. "Stevie! Steeeeeeeevvvvvvieeeeee!" Lisa cried as she ran towards her. Stevie started to walk away, but Lisa stopped her. "Stevie, this is important. I have to talk to you, NOW."
Stevie sighed as she walked back to Lisa. "Okay, make it quick, weirdo," she muttered. Lisa nodded and explained what Carole was about to do. When she was done, Stevie turned pale. She grabbed Lisa. "Lisa, call the cops." Since Lisa just stood there, Stevie began to shake her. "NOW YOU DANG FOOL! NOW!" Lisa ran to Max's office and dialed the number for the police.
Stevie took in deep breaths. She was waiting for Lisa to come, but she was taking what seemed like forever. "Where the h is that girl already?" she asked herself. Class had been on for 10 minutes, but Carole had still not pulled the trigger. Stevie tapped her foot angrily, fighting with herself about whether she should reveal Carole to the whole class or escape the chaos.
"STEVIE! STEVIE! NOT MY SON, STEVIE! I'LL BE THERE NOW!" Mr. Lake threw the phone on the floor and threw on his jacket. "Daddy, what's wrong?" Stephanie asked worriedly. Her father turned to her with a stern, cold look. "Your brother Stevie…your brother…" He fell on the floor and bawled. Stephanie ran over to him. "What about Stevie, Daddy? What happened?" she asked, shivering crazily. Mr. Lake picked Stephanie up and dashed out the door. He threw her into the back seat and started the ignition. "Daddy! Tell me what's going on!" Stephanie screamed. "What happened to Stevie and where are we going?!" Mr. Lake backed out of the driveway and pushed the speed limit. He took the exit towards the hospital, and Stephanie knew what was wrong.
"Stevie! Stevie, they're coming!" Lisa cried as she ran down the hall. She found Stevie on the floor clutching her head. "Stevie? Are you okay?" she asked, stooping down to her level. Stevie lifted her head and nodded, her eyes red with sadness. Lisa tried to smile, but it came out distorted. "Ummm…well…the cops are coming, and they'll be armed with their largest machine guns!" Lisa cried. Stevie sniffed and said nothing. Lisa turned to the classroom and saw that Carole was beginning to shuffle her hands around in her pocket. The gun, Lisa thought. She's about to blow the roof off!