I and Bebe meet up at her house, so we could drive to school. She welcomed me, and we drive off.

"Hey, Wendy…. Should we forget school and see how Kyle's doing?" Bebe asked with a worried way.

"No, not yet." I mumbled, in a lifeless way. That scared me little.

We went to school. But in Math class, I had to go see him. I got my mom's old car and dived to the old house. Mom never uses it unless she leaves for work, and there are no cars. I have many hours before. Bebe goes home and sleeps until, like 8:52 pm every day, so I'm not scared of that.

I walked in the old house, to hear Kyle's screams for help. I had on a mask over my face. I didn't want him to know I was Wendy. What if the police came and find him? I would have to kill him, and I don't want that! I was wearing all black. My hair was up, and I was wearing a red wig.

I walked in, my footsteps were echoed all around the house as I walked up to the bedroom, I think for a good long time, thinking of what to say.

'Hey Kyle, guess what? I kidnapped you!'

'If you scream again I'll kill you!'

'What's your phone number? We are calling your mother to tell her you're kidnapped…'

I could say all those things, but what would Kyle think? He would think I'm a crazy bitch, that's what he would think. I opened the door. He was struggling like mad with his eyes closed. He was scared out of his mind. I closed the door behind me when I walk in, his eyes shot open. They were as wide as the moon itself.

"Who…. Who are you?" Kyle asked as he cram down little more, a smirked was painted on my face as I walked closer to him. He began to struggle once more as I came closer. I grabbed the ropes and I made him look at me. He frowns as he looks at me, then his eyes turned back at the door. It opened once again. I turned to see Bebe.

I jumped up and grabbed one of her wrists as I ran out the door.

"What the hell are you doing?! Do you know why I'm wearing a wig?!" I screamed as she shrugged with a goofy smile on her face. My right eye twitched as she giggled little. I slapped myself as I take her back to the car.

"He can't know who we are, damn it! So, here's a wig. And some black stuff to wear…" I gave her a black wig and she jumped in the car and put it on, her smile as she came out. The black wig was long, and pretty. The red wig of mine is messy and not very pretty.

"Okay, let's TRY this again, this Bebe be serious!" I growled.

"Okay~!" She giggled.

Sorry about that! I made Bebe a fan girl. Oops!