Life #1

Sorry I have not written in such a long time! I've been working on this story! Hope you like it! ~Emma

Life #1

By: Emma Ladner

Chapter One

I woke up screaming. I had, had a nightmare. I was in a burning building. And then I was on a boat. A man rose in the water holding a giant knife staring at me. He was fixing to use it until I woke up. I looked around. My room was dark, the moon seemed to pour in. I looked at my alarm clock; 2:00 AM. I sighed and laid my head down. I looked across the room and saw eyes. My eyes widened and I looked away. “It’s not real…” I said. I looked up. Eyes were right infront of mine. I screamed again and jumped out of my bed. I dashed the second pair of eyes and flung open the door. I ran down the hallway and ran into my parents’ room. I jumped into the bed. “OW! ALLIE!” screamed my mom, sitting up. My dad turned on the light. “I thought you were twins…” he yawned. “There’s two things in my room!” I yelled. My mom got up and went into my room. I got ready for the scream… but instead my mom turned on the lights. She pointed beside the door. There was my golden retriever pup, Sam, and inside the cat tower was my kitten, Marie. I sighed. “Allie, you’re fourteen… please stop having these nightmares!” said my mom. “Ok…” I said. “Now tomommrow, you can stay up as long as you want… because tomorrow is the last day of school.” Said my mom. She shut off the lights. “Now go to sleep!” she said. And she closed my door.

I was standing alone in complete and utter darkness. I looked at the ceiling. From the light of the moon I could see Marie and Sam, a fan, my bed, my TV, and my backpack. I picked up Sam and placed him on my bed. He climbed up and snuggled by me. Marie pounced onto my back making me jump. Then she snuggled beside Sam. I climbed underneath my covers and closed my eyes. I stroked their fur and then fell asleep.

“WAKIE!” hollered my two year old sister, Claire. Her blond hair was down to her shoulders, she was homely, and she looked like she just saw God. My brother, her twin, James, was right beside her. Both of them were grinning. “MOM!” I screamed. My mom rushed in. “Get them out!” I hollered, jumping from my bed. “Allie, please give them a chance!” said my mom. “No! First Jane ruins my life! Then them?! I can’t take younger siblings!” I screamed. I slammed my door. I dressed myself in nice blue jean shorts. I pulled on a shirt and then sneakers. Then I looked at myself. My hair was messy, my teeth shiny white, my clothes seemed to pop out against my blond hair and blue eyes. I grabbed my brush, brushed it straight, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth then grabbed my bag and headed to school.

The thing you should know about my high school is that it is old. My grandma said she remembered walking down the halls of my high school. And my grandma is dead. I came up to my friends: Cody, Sara, Ashton, Anna and Anne (They are twins), and then there was Drake. “Hey!” I said, hugging all my friends. “Hey!” they all said. Suddenly the top girl of my school walked by. “Wow… that’s one lady.” Said Cody. Ashton and Drake nodded. “Sadly she won’t ever date you because Gavin is dating her!” I said. A boy, Gavin, walked by. He was the most dangerous man in school. “G-Gavin?” said the boys. We nodded. I opened my locker and then started stuffing things in. “What are you doing?” asked Drake. “Cleaning my locker! Thirty minutes until we go to Mrs. Felts!” I said. So we all started cleaning our lockers. I took down my 9^th Grade poster, pictures of all of us, my locker tray, mirror, mini posters and that was all. I took out old pencils, chewed up erasers, ripped up papers, old test papers, and some stupid old homework and threw it away. I headed to the bathroom, grabbed a paper towel, wet it, and then headed to the locker. I wiped it down, removing every gum stain, coke smell, and rotten food splatters. Then I threw it away and closed my locker. I took my locker and threw it into my bag. Then I headed off to class because the bell had rang.

I was sad I was leaving Mrs. Felts. She is the nicest teacher in 9^th grade. Gavin sat front seat. Drake, Cody, Anthon, Sara, Anne and Anna, and I were all sitting in one row. Mrs. Felts first told us about things, then passed out our report cards. “Now order in a straight line for-“ But the bell had rang. On the last day of school we only had homeroom and then left. We all poured out. I opened my report card and read;

Allie Lanie Johnson

Teacher: Melissa Felts

Promoted to Grade: 10

Math                  A

Science               A

English               A

Social Studies      A

P.E                     S

Library               S

Art                     S

Cheerleading       S

Music                 S

See you next year! Principal McGee

I smiled and folded it. “All A’s!” said Cody. He opened his report card. “Shoot! A ‘B’ in Social Studies!” said Cody. “Better than your last grade! A low ‘B’!” said Sara. Anne and Anna giggled as Gavin walked past. “You think he’s cute?” I asked. Sara rolled her eyes and then looked at Anthon. I nudged her. “Wha-“ she saw me and smiled. “Ha, ha, ha Allie!” she said. I grinned.

When I got home I showed my mom my report card. “Perfect sweetie!” she said. My dad smiled. “Straight A’s for four years…” he mumbled, scratching his chin. “You know what this means don’t you Jim?” asked my mom, walking over to my dad. “Yes…” My dad rolled his eyes and then smiled. “You can get another pet… dog or cat…” he said. I pumped up my fist. “Yes!” I hollered. Claire and James came running down. “I want a bunny!” said Claire. “I want a turtle!” said James. “No, two more years guys.” Said my dad. James and Claire screamed. Soon my mom set them down for a nap. “Can I go get my pet?” I begged. “Go ahead…” said my dad. He grabbed his blackberry. “I’ll let Peter know you’re coming.” He said. Peter, my twenty year old brother, ran the ‘Pete’s Pet Shop’. I ran outside, closing the door, and grabbed my bike. I then began pedaling. On and on I pedaled until I came to the small, tiny shop. When I entered I saw hamsters, snakes, birds, dogs, cats, and then the sign that said; Nursery. “Peter?” I hollered. I heard a rustle and then a bump. “Peter?” I hollered. “I’m in the nursery!” he yelled for the door. I ran inside. He was placing a kitten down into a box. “Another litter?” I asked. “Yea, I’m getting tired of Milky.” He said, petting a black and white cat. Milky is Marie’s mother. I smiled at Milky. “I’ll take her.” I said. “Really? You sure dad wouldn’t be mad?” he asked. “Mom has been saying she wants a cat…” I said, petting Milky. “I also came here for another kitten.” I said. I picked up a black and white spotted kitten. “That’s Darla.” Said Peter, placing her in my palms. I smiled. The little kitten was so small. “You still have that basket Grandma gave you for Christmas, don’t ya?” asked Peter. “Yea.” I said. “Come on in the back.” Said Peter. I walked to the back with Peter where his girlfriend, Melissa, was. “Hey Allie!” she said. I smiled. “Here,” said Peter, grabbing a pink collar. “What about Milky’s collar?” he asked. “Blue, it’s Mum’s favorite color.” I said. Peter took two collar tags and placed them in the machine. “So,” said Peter, as the tags were having the information printed on them. “You passed freshman year?” he asked. “Yea, how about second year?” I asked. “Eh, LSU’s alright.” He said. “I got here early today.” He said, grabbing the tags. He hooked them onto the collars and then placed it on Milky and Darla. “How’s Marie and Sam?” he asked. “Good.” I said. “And James and Claire?” he asked. I nodded. “Two more years until they get a pet Peter.” I said. “Here ya go.” He said, handing me a blanket. I smiled and took Darla, Milky, and the blanket and headed outside. I stuffed the blanket in. “So how much do you get everyday?” I asked. “Of bucks?” asked Peter. I nodded. “About $300…” he said. “Cool…” I said. “Hey tell Mum I’m stopping by to visit today.” Said Peter. I nodded and placed Darla and Milky inside of the basket. “Bye Allie.” He said. “Bye Peter.” I said. And then I headed off.

Chapter Two

When I got back, Mom and Dad were in the den watching the weather channel. “Look!” said Dad. “It’s Uncle Dick!” And truthfully it was; there was my Uncle Dick staring and pointing at a raincloud. “Oh Jim! He’s making such a great report!” said my mom earnestly. “Hey Mom…” I said, holding Milky behind my back. “Yes?” asked my mom. “I brought you a CAT!” I said, holding out Milky. “Oh Allie! You got a pet for me?” asked Mom. “And one of her newest kits.” I said, holding out Darla. “They’re precious!” said my mom. “Now Allie don’t let Claire and James get into that kitten.” Said my mom. “Ok Mom.” I said. I ran upstairs and then closed my door. “JANE!” I screamed. Jane was on my computer chatting with a boy. “Who’s that?” said the boy. “No-“ said Jane. I marched over. “Who are you?!” I asked. “I’m Troy…” said the boy. “Troy, why are you chatting with Jane?” I asked. “Because I’m her-“ “SHUSH!” said Jane. “Shut up Jane! AWAY!” I pushed her on my bed. “You’re her what?” I asked. “Boy-“ said Troy. “HE’S A FRIEND!” sobbed Jane. “Boy?” I asked. “Friend.” Said Troy. “Oh no! Don’t tell Mum! Don’t tell Mum!” screamed Jane. “Boyfriend?” I asked, looking at Jane. She was sobbing. “Yea…” said Troy. “You aren’t ever allowed to contact her here again!” I said. “Wait!” said Troy. But I closed the video chat. I placed Darla beside Marie. “Don’t tell Mum!” screamed Jane. I opened my door. “Mum!” I hollered. “DON’T TELL HER!” screamed Jane, pulling on my t-shirt. Mom came into view. She was reading ‘The Help’. “Yes?” asked Mom. “DON’T-“ screamed Jane. But she saw Mom and ran upstairs. “Mom, Jane has a secret boyfriend from school.” I said. “JANE!” screamed my mom. Jane appeared at the top of the stairs.  “Come here.” Said my mom. Jane slowly walked down. “What’s my rule about boyfriends?” asked my mom. “We can’t date until we’re a freshman in high school…” mumbled Jane. “Yes, so why are you dating?” asked Mom. “Because… well how come Allie gets too?” asked Jane. “I don’t have a boyfriend and I’m a freshman!” I hollered. “You’re grounded for two days.” Said Mom. “Two days?” I said. “Go to your room!” my mom said. Jane trudged upstairs sobbing. Then she slammed the door. Then something dropped and broke. My mom ran upstairs. I ran into my room. Milky, sensing Marie and Darla’s scents, followed me. I entered my room. Milky dashed up to Marie and Darla. They started licking each other. I sat down on my bed and turned on my TV. “I’m back in bussnicess.” I said. Suddenly my phone rang. Mrs. Hancock  it read. I turned down the TV and answered it. “Hello?” I asked. “Hello Allie, It’s Mrs. Hancock.” Said Mrs. Hancock. “Hi.” I said. “Hey, can you come babysit for the triplets?” asked Mrs. Hancock. “Sure, right now?” I asked. “Yes.” Said Mrs. Hancock. “Ok.” I said. “Bye.” Said Mrs. Hancock. I heard a scream from the background. “Anthony put Gracie down!” said Mrs. Hancock. “Bye.” I said, and hung up. I grabbed my phone and placed it in my pocket. “Mom! I’m going to babysit for Mrs. Hancock!” I yelled. “Ok!” said Mom. I raced downstairs and threw open the door and raced down the street. Mrs. Hancock was waiting outside with her twins; Gabby, Gracie, and Anthony. I smiled. “Thank you so much! I’ll be back at nine. Make sure Gabby takes her medicine. Um, have them in bed by seven.” She said. “Okay.” I said. Mrs. Hancock then hurried off in her little convertible. “So what you guys want to do?” I asked. “BARNEY!” they screamed and hurried inside. I followed them, closing the door behind me, and hurried into the kitchen. I washed the dishes and at the same time I cooked them some chicken nuggets. I placed the dishes in the dish washer and hurried into the laundry room. I worked for thirty minutes putting everything where it went. Then I made the beds and then took out the chicken nuggets. “Come here guys!” I hollered. Gabby, Anthony, and Gracie came rushing in. They sat at the table. I poured them apple juice and they ate quickly. The kids ate quickly and then hurried back into the den to watch Barney. Then I headed to the laundry room again and finished the laundry. When I came back down everybody was asleep. And it was 7:35! I sighed. I had failed Mrs. Hancock. I picked them up one by one and dressed them in nightgowns and pajamas. Then I laid them in their cribs and closed their door. Then I walked downstairs and began cleaning the dishes. I put the dishes up I had washed earlier and then placed the rest I had just cleaned into the dishwasher. Thirty minutes later, Mrs. Hancock showed up. “Sorry I’m late Allie.” She said. “Here’s your payment.” And she handed me twenty dollars. “But Mrs. Hancock you gave me too much.” I said. “A lot of it’s a tip! You got all my housely chores done, fed the kids, and got them to go to sleep! I’m surprised!” she said. “Okay, well give me a call Mrs. Hancock.” I said. Mrs. Hancock nodded. I walked outside and turned around to thank her, but she came up and closed the door. I sighed and ran home. In the driveway was Peter’s car. It was parked behind Mom’s surburn. I walked inside. Dad was outside with Peter, Claire, James, Jane, and Mom. Sam was outside too. I walked upstairs. Milky was purring in the cat climb. Darla and Marie were asleep inside the tunnel. Milky seemed to block the entrance like a lock to a gate. I smiled and put my things down. I turned off my TV, which Dad would get on to me about, and then I walked downstairs. Dad was serving hamburgers. “Hey!” I said, walking outside. Melissa came behind me. “Oops, sorry Allie! Didn’t see you there!” said Melissa. “What are we doing out here?” I asked. “Well…” said Mom. “Peter didn’t you tell her the news?” asked Melissa, looking at Peter. “No… I didn’t know she was here.” Said Peter. “Oh! I just got here!” I said. “Oh, well… Melissa you should tell her.” Said Peter. “I’m having twins!” grinned Melissa.

After dinner, I took a long shower and combed my hair out. I pulled on pajamas and underwear and then walked downstairs. Peter and Melissa had left. I sighed and plopped down on the couch. “Here Sam!” I said, patting beside me. Sam rushed over and jumped onto the couch. I turned on ABC Family and watched Bruce Almighty. I laughed at pretty much everything. Finally when it was over, I wanted a midnight snack. I took down some chips and began eating them on the couch. I watched Big Daddy. I love Adam Sandler. He is hilarious. The thing is, my friends and I can’t tell who’s funnier; Will Ferrell or Adam Sandler. As soon as that movie finished I passed out on the couch.

The next morning when I woke up Sam was licking my face. “Sam!” I laughed. I smelled bacon and eggs. I looked over the edge of the counter. Mom was cooking bacon and eggs. Her hair was still in rollers, she was wearing her robe, pajamas, and slippers and she was standing over the stove handling two pieces of food. I smiled and lowered down in the couch. Milky came prancing down the stairs, Darla’s scruff in her mouth. Darla was pouncing around meowing. Marie followed, prancing right after her mother. I smiled as they walked over to get food. I sat up and stretched. I headed upstairs and changed into my clothes. I also combed my hair. Then I walked downstairs. I sat down at the table. “I got paid for some money mom.” I said. My mom nodded. “Can I go over to Peter’s to buy stuff for my pets?” I asked. My mom nodded. I pumped my fist and ran outside, grabbing my bike. Then I jumped on and pedaled to Peter’s Pet Shop. Peter was just getting out of his van with Melissa, who looked plump and fat. I ran right behind Peter. “Whoa! Allie!” said Peter. I ran down the hall of the pets to Sam’s golden retriever mom. She was sleeping. She looked up and panted. “What are you doing? This is our clean out day, we’re giving pets away for-“ “Free.” I finished his sentence. I pointed at Crystal, Sam’s birth mom. “I want Crystal.” I said. “Allie,” said Peter. “Come on! Dad wants a dog!” I begged. “Fine!” said Peter. He grabbed a leash, a collar, and printed a tag out with ‘Crystal’ on it. Then he put all of it on Crystal. “Now what?” he asked. “A giant dog bed.” I said. So that’s what Peter gave me, just he placed it in his car. “Some dog and cat food.” I said. (This was added to the trunk). “A cat toy, a dog toy, a Frisbee, some dog bones, and kitty litter.” I said (All of this was added into Peter’s car). “Melissa, can you follow Allie in the car, while I get everything ready?” asked Peter. Melissa nodded and hopped into the van. I jumped onto my bike and pedaled off. Crystal ran with me. She was barking and her tongue was hanging out to the side. We ran into the driveway and stopped. I parked my bike, grapped Crystal’s leash, and opened the door before Melissa could unbuckle her seatbelt. I let Crystal in and then Melissa helped me carry things in. “Allie not another dog!” said my mom. “It’s for dad! It’s his birthday!” I said. Mom was frozen. Then she headed for her Macbook Pro and began typing Dad a birthday letter. I put the dog bed in the front room and then I put the dog stuff back in, tossed Sam and Crystal a bone (Who had reunited), added kitty litter to the litter box, gave the toys to the animals (who immeadtly sawed at the spines) and then plopped onto the couch. Mom gave me some bacon and eggs, and then she sat down beside me to watch Hannity. When Dad came down we surprised him. “Dad, I have you a great birthday present!” I said. “Wait here!” I ran into the den and placed a birthday bow on Crystal’s head. “Come on Crystal.” I whispered. I led Crystal into the kitchen. Dad smiled. And then frowned. “I don’t want a dog.” He said.

My heart dropped. “But…” I said. “Allie, I know you love animals! But I wasn’t looking for a dog!” he said. “Now take her back to the pet shop!” he said. “NO!” I yelled. Tears were in my eyes. I couldn’t give her away. “Allie,” he said sternly. “DADDY I LOVE HER!” I wailed. “Tim…” said my mom. “No Ashley! She can’t keep getting her way!” said my dad, jumping up. “But daddy!” I wailed. “Give her back!” said my dad. “NO!” I screamed. My mom jumped in front of my dad. “Let her keep her!” my mom yelled. “NO! THIS IS MY HOUSE!” hollered my dad. “THAT MY PARENTS BOUGHT FOR US!” my mom screamed. My dad slapped my mom. There was an echo. I stood there mouth wide open. My mom looked at my dad. “Oh my god…” I whispered. “OUT!” My mom screamed. She pointed at the door. “Ashley… I’m so sorry…” said my dad. “OUT! WE’RE THROUGH! WE’RE HISTORY! JIM! GET OUT MY HOUSE! I WILL NOT EVER LET YOU BACK INTO MY HOUSE!” hollered my mom. A bleeding handprint was dripping down my mom’s face. “Ashley…” said my dad. My mom opened the door. “Ashley!” said my dad. My mom pushed him out, closed the door, and locked it. “ASHLEY!” hollered my dad. He was banging on the windows. My mom locked the windows, closed the blinds, and closed the curtains. Then my mom hurried into the bathroom to wash her cut. I stood there, mouth wide open. Crystal was sitting beside me panting. Then she walked away to the dog bowl. I ran upstairs into my room. I closed my door. Sam, Milky, Darla, and Marie were startled by arrival. I slumped onto my bed and looked outside. My dad was on our porch with his head and his hands. And every once in a while my dad would knock on the window again saying, “Let me say bye to the kids!” I began to cry. None of this would’ve happened if only I hadn’t whined about my dad giving Crystal away. There were pounding of feet outside my door, there was Jane’s voice saying “Allie!”, and there was the whimper of Crystal. I opened the door to find Claire, James, Jane, and Crystal pouring into my room. I closed my door. “What happened to Daddy?” asked Claire, climbing into my lap. James crawled up beside me. I looked at Jane. She look refreshed even after I had told on her. “Did mom and dad… divorce?” asked Jane. I nodded. Jane sat beside me. Then we hugged in a group and cried. Sam and Crystal laid their heads down and Milky, Darla, and Marie hung their heads. Then it began raining. “POW!” it screamed. We looked outside. Dad was still on the porch. But he was soaking wet. “PLEASE!” hollered my dad. He was still crying I could tell just you couldn’t see the tears since there was rain. We began crying and banging on the window. “DAD!” we screamed. But my dad couldn’t hear us because thunder drowned out our voices. The trees were bowing their heads, leaves were fluttering everywhere and people were hurrying inside. My mom busted in. “EVERYBODY, IN THE HALLWAY!” screamed my mom. She looked scared. “What’s happening?” we asked. “A hurricane!” said my mom. She grabbed Milky, Darla, and Marie and placed them in the hall. Then she shooed Crystal and Sam out into the hall. We followed her; I brought my phone and computer with me. Then we sat in the hall. We curled up beside each other and then, “WAIT DADDY!” We looked and saw Claire and James standing up. “CLAIRE! JAMES! SIT DOWN!” screamed my mother. But Claire and James probably hadn’t heard because they were halfway down the hall when my mom finished. “JAMES! CLAIRE!” screamed my mom. “WE GOT THEM!” Jane and I said. “NO! JANE! ALLIE! COME BACK!” hollered my mom. Jane and I fled down the stairs. They were throwing open the door. My dad ran inside. Jane and I grabbed the twins and we rolled back as soon a giant gust of snow began to fall. We closed the door. “Blizzards… rain…” said my dad. My mom came down. And then she ran upstairs and slammed her door. “Mom is still upset.” Said Jane, wiping her clothes off. “I can see…” said my dad. Milky, Darla, and Marie ran downstairs. “I’m going to Grammy’s now.” said my dad, hugging us. “Bye.” He said. And then he left. We sat there staring at where he had just been. And then we left.

Chapter Three

The roaring and blizzards soon rode away like horses. It moved over to Texas, where my aunt Jenny lives. But that doesn’t really matter. I kept looking out the window to see if Dad would come strolling up our driveway. But nothing happened. A few days later, when I was sitting on the couch, I saw a blur of light outside my window. Cody was strolling up. He was holding a sleeping bag, a bag of clothes, and nothing else. He wore jeans and a black north face jacket. He also wore a white t-shirt that said; Skateboarding King. I smiled. Well my mom wouldn’t mind with Cody. She knows his mom. And then up came Anna and Anne. I lowered my face. What was going on? And then came up Anthon, Drake, and Sara on their bikes! They all came up to the door and knocked. I threw it open. “Can we stay the night?” they all asked. “Mom!” I yelled. “Yes?!” screamed my mom. “CAN MY FRIENDS SPEND THE NIGHT?!” I screamed. “SURE!” she yelled. “What’s up with your mom?” asked Cody, coming in. Anne, Anna, Drake, Anthon, and Sara followed. I closed the door. “So much for winter…” said Anne. “Yea, it feels like the Earth’s core out there.” Said Anna. “Why’s Cody wearing a jacket then?” I asked. “Because I like north face.” Said Cody. “Oh come on Cody,” said Sara. “Aero Postal is the new thing. North face was WAY last year.” Said Sara. “Honestly, I really don’t care about if it’s way last year. I stick to shorts and t-shirts.” Said Anna. It was true. But Anne was way different. She cared about everything. “Drake, why are you so quiet?” asked Anne. “Eh, you know… same old… same old…” said Drake, and then he looked away. “My mom won’t buy me anything. I have to save up for myself.” Said Anthon. “Why?” I asked. “She doesn’t have a job.” Said Anthon, plucking a nickel into the air and catching it. “Well come on.” I said. Everybody picked up their stuff and followed me up to my room. “Dang, two bedrooms… You got the master bedroom.” Said Cody, plopping his things down. “Three, counting the bathroom.” Said Anna. I smiled. “It’s not much…” I said, throwing myself on my bed. “Uh, what?” asked Sara. “Dang, looks like something I could dream of.” Said Anthon. I rolled my eyes. Everybody rolled their stuff out. Then Crystal began barking. “Whoa! Sam grew!” said Drake. Then Sam came up and barked. “And had puppies?” asked Cody. “No! The puppy is Sam. The dog is Crystal, Sam’s mom.” I said. They nodded. I walked over to my door and let the dogs out. “So…” said Cody, plopping down on the couch. “A new George Lopez is on…” said Anna. “And then we can go to the pool party at Mason’s.” said Sara. So we turned on George Lopez and watched that. And then we all got dressed for the pool party. I dressed in a green bikini with white polka dots. Then we headed out. “Mom! We are going to Mason’s!” I hollered. “Have fun!” screamed my mom. I closed the door. “Seriously, Allie there’s something wrong with your mom.” Said Cody. He hopped on his bike. “My bike is broken.” I lied. “Ride on Cody’s handlebars.” Said Anthon, picking up his peg. I jumped onto the front of Cody’s bike and sat down. Then Cody began pedaling. We all pedaled to Mason’s pool party.“Welcome…” said a  body card. “Name?” he asked. “Um…” I said. “Allie Johnson, Cody Snickers, Anthon Holly, Anne and Anna Smeltings, Drake Salmander…” said Sara. “And Sara Kessen.” Finished Drake. “Go on.” Said the man. We smiled and walked in. “Wow!” we said. The pool was crowded. There was a DJ and everybody was dancing, swimming, and eating. Some people were down by the dock getting ready to tube. “Let’s go tubing!” we said. And we raced down to the dock. I was first to board onto the tube. Then Cody jumped in beside me. “Let’s do this!” hollered Mason. And he started the boat. We began tubing, faster and faster. I screamed and waved my hands. When we finished we swam for bit, ate for a bit, and talked for a bit. And then Cody pulled me aside. “Allie…” he said. “Yea?” I laughed. “Um… I’ve been wanting to ask you this…” said Cody. “Allie! Look this potato chip looks like Justin Bieber’s head!” said Sara. Then Anthon pulled Sara to the pool. “What?” I asked. “Will you be my…” said Cody. “ALLIGATOR!” screamed Mason. “What?” I asked. “Will you be my girl-“ said Cody. “RUN!” screamed Mason’s friend. “Come again?” I said. “Will you be my girlfriend?” asked Cody. I stared at him. “RUN!” screamed Mason. And then Mason pushed past me and pushed me into the bayou.

Something grabbed me.

The End

What’s happened to Allie? Read the next story….

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