Chapter 7
4 months later…….
Nicole and Mara were so very, very, very, bored. They were in Life Skills, and their teacher, Mrs. Fram was droning on about responsibility. Mara was sleeping, no one but Nicole noticing, while the previously mentioned was staring at the clock, waiting the last 45 seconds for it to ring for lunch.
"Ring. Ring. RING DAMN IT!" Nicole was shouting in her head. Finally, after what seemed like hours, the bell rang. Nicole was already up from her desk the moment the bell rang, but went over to Mara's desk to wake her up.
"Wake up sleeping…..something." she said while trying to wake her friend up. She would've said sleeping beauty, but what fun is that?
"What do you mean I'm 24?!" Mara shouted as she was shook awake. Nicole didn't really want to know what she was dreaming of, cause they were always random.
"Come on, we got to get to the cafeteria before the line gets too long."
"'Kay."
Mara and Nicole walked fast and entered the lunchroom before the line got too big. They got their lunches and sat down at the table where all their friends were. They sat with their friends Danielle, Kayla, Diana, Emily and their closest friend besides each other, Chelsea. They always had tons of laughs within this group, but of course Nicole and Mara were the life of the group. They kept the randomnessly funny things active.
"Why did we even pick life skills? It is so boring." Nicole whined while drinking her tiny bottle of water.
"I know. Try having her first hour." Emily moaned.
"Feel for you girl. You know, when I thought of life skills, I thought we were going to learn how to cook and stuff." Mara said.
"So we could blow up the building!" Nicole exclaimed happily.
"Exactly."
Chelsea laughed. "I'm glad I don't have Fram. I would probably die of boredom if I had that class."
"Well we already died. We are just ghosts to haunt all of you." Nicole said with a fake scary voice. All the girls started to laugh.
"If only." A new voice rang out. The girls looked behind them to see Christie, a curly haired brunette who acted like a total brat, along with her little lackeys that giggled at everything she said, and followed her everywhere.
"But of course life is totally too unfair because you are alive."
Did I forget to mention Christie was Nicole and Mara's arch nemesis? They have been fighting since 7th grade. They're in 8th grade. I know, long time.
"What do you want, be-otch?" asked Mara angrily.
"Oh nothing , I was just walking by. Beautifully by the way, right girls?"
" Right!" Christie's lackeys said at once. Freaking robots.
Christie smirked. "Well, I better go. I don't want to get the loser virus that you people spread on. See ya later clown girls." She said while walking away, clone wannabees following. She called Nicole and Mara clown girls because she, like nearly everyone in the school, had heard about the Joker breaking into the house and yada yada yada. Hence the name "clown" girls.
"I hate that nickname! Why did she have to learn about that?! Damn television." Nicole groaned.
"I know! What is really keeping us from killing her?" Mara asked.
" Juvie and Arkham Asylum." Emily replied.
"Oh yeah, right." Mara said with a hint of disappointment.
"Yeah and we don't want to go to Arkham. We might run into you-know-who." Nicole spoke to Mara.
"Too true. Hopefully we won't see that wack-job ever again."
The Joker was in his cell, appearing to be minding his own business, but really was planning to get out of there. He held an old article from the newspaper, saying "Teens Take down Clown Prince of Crime!" . Who knows how he got it. He scowled. "Little brats. Making a fool out of me. They'll soon regret it."
He put the article in his pocket, and dramatically fell on the floor. The orderlies saw this and went in the cell. "Please, help. I feel so ill. Need a doctor." The Joker moaned. The orderlies looked at each other and lifted up the Joker. They practically dragged him to the infirmary and set him on the table. "Hold on, we'll get the doctor." The orderly said.
"Yes, please. Hurry." The Clown Prince groaned. With that, the orderly left, but the other one guarded the door. The Joker moaned until he heard the one orderly leave, then he stopped and quietly got up. He picked up a tray used to carry medicine and tip-toed towards the other orderly, who was guarding the door. When he was close enough, he swinged it at the man's head, thus knocking him out.
"Suckers." He giggled madly. He then ran towards the side exit, which was where the staff parking lot was. While he ran, he passed the security guards station. One drinking coffee saw him run past him and spit the coffee out of shock. He pushed the intercom button to warn the other security guards.
"The Joker has escaped! I repeat, the Joker has escaped! All security guards down to sector 7."
The hallways were flooding with security guards, trying to locate and apprehend the Joker. But they didn't know that the Harlequin of Hate was hiding in a janitor closet in the same hallway as the Left Wing exit. As soon as guards ran past that hallway, he got out of his hiding place and ran out the exit door. He ran all across the staff parking lot until he found a decent car to steal. He broke the window, unlocked the car, got in it and hotwired the car to start and drove off wildly, leaving Arkham Asylum in the dust.
The Joker, still having his famous Cheshire cat grin on, pulled out the article. He looked at the picture under the title the two 14 year old girls, Mara Rose and Nicole Travis, in front of the police station with evil and insane eyes.
"You girls only had a little taste of how much "fun" I can be. But when we soon meet again, we're gonna have a real killer time!"
The Joker threw his head back in maniacal laughter, driving towards Gotham City to get his revenge on the unsuspecting young teens that could use a miracle to escape the Joker's fury.
Yeah I know it's a short chapter, but I don't want to spoil too much yet. Please R&R