iSearch for Spencer
Chapter Four: iLearn New Things
"Scrub, floor-soaker!" Earl spat. It was Spencer's fault this time, and he knew it. Without thinking, he'd insulted one of the team members after they hit him in the stomach with a hockey puck, yelling that the player was an idiot and had no aim. He had to, again, clean the ice, and the bleachers, and the bathrooms.
A boy came up behind Earl and tapped him on the shoulder. "Earl, can I hurt him now?"
Spencer looked up. He knew that voice. The voice of his archnemesis.
Chuck.
Chuck was a part of the Porkers' plan. Of course. It made perfect sense. Chuck hated him just as much as the world's stupidest hockey team seemed to.
"What are you doing here?" Spencer yelled in spite of himself.
"Earl here's my cousin. He told me they had you, so I had my dad drive me to Canada for the week," Chuck explained, a devious smile on his face the whole time.
Figures that the little nub was cousins with the bigger nub.
"So, can I hurt him or not? I have lots of ideas!" exclaimed Chuck.
Earl patted him on the head. "Not yet. But don't worry, you'll get your chance."
"Bet your dad's glad you're gone!" Spencer called out as Chuck, dejected, turned and left. Chuck spun back around at his words, charging forward to attack. He gave Spencer a shove, knocking him over so that his face landed in the bucket of soapy water, which then fell over, so he slipped and hit his face on the ice.
Just another day in the kidnapping of Spencer Shay.
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"Where are we going?" Carly fretted. They were pulled over on the side of the road.
"If Sam would read me the stupid map I'd know!" Freddie yelled, mostly at Sam. She glanced at him and raised one eyebrow before turning back to her map of Washington and part of Canada.
"Try going straight and then getting on the highway," she advised.
"Well, hallelujah," Freddie muttered sarcastically, turning the key in the ignition.
"What did you just say?" challenged Sam, lowering the map. "I heard you being sarcastic, Fredechini. Don't pretend you weren't."
Carly leaned forward and turned on the radio, loud. Suddenly the chorus of Linkin Park's In the End filled the truck.
"Ooh, I love this song!" Sam cried.
Freddie gave her a look. "You like Linkin Park? I didn't know that." Linkin Park was one of his favorite bands; he knew Sam listened to alternative rock music, like Three Days Grace, Breaking Benjamin, or Seether (bands he thought were okay).
"Yeah, I do. You got a problem with that?" retorted Sam.
"No, I just didn't know that. I happen to like them too," he said coolly, trying to focus on the road.
Sam softened slightly. "You do?" she asked, startled. Freddie nodded.
"See? You guys can get along," Carly commented. Both glanced at her like she was crazy, then back at each other, trying not to laugh.
"Guess we can," said Freddie, gazing at Sam with a small smile.
Nothing more was said after that, and the only sounds for the next hour were the radio, and Sam ripping open and eating half a bag of beef jerky.
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"Look, there's Maple Foods. That's where Spencer usually buys Canadian bacon," Carly told Freddie, pointing out the small store. He pulled into it.
They asked several people in the store if they'd seen Spencer. One cashier, a girl wearing black clothes, with black hair with streaks in it, finally gave them an answer.
"He came in yesterday," she said, sounding bored. "I remember him because he knocked over an entire row of carts that I had to pick up. I think I saw him leave with a bunch of guys, which is weird because he came in alone."
"What were the guys like? Do you know?" Sam asked.
"They were wearing hockey jerseys that said 'Porkers' on them," the girl responded. "What kind of stupid name for a hockey team is Porkers?"
"Thank you, you've been a big help!" Carly cried, grabbing each of her friends' arms and leading them towards the door.
"Do you realize what this means?"
"Those hockey players are actually fairies and are going to take him to a magical land?" Sam gasped excitedly.
Carly gave her a weird look. "No!" she said. "It means Spencer was kidnapped."
Wow, it's been awhile, huh? Sorry about that. I was stuck for a long time, and finally got back into it last week.
About the music: My mom and I decided a while ago that:
Sam would like alternative rock (Three Days Grace, Breaking Benjamin, Seether, ect.—and possibly Evanescence-type music),
Carly would like pop/hip hop/R&B (Rihanna, Avril Lavigne, and anything they play on those current-music stations), and
Freddie would like kind of the New Age stuff (Linkin Park, Muse, ect.).
So I put that in there. Sam and Carly were pretty easy to figure out; Freddie was harder. Most stuff I mentioned I like, except maybe some of the songs on the current-music stations. Three Days Grace and Evanescence are my two favorite bands.
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy Hanukah, Happy Kwanzaa, or whatever else you may celebrate!