“Hey it’s you! You scared me to my death bed! Hey- Why’s Mentuna’s little sister here?” Madison stared at him like he just spoke dolphin.
“She followed us.” Berdy whispered. They both glanced down at the little girl climbing the stairs of their school, playing on the handrails and singing a song.
“What would Mentuna say? Let alone Adelphia.” Madison asked.
“I thought Mentuna was with you. Oh well obviously not. And Adelphia, you know her she’ll be cool with it. She loves kids.” Berdy rationalized. They both shrugged it off and sat down on the steps, watching Abiba get tired of playing on the stairs and sat next to them, waiting for the others.
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Adelphia didn’t run very long. She didn’t think the police would think she was important enough to be followed. She considered going home. But I need to tell Mentuna that I was the one who thought of doing this and that she’s not the one who thought of doing everything!! I swear, she takes credit for everything!! Adelphia kicked a nearby trash can, causing it to rumble and bang onto the ground.
I don’t think you should do that….. Her brain cautioned. Oh really? And why not? Her mind sassed. The cops could be right on your tail! Follow you to the school and ruin your plan!! Her brain warned. WHATEVER! Her mind yelled back and her brain shut up. Wow they have issues… her head thought.
Adelphia knew where she was going. She didn’t go the direction of the school so she was kicking herself for her stupidity. But she was headed towards Lacey’s, just a few blocks from the school. She should be there soon if she turned onto the river trail…. As if hearing the story I’m writing, she sucked her belly so she could squeeze in between the fat pole and the corner of the locked shed; the gate was locked.
The breeze sped up and shoved a handful of golden yellow leaves, now a grey-amber with the moonlight, across her face, gently tickling her, and landed happily on the small wall of cotton and dried leaves bordering the end of the asphalt and outlining the beginning of the sand, leading to the river itself.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Paraountoma
This is a story i've been working on lately, so i need responses on editing and making it better or not so........ read away!! XD oh ya at first the main charector was a boy but i decided boys that age are WAY too hard for a 12 year old newbiee author to hack into their minds. So if you you see a 'he, his, go ahead and tell me when and where yes? okay. also, her name was ricarda so if you see one of those, same thing. sorry for the troube. read on!!
Paramountoma
Paramount: Chief in importance or impact; supreme; preeminent.
Don't turn around. Do NOT turn around. Adelphia thought. Her red eyes barely poked around the bumpy, cold metal wall of her bedroom corner.
"Ladies and gentleman do NOT panic. There is a vaccine. Make an appointment at the capitol building. Report your children ages 0-16 at the capitol building. During this era of unhealthiness, there will be absolutely NO leaving the building you are presently in. This virus is EVERYWHERE..." the TV sang in her living room that was cluttered in beer cans and rotting pizza boxes.
Adelphia turned back into her dark, cold room. Paramountoma? Vaccine? NEEDLE?!?! NOT ME!
Out of her peripheral view, she saw her mom, dressed in her red fuzzy robe, bringing out her green eyes, her hair in a thin web of knots sticking up from a flat-pillow nap, coming over to her room. Adelphia gently closed the room and stripped off her pajama pants and the put on half of her jeans. Light spilled in her cold room.
"Why the hell are you in your jeans?"
"I'm getting ready for school." Adelphia bit her lip and wouldn't make eye contact with her mom.
"Why...?" Her mom shifted her weight and tilted her head in annoyance. Adelphia hesitated. Uuuuuuhhhhhhh.......
"ANSWER ME!" Bevvy screamed and stumbled over to Adelphia, coughing every now and then. Adelphia looked down in horror as her mother stuttered closer, trying so hard to reach her, coughing harder and harder. Eventually she lost the need and lie there, coughing.
Adelphia dared not move, after hearing the scary news of Paramountoma. She closed her eyes and held her breath and quivered over her rapidly coughing mom. The girl stumbled down the hall, scrambled for the telephone in the kitchen and called the paramedics.
"Help please help my mom is on the floor and she won’t stop coughing...." Adelphia said rapidly.
"Look kid I'm sorry, but your mom's got the Paramountoma and look, there's nothing we can do about it- the Worthier demanded we stay in the building we dwell in currently, so, sorry bud." and the dolt hung up; the ringing of the one-tone buzz sang evilly in her brain. She didn't even notice the coughing stop.
"OH sweetheart I'm fine, but I really got to go! I'll be back, eventually.........." Bevvy smiled cheezily with a hint of evil to it. "Mom you got to listen to me you’re really sick we got to go-"
"YES! Go! I'll go!" Again, cheesy-creepy smile and a turn towards the stairs. Adelphia was horrified. Eh-t-h-w-g-o? Adelphia's horror changed to rage.
Adelphia sat there, her chest heaving. The girl clambered up the couch and leaned on the window, trying to get a better view. She wished she didn't. There she saw... her mom, dressed in her red fuzzy robe, bringing out her green eyes, her hair in a thin web of knots sticking up from a flat-pillow nap, stumbling down the road, to the capitol building, where gross, polluted smoke was tumbling out of it. Adelphia took a shaky breath. Why is she going to a flippin' workhouse?!
Chapter 1
Past, present, and possible future
"...Okay so instead of teaching you about Presidents and all that old news I’m going to tell you about dieses! Nowadays they’re actually coming up with ways to invent dieses believe it or not..."
Adelphia flicked Mentuna’s knee.
"Hey. Mentuna. I need to tell you something!" Mentuna, with long brown hair always pulled into a ponytail at the back of her head so it wasn't in her face and had darting blue eyes. Using those, her gaze shot between Mr. Kache and Adelphia. Being her trustworthy self.....
"What is it?"
"Did you hear that Mr. Kache always wanted to be the science teacher?"
"NOOOOO! Considering the fact we haven’t learned ANYTHING about past and present
leaders, I would have NEVER guessed!" They quietly giggled but stopped and turned their heads to find Mr. Kache staring at them angrily, his arms barley folding over his fat belly.
"If you want to talk so bad, how about you talk on your way to the principal’s office." Adelphia barely caught a glimpse of Berdy staring up at the standing Mentuna and Adelphia, staring at them and quietly mumbling. Ricarda shrugged. What a weird-o.
Adelphia’s vision returned as she blinked off the blurbs of the flashback. MENTUNA!! She’d know what to do. She always does.... She shoved off the couch and onto the cluttered floor, searching for the kitchen. She grabbed the phone and punched in her numbers.
Beeeeeeeeeeep................beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep................beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep...........
"Hello?"
"Hello is Mentuna there?" Adelphia said, trying to stay calm.
"Yeah just one second, MMEENNTTUUNNAA!!!!!!" The girl screamed away from the phone, although Adelphia’s ears still wrung. After a while, (And a few bumping and distant crying) Mentuna picked up the phone.
"Sup Mentuna on the phone, talk to me!"
"Mentuna it’s Adelphia." She nervously stroked the wire, nearly ripping off the rubber stuff. Silence.
"Look, Adelphia, I swore that I would never-EVER- say ANYTHING to you at all so I’m going to hang up now! And I suggest you DON'T call back!" More silence. No slam or obnoxious ringing.
"Mentuna, I know your still there. I know you. You don't need to be friends with me or anything but-" Adelphia began.
"But what?! You want something don't you! Well guess what Blondie you’re not going to get it!" Mentuna began.
"IT'S ABOUT THIS FREAKIN' DIESEASE!!!" That shut her up. "Look my mom got it-" Adelphia started but got-
"Isn't that a good thing? You hate your mom. Now she's gone! Live your life freely!!" Mentuna spoke.
"I think Mr. Kache has something to do with it. Not with just my mom getting it, but the whole Country."
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"Berdy, are you there?" Mentuna asked him on the phone.
"Present." He replied, in his low far-away tone.
"Maddy?"
"I go by Madison now, thank you." She sang in her quietly thinking voice.
"Okay I guess that means we're all here!" Adelphia sang happily.
"Yay." Mentuna said in a flat mutter, dampening her cheer. Looooooooooong awkward silence. "So, Berdy, I need YOU to hack into the Security Online Database and send me- BY E-MAIL- the patterns and exact angles. You also tell me if they have some cops roaming the streets and if they do write down their patterns as well. Got it?" Mentuna Bossed. No one complains about her leadership. It's just the natural flow of things. She's the leader.
"Got it chief. Would you like fries with that?" He and everyone else giggled.
"Uh, Mentuna? Problem here. The security camera rotates too fast for us to sneack past." Madison spoke up.
"Thank you Maddy. Son...... Anyway she is correct I’m afraid we have to do this and have to do this fast-" Mentuna began.
"Ummm.... Mentuna?? I do believe they don't know what we’re doing exactly....." Adelphia added. She could just picture Mentuna scowling over the phone.
"Okay, I need to tell you guys what’s up but not by phone but by Chat room. Using your E-mail. Got it everyone? I need everyone's E-mail and everyone needs each other’s. Phone isn't working out. Agreed?" Everyone agreed. After everyone shared their e-mails they all hung up and logged onto the computer.
Tunafish34:
Hey guys, here’s the details. Adelphia called me up earlier and said she might know who’s behind Paramountoma.
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Right after my mom got it.
Maddister:
OMG your MOM got it?!
Birdy7000:
What happened?!
Tunafish34:
GUYS!!! Focus! So after Adelphia’s mom got it she called me up and told me about how she proposes Mr.Kache is involved somehow.
BOOM-Shakalaka:
I think he's a secret undercover cop who inspects teenage diseases and medical health. You forgot that Mentuna.
Tunafish34:
I did for a reason. SO- what we plan to do is fly a toy helicopter around town, with a tiny camera attached, maneuvering over to the school, into a doorway or through a window leading to Mr.Kache's office. Berdy you got one of those?
Birdy7000:
Helicopter? Check. Camera? No. but I have the right parts and the right amount of time.
Tunafish34:
Excellent! Madison any kinks?
Maddister:
Yup. Rumor has it Mr.Kache is a creep-o. I think he sleeps, eats, lives in his office! I bet he'll die there too! The door with have to be sealed 50 times to cover up the stench!
BOOM-Shakalaka:
EEEEEEWWWW!!!!! Where'd you dig THAT up?!?
Tunafish34:
GUYS! I SWEAR DO YOU HAV A.D.D?!?!? Anyhow, it doesn’t matter if Mr.Kache does stay in his office late, he's stuck in there cause of Paramountoma! Anyway, we need to do this late, when he's asleep. That gives Berdy more time. Got it?
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Sure thing
Birdy7000:
Yuppers peppers.
Maddister:
You got it chief!
Tunafish34:
Okay. Call me if there are ANY issues! BTW Berdy I still need the angles and patterns.
Tunafish34 left the chat room
Maddister left the chat room
Birdy7000 left the chat room
BOOM-Shakalaka left the chat room.
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Berdy pushed himself away from his desk, barely noticing the time(3:46), jumped off, and scrambled through his "Spare and old parts" box. He dug up a bunch of Hard Drives, Mother Board parts, CPUs, RAMs, DRAMs, L2Caches, Chip sets, blah, blah, blah- HA! Finally, an old USB webcam!
"Score!" Berdy whispered to himself. HE got up and strode over to his "Handheld electronics" box and drilled into it.
"PDAs, PDA Accessories, Calculators, Voice recorder- DA-DING! A cell!" Berdy mumbled. He snapped the small battery case out and stole the battery. Now all I need is my old 80's cell phone...... he grabbed his wheelie-chair and dragged it over to his bookcase, stood on it (Trying hard not to fall) and peered over his top bookcase shelf. His eyes widened and he leaped off the wheelie-chair, causing it to slam into the laundry hamper by the wall.
"AudRAAAA!!!!!" He yelled out his doorway.
"You called your highness?" Audra asked sweetly, rocking back and forth on her toes, her hands behind her back.
"What did you do with my 80's cell phone?!" He demanded. Audra stopped rocking and sat there with her mouth open and her finger up for a moment, then whipped around, her hair nearly whipping Berdy in the face, and bolted out the door, up the stairs and down the hallway and disappeared somewhere Berdy couldn't see. He tried to wipe the felling of hair away from his face and chased her up the stairs. Berdy ran over to the kitchen, filled with huge cabinets, knowing she was in one of them.
"Audra i know you in here!! Where's my phone!?" He listened for a small giggle and flew open the highest one, above the counter where the stool was. Duh. She screamed and scrambled up the cabinet, trying to get to the top.
"Audra get down here!! Give me my phone!! AUDRA!!!" Berdy yelled. She squealed and finally got to the top.
"Audra!! Where is it Audra?!" Her eyes darted up for a second and her eyes began to water.
"AUDRA!!!" Berdy screamed, trying to get her down. She bawled. He froze when he heard a loud grunt behind him. He turned to find his dad, crossing his arms over his chest, his glare blazing a hole in Berdy's head.
"Daddy! Daddy he's going to hurt me! Daddy help!" She wailed, while he carried her down.
"Shhhh there, there, your brother won’t hurt you anymore." He said 'brother' as if it was satin himself. He turned, leaving Audra's wet face, sticky and covered in hair, tongue sticking out and smiling, yet still uttering faint whimpering noises, facing him.
You evil little monstrosity. He steamed as he paced back into his room. Berdy slammed his door only to open it again, suddenly making the connection as of the whereabouts of his cellphone. Her hands were behind her back, she ran to the cabinets, where the stool was already prepared, and it’s on top of the cabinets!! He slipped on the rug while skidding to the kitchen, and scrambled up the counter. He peered over the top, sneezing on the cloud of dust Audra left behind. After the sneeze attack, he dared to look over it again, finding his 80's phone, broken and sad. Berdy’s eyes began to water (Because of the dust) as he slipped his hands under the little string of plastic old cell phone parts. At least the antenna is still alive. He grabbed the antenna and sulked to his room.
Birdy7000:
METUNA WHEN EXACTLY ARE WE LEAVING?! MY SISTER KINDA RUINED HALF OF THE CAMERA! S.O.S!
He clicked the send button to his e-mail and scowled over to his bed while he tinkered with his camera. Berdy cut the antenna to a smaller size, wiring in the wires into the camera, while piecing the other half to a video receiver, while hooking that up to his computer. After a few minutes of moving the antenna around, trying to get a good signal, he finally got a clear view of his backside. YES!! He twirled around, thrusting his fist to his side in victory.
Da-ring! Berdy turned to find a new e-mail from Tunafish34:
From:Tunafish34@.com.com
To: Birdy700@thenerdy.com;BOOMshakalaka@wmail.com; Maddister@wmail.com;
Message: We're departing the chopper @ 11:30; we'll fly it so high the cameras won't notice. I need Berdy to hack into the schools website and find any openings, specifically the roof. NOW! DON’T PROCRASTINATE!
**END OF MESSAGE**
Yes sir. Berdy thought as he went into hacking mode.
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11:30? Dang I was hoping for 3:00. Madison sighed as she read the e-mail. Well, it’s only 4:00pm, nothing to do. She sulked out of the library and into her room where she flopped like a doll onto her bed. She sat there a moment, her hand on her chest, staring at the ceiling. Breathing. Living. Digesting food. When she turned over and picked up her book.
You know when you’re reading and you kind of go ADD and just stare at the words and not process them and drift away from the world in your book and kind of just think? And when you get to the end of the page you’re all confused because you don’t know what’s going on? And you’re all wondering how the heck you’re thinking about what you’re thinking? Well take your memory, and glue Madison’s face onto yours. There you go.
Why am I here? Madison thought, does the group even need me? All I do is do a spellcheck on Mentuna’s plan. THAT’S IT!! Who knows? I might trip and ruin EVERYTHING! Then again I might trip and knock over the bad guy, and then I’ll be the hero. Heroes are awesome. Especially superheroes. They have awesome powers and stuff and they only want to be normal?! Then (like I said) she stared at the end of the page with wide eyes like the page folded up and began talking to her. She sighed and put her book on her desk and strolled into the Library, logged into her e-mail. Nothing new. Hey, Adelphia’s online. She clicked on her e-mail address and requested to chat. It was immediately accepted, like her life depended on it.
Maddister:
Hey Adelphia.
BOOM-Shakalaka:
OH hey I thought you were Mentuna. I needed to do something I’m sooooooooooooooo bored!!!!!
Maddister:
Of course. After all, I’m not important. I guess I might as well sign off now…
Madison’s cursor drifted slowly to the X button, her self-esteem dropping like hail.
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Oh, no I didn’t mean that! I just need a job. Mentuna didn’t assign me one. It’s just-well…. I feel unimportant. I mean, everyone has a job
Berdy-Nerd (don’t tell him I said that ;)
Mentuna- Leader
you’re the smarty pants and… I’m just…… here.
Maddister:
You’re the one who remembered Mr.Kache! You’re not completely worthless!! You’re kind of like the hero!! It’s just, Mentuna takes the credit. That’s all. P.S I also have a brown belt in karate ;)
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Yeah, whatever. I just want 11:30 to come. Do you think there are cameras around town? Like Mentuna assumes?
Maddister:
Probably… or security guards?
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Oh psh Security guards? Mentuna’s being stupid! The paramedics wouldn’t even come to my house when my momma got it! I seriously doubt it!
Maddister:
That’s lame!
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Yeah. Sometimes I feel like abandoning this… What is this? A mission?
Maddister:
Sure.
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Okay. Sometimes I fell like, I’m not important enough……
BOOM-Shakalaka left the chat room.
Madison sulked back to her room where she honestly and truly (I promise!) read her book.
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand send! Mentuna thought as she clicked the send button on her e-mail. Hopefully everyone’s online…. She thought as she drifted away from the laptop and into the family room, where she sprawled onto the couch.
“GIVE ME MY DOLL!!!!” One of Mentuna’s siblings demanded.
“Not ‘till you give me my phone back!!” The other one replied. Mentuna sighed and slumped lower into the worn couch, as 2 of the 10 siblings raced by her, playing ponies or something, Mentuna couldn’t tell, too many siblings to tell.
“Umm, Mentuna?” A small, angelic voice came from below Mentuna’s gaze. She barely removed her stare from the picture of her dad. She always stared at it, her thoughts always floated around just staring at it, no expression, no blinking even. She looked down to find Abiba sweetly grinning at her.
“Yes sweetie?” Mentuna set her elbows on her knees, getting lower to meet Abiba’s eye level.
“I was wondering if you wanted to go jump in the leaves with me and Erma.” Erma? Not now, Erma’s been really bratty lately and…. Mentuna stared into Abiba’s wide, blue, slightly watery eyes dug deep into Mentuna’s memories, which she hoped were only brain farts.
Mentuna’s chubby 3 year old fingers wrapped around the corner, as she peered down the hallway and into the kitchen.
“You know we agreed the girls are mine!” Her mom Calantha yelled brusquely in her dad’s face, jabbing her finger into his chest and turned and, like a rumbling thunder storm, strode to the family room.
“And what? Leave the 4 boys to me?! While you have 6 girls? I want Mentuna if you want me gone!” Mentuna lifted her head at the sound of her name, while her instinct was screaming at her to reply, put she remained silent. Her dad strode after Calantha, more like a stumbling freight train, tripping over all the toys, laundry, and bibs.
“NO! If you want the girls you have to know how to be a parent and not just roll around with them in the mud!” Calantha accosting him while jabbing Mentuna’s new pink stuffed elephant into his chest. “Honestly Oscar!!” She bustled past little Mentuna, not looking down to see Mentuna’s big blue eyes, red now with tears. Calantha disappeared into someone’s room, putting things away. Mentuna’s eyes shifted over to her dad who was rubbing his temples. Mentuna sniffed without thinking, and he looked up, when he saw her face, streaked like a tigers with tears, he stormed out of the family room, into the far kitchen where Mentuna couldn’t see anymore. So she ran further down the hallway, aiming to meet up with her dad. His hand was on the back door handle when she sat on his foot crying softly,
“please daddy don’t! Please don’t leave us! We love you we don’t want to lose you please daddy!” She bawled. He bent down and gently lifted her, hugging her like no tomorrow.
“Mentuna sweetie, I love you, and I hope-I demand- you never forget that. Ever.”
Mentuna kicked and screamed while he handed her over to her mom.
“No daddy, please! Please!” She wailed as he let go of her, and after seemed life forever, strode out of her life.
“Mentuna? Hello? Heellllllloooooooo??” Abiba knocked on her knee, shaking her thoughts, and the memory. Mentuna blinked a couple times and leaned back down to her level.
Who cares if Erma is a brat. Abiba needs some fun. OH crap Paramountoma….
“Abiba Sweetie? We can’t go outside because there is an evil monster lurking around! That would be too scary!” Abiba gasped then scrunched her eyebrows together.
“No monster is too scary for Abiba. I’m going to kick him and punch him…” Abiba mumbled under her breath as she headed down the hallway towards her and Mentuna’s room. Mentuna felt guilty about her being bored for the rest of the night.
“Abiba? How about me and you play hide and seek. And you can invite whoever else wants to play. How ‘bout that?” Mentuna offered. Abiba turned with a HUGE smile on her face.
Chapter 2
The chopper
Birdy7000:
Guys I need your computer code, it’s on the back of your monitor that should be 16 digits long. K?
Tunafish34:
Mine’s 6368862743559 and what does this have anything to do with anything?
Birdy7000
Do you want to see what the helicopter is picking up?
BOOMshakalaka:
I have 742273258623297
Maddister:
623476626676337 And HOW would this help us see what the helicopter’s viewing?
Birdy7000
I collect it into a programmer when we depart the helicopter, you’ll all see what’s up.
BOOMshakalaka:
Berdy you’re a GENUIS!
It was 11:15pm and it was 15 minutes untill departure.
Birdy7000:
I know, I know. So everyone be prepared, pop some popcorn and sit back and relax (If you can) and let the master do his magic!
It swooped over tall, shiny blue glass buildings, around the small business blocks, and dodged driving people, who got stuck in their car. Luckily it didn’t catch anyone’s attention. Everyone was on their phone, reading a book, banging their head because either they were rocking out or in frustration of their boredom. Who knew?
When the chopper reached the school, everyone’s hearts were beating like there was no tomorrow. Considering the fact that this is probably illegal, there possibly won’t be. Isn’t that a happy thought? Berdy steered the helicopter slowly around the first floor first, searching for anything. Anything at all. It hovered over the dark, wet green grass that blanketed the lawn of their personal prison. Nothing at first. Everyone was so scared, but so addicted to the screen they wouldn’t go to the bathroom.
Finally they found a window to Miss. Lachance’s room, far away from Mr. Kache’s room. Miss. Lachance was in her room, cleaning the desks. He bent over and wiped at one, washing away the gross of middle school. The second she turned away to wipe another desktop, Berdy shoved the chopper rocketing towards the door. Luckily, she was one of those teachers who always had their doors open, always letting them breathe, so he had an easy escape.
Berdy slowly drove the helicopter down the halls, occasionally ramming into walls. When Audra broke something in the living room, Berdy turned and got distracted by being yelled at from his dad because ‘He didn’t watch his precious little sister’. The screen went fuzzy a bit and Berdy pictured someone clawing at the screen in worry. That would be funny to watch. Berdy thought as he adjusted the antenna and the image was free from the fuzz. Berdy jumped, startled, but calmed when he realized it was just the helicopters reflection; he’s only used to seeing his. He thrust the chopper further down the hall and over the black, swirly metal railing, dropped it, but picked it back up when he reached the first floor. He turned to the right and drifted through the empty hallway, filled with naked lockers with no numbers or slots.
It got to the small hallway where Mr.Kache’s classroom was. Berdy Started to turn it to float down the hall and into his office when Miss. Falco, a tall, bony lady who always wore tight, knee-length black skirts and a matching black jacket that made her death-looking pale skin even paler if possible and always pulled her sleek, black hair into a tight bun right smack-dack on the middle of her head, strutted like a supermodel down the hall, bending over a huge stack of white papers.
Berdy veered the chopper under the drinking fountain that always hummed, hoping the hum of the chopper would camouflage with the hum of the fountain. She stopped mid step, and her eyes got beadier. Miss. Falco glanced with a sharp whip of her head at the fountain where Berdy hid the chopper. She bent down, her lower leg turning a shade of purple because her tight skirt was cutting off her blood circulation. Ms. Falco was probably used to because her face showed no pain.
Her beady eyes darted back and forth; her eyes squinted harder until it looked like she fell asleep. After what seemed like 100 and a half years, she let out a stout breath through her nose, and briskly stood and continued down the hall towards the doors where Berdy drove the helicopter in. Berdy poked the camera out into the somewhat open air to check to see if the coast is clear. Berdy sighed and shoved the chopper out of the little nook where it was hiding and let it drift to Mr.Kache’s room.
Berdy let the chopper hover when he heard a sharp gasp. He slowly turned the helicopter around to see Miss. Falco surrounded by white papers sprawled across the floor around her. Her sharp, long fingernails were clenched on the door handles, her knees where bent and shaking. She must have realized her overreaction because her face gathered back into her tight, serious look, but her eyes had fire in them. She straightened her skirt and walked towards the chopper.
Oh no oh no oh no oh no not now! Berdy pleaded and he jammed the joystick around, looking for escape. There’s nothing! Absolutely nothing! Oh gosh please let there be something.
Berdy’s nose tickled. NO!!! DO NOT SNEEZE!! NOT NOW!! PLEASE!! Berdy’s fingers were occupied, so he couldn’t grab his nose to stop the sneeze. The prickle intensified and intensified until Berdy couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“ACH-OOOO!!!” He jerked forward, causing his thumb to jerk the up joystick, making the chopper barely dodging Miss. Falco’s grasp, and up into the unreachable air. Berdy heard a bunch of rings from his chat room inbox.
Tunafish34:
Berdy that was awesome!!
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Nice one Berdy!
Maddister:
wow. that's all i can say.
Berdy smiled to himself as he gathered himself up again. Okay, maybe there’s something up here… He thought as he twirled the camera around in a 360.
There, in perfect view, was an open window above Mr. Kache’s door, leading to his classroom. Orange electronic light shown through it, making it look like it was from heaven. In a daze, the chopper slowly drifted into Mr. Kache’s room.
Chapter 3
Mr. Kache
The chopper quietly and quickly did a 180, scanning his classroom. Clear. Berdy laughed in his head. He slowly drifted it to the right, almost slamming into the corner. Berdy sucked in a tight breath in stress. He let the helicopter hover for a second, and then collected himself and dropped the helicopter in a free-fall. He pushed it forward, into the belly of the dragon; Mr. Kache’s office.
Madison tilted her head and scrunched her eyebrows in wonder. Really Mr.Kache? Bright green walls? She rolled her eyes and focused her eyes on the screen.
Berdy moved the chopper deeper into the office revealing weird bottles filled with mysterious liquids colored purple, green-purple, green-brown-yellow, and other colors of some sort. The camera revealed boxes overflowing with science textbooks, other boxes filled to the brim with laundry. LAUNDRY! There was also CD’s, snapped and cut pencils, and in the corner was a tiny red “Government contact” button. Berdy frowned and raised his eyebrows in curiosity and drove it to it.
Madison was highly exited. She didn’t want to get up and lock the door so none of her sisters could sneak in and ruin their plan. Get up and lock the darn door. The tiny voice in the back of Madison's head whispers. Her body didn’t respond. Fine; if you’re going to just glue your ass to the darn chair might as well IM Berdy and tell him you can’t push that button without killing the helicopter. Her samrter voice barked back. That got Madison off her butt.
Maddister:
BERDY!!! YOU DON’T HAVE ANYTHING TO PUSH THE BOTTON WITH!!! STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Da-ding. Berdy groaned and twisted his neck to the bottom left corner of his monitor to read the IM. She’s got a point. He sighed.
Birdy7000:
Good point. I say we leave it for later.
Tunafish34:
What will we press it with??
Birdy7000:
Right. We’ll just have to leave the button labeled ‘Mystery’.
Berdy turned the chopper to his cluttered desk infested with white papers with a red marking on them. He hovered in closer, revealing the words ‘Confidential’ stamped all over it.
“No flippin’ way,” Berdy whispered to himself.
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Mentuna34:
Berdy can you take a super-zoomed in picture of every page?
Birdy7000:
sorry, the camera i made doesn't take pics.
Tunafish34:
oh... I say we stop Miss. Falco from calling the cops and let her destroy Berdy’s creation that- may I remind you- possibly didn’t cost a lot. Is that okay Berdy?
Birdy7000:
Yes that’s okay.
Tunafish34:
Awesome. Adios guys.
BOOM-shakalaka:
Se-ya
As told, Berdy steered the chopper out the door and into the hall, where Miss. Falco was sitting on the floor rubbing her temples, muttering something about wanting a phone to call the police. Her head slowly rose diagonally towards the humming helicopter. Berdy- against his will- sat there staring at her. She rose, stroked the side of the foam helicopter, gently nudging it to the side. She smiled cheezily with a hint of evil to it.
Adelphia’s eyes widened, her heart slightly cracking a bit. She bit her lip to stop the emerging tears. Get a grip you idiot she didn’t love you, why love her back? She asked herself. She did love me. She loved me a lot. She just didn't act like it. Her smarter brain snapped back. Mentuna allowed a small tear roll down her cheek, seeping into the small crack in-between her tooth and her lip, activating her taste buds making her taste the bitter-sweet taste of a harsh childhood.
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Tunafish34:
Okay guys rise and shine. I think last night was a success. Yes?
BOOM-shakalaka:
sure…
Maddister:
Well it wasn’t a failure.
Bidry7000:
Madison’s got a point.
Tunafish34:
Right. That’s the attitude. Happy thoughts… :)
BOOM-shakalaka:
so… what do we do now??
Tunafish34:
Hmmmm… Idea’s anyone?
Maddister:
Yeah I think I got one. I say we-ourselves- sneak into the school, get the papers, read them at home, and uncover the truth.
BOOM-shakalaka:
Question, what do we do if Mr.Kache isn’t the guy behind it? What if it’s the fleas like the plague?
Tunafish34:
Then we give up. We have nothing else were standing on nothing but a bony assumption.
BOOM-shakalaka:
Okay…
Tunafish34:
Right about Madison’s idea, I think it’s a go. We use Berdy’s worksheets on security guards and cameras to sneak around town, into the school, steal the papers, take some good, pro. Pictures, and see what do from there. Everyone agree?
Birdy7000:
I like it.
Maddister:
sounds good.
Tunafish34:
Awesome. We meet tomorrow.
Tunafish34 left the chat room
Maddister left the chat room
Birdy7000 left the chat room
BOOM-shakalaka:
okay……
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Come on Claude, grab it…. GRAB IT!!! Claude Joseph Kache screamed at his hand. He couldn’t believe what his eyes were telling him. The Worthier promised him comfort and secrecy not this! Not a workhouse! He stared at a grimy woman in a red bathrobe with a net in her hair; she was smiling like a porcelain doll, although her eyes were screaming like everybody else’s. Focus! Pull on that rope, PULL ON THAT ROPE!! His hands weren’t obeying; they kept filling in his creation: Paramountoma. His creation! He didn’t even know what he was making at the time! He only thought the Worthier kidnapped Adora and that they would make her be a servant at the capitol building. Claude wanted to sit down and cry over his beautiful daughter that was taken away before this cruelty happened. Was this nastiness alive before they even took her? Before they made me make Paramountoma? He wondered. He wanted to break those needles containing Paramountoma, stopping from innocent children from getting it and rid the world of this controlling disease.
CLAUDE!! Pull on that rope now!! His eyes were the only thing he could control, along with his thoughts. His eyes showed his a rope that led to a huge window that opened if you pulled on that rope. If that window opened, the Tenebrous would shatter at the light, thus no longer controlling the people infested people with Paramountoma. Thus, he would be the hero and everyone would love him, other than think of him as a nerdy science freak.
“Ah, who do we have here? Ummm….” Worthier Fake hovered over Mr.Kache, Flipping through the papers on his beat up clipboard, barring a fat list of names infected with Paramountoma. My Paramountoma. Mr.Kache wailed in his mind like a fat spoiled baby.
“Ah! Mr. Claude Joseph Kache, the creator of our beloved government. Did I say government? Oh well you should know the Tenebrous use Paramountoma to control the people to vote for Worthiest Cecil, making him rule as High President for all his life, causing more and more people to bow at his feet, therefore making the world most powerful leaders nothing but a stain on his rug. Wouldn’t that be something? And it’s your entire fault.” Worthier Fake sang, his voice sounding like a dying duck.
“At least you might get your daughter back. Maybe, probably not.” His overgrown belly shook like an earthquake hit as laughed diabolically. Don’t take this guy Claude! You’re better than him. Once you’re done with him he’ll be laying on the floor bleeding. Mr.Kache thought as Worthier Fake terrorized other sufferers. You’ll get him, eventually…
Chapter4
Plan B
From:Tunafish34@.com.com
To: Birdy700@thenerdy.com;BOOMshakalaka@zmail.com; Maddister@zmail.com;
Message: Guys! S.O.S! My parents grounded me from the computer!! This is my last e-mail!! If it’s vitally important, call me!! We have to sneak out tonight and steal Mr.Kache’s papers!! Same time! 11:30!! Wear black!!
Oh no, oh no, oh no! What’s Mentuna’s number?!?! Madison searched her brain trying to remember. She scrambled up the stairs, dodging a wad of books, earphones, and pens. She grabbed her old yearbook from the 5th grade from her secret box of secrets that was a pink treasure chest that was patched with duct tape because her younger sister had used it as a stool, scrambling for her picture page. YES! There it is! Madison’s eyes read over the page that was littered with neat (For 5th graders) handwriting:
Hey Maddy! Call me! (654)357 -3214 H.A.G.S!!!!!!
Madison dropped the old yearbook and dashed to the phone and jabbed in the numbers. Beeeeeeeeeeep................beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep................beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep...........
"Hello?"
"Hey, is Mentuna there?" Madison asked the hot-sounding boy on the other end.
“Uhh... Yeah just one sec.” After distant whining and a couple remote squeals and giggles from younger sounding girls, Mentuna’s worn voice crackled on the phone,
“Yes?”
“Hey yeah, it’s Madison and look, I live closest to the school, and it takes me At least a half hour for me to get there! We can’t do it fast enough!” And just to be on Mentuna’s side on this one, “Like you said the cameras and guards might see us and we’ll be in jail before you can say ‘Santa stole my cookies.’” Madison spoke quickly.
“Santa stole your cookies?” Mentuna asked slowly.
“Santa stole my cookies.” Madison nodded.
“Isn’t he supposed to?” Mentuna stated, and Madison just laughed.
“Okay…? So what do you propose we do?” Mentuna asked.
“Well, I say we use Berdy’s knowledge of where the camera’s ‘Angels and patterns’, find the camera’s and he shuts them down on the way over to the school, that way we could run to the school without being caught.” Madison bit her lip hopefully. Mentuna didn’t respond for a while.
“Madison? You’re amazing! I’ll-” She stopped, realizing her issue. “E-mail the others. Would you mind doing that for me?” Before Madison could respond, Mentuna thanked her and hung up. Madison sighed and hung up as well, and emanated to the computer, where she was already logged in; nobody had used it after she last logged off.
From:Maddister@zmail.com
To: Birdy700@thenerdy.com;BOOMshakalaka@zmail.com;
Message: Guys, I called up Mentuna and we decided we’re going to creep in the school ourselves and take and/or take pictures of them. Okay? Okay. We meet at 12:00 and it should take around 20 minutes. Berdy? You’re going to sneak up to the cameras and rewire them. Or just turn them off as stealthily as possible.
Madison sighed as she pulled away from her desk and plopped like a water drop on a pool of water onto her bed and took a needed long nap.
Chapter 5
Circumambulating
Adelphia was the last to Arrive at The field. Everyone else was already there, dripping in black cloths. She pulled her itchy hat on her blonde head.
“Okay. Berdy, I’m afraid you’re going first. Lead us to the nearest camera, the rest of us are stopping behind a house, mail box, anything bigger than you. Got it everyone?” Mentuna took charge. Every mumbled what she presumed was agreeing.
“Okay, Berdy.” She gestured forward, as he strode past her, trying to act confident, but inside, he was carrying the weight of the world.
Berdy crept up next to Katy Robertson’s house, with others following, their shoes squeaking with the water on the green grass. He crept forward, his left hand behind him, signaling to the others to stay there. He slowly snuck up to the fence, and inched over to the gate. He tried as hard as possible without looking; he was focused on the window inside with the light on. Why are we in a back yard anyway? Berdy asked himself. The latch couldn’t proceed any further. Berdy tip-toed back to his group.
“Guys it’s locked!” Berdy panicked.
“ Umm… Uhh… I don’t… know.” Mentuna confessed, her brow knit together, and her head hung low. There was a short stunned silence.
“Hey Madison, don’t you, like, have a brown belt or something?” Adelphia threw in saving the following awkward silence. The heaviness in the air thinned.
“Yes. Yes I do!” Madison standing straighter with her hands on her hip. Adelphia knew her well enough that that was her superhuman pose.
So…! Kick the latch open with your super karate skills!” Adelphia kicked the wet grass.
“But-the people inside will hear.” Madison objected.
“Madison? Why do we have legs?” Mentuna butted in, leaving Adelphia out.
“To model them?” Madison struck her black-clothed leg out with her hands remaining on her hips and her lips puckered out. Mentuna stared at her, unenthusiastically.
“No, to run.”
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Berdy was kneeling down in front of the bird house that was disguising a hidden camera in the Robertson’s front yard.
“Come on Berdy! Their coming, their coming!” Adelphia cheered stressfully, after Berdy’s world-ending-trip right after they kicked the gate, and now neighbors in bathrobes and fuzzy pajamas flooded from their homes, trying to visualize the scene, while the Robertson’s spilled out of their house trying to realize why some kids are wrecking their birdhouse of all things. That’s probably Why their screaming birdy, poor crazy kids. Mr. Robertson thought.
“Berdy!!” Mentuna screamed in stress while Berdy stood on his tip-toes, trying to visualize the wires of the camera better.
“Got it…almost…there….! GOT IT!!!” Berdy stood and ran with his friends, despondent about the fact they didn’t have time to acknowledge his help. They ran in the general direction of the school, trying to shake off any following nosy neighbors.
“I think we lost them all… By the way Thanks Berdy, you do well under pressure.” Mentuna patted him on the back weakly, exhausted from running around the neighborhood.
“Thanks…I guess….I do…” HE took a deep gulp of air and splatted on the grass below him, wondering where the others were; they split up when they were chased.
Adelphia came back later with Madison, both breathing heavily.
“We shook them off…” Madison breathed.
“Not really though.” A deep, heavy, rough yet silky, hair-rising, yet comforting voice smirked in the abyss behind the two girls. Everyone turned around to see a small herd of cops.
“Bye.” Adelphia squeaked as they ran as fast as they could; each taking separate ways, unplanned.
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Mentuna didn’t run for very long, in worry that her lungs might burst along with the others, which she thought was trailing behind her. She parked on a swing, leaning on the chain with her tired hands.
“Okay guys, I think….we are set for…. A break… Agreed?” She panted, looking down at the woodchips.
“Guys?” She bothered to look up, only to find nothing. She sighed, and heaved herself up. Where’d they go? She turned her head all around, sucking in her surroundings. I have no idea where I am. She took out her Lucky compass that she found in the sandbox when she was 8. She studied it and twirled it, giving it her undivided attention. This doesn’t help at all!! She shoved it back in her pocket. She looked up at the street sign at the corner across the street from the park she was at. 149 N.? That means we-I passed the school. She pulled out her compass and looked at the directions. Okay, this way’s south, she turned to her right. And this way’s north, She turned to her left. I have no idea where to go! She groaned and tossed her head back. Okay, you’ve had your break, let’s go find a gas station with a phone book. Maybe it’ll have the school listed. Hopefully…. She thought, as she went to the brighter side, north.
She walked and walked aimlessly, trying to find a somewhat busy road that might have a gas station, or maybe just find her school. She kicked a pebble, making it scuttle across the pavement. It took her a while to find it again it was so dark out, with no streetlights. What lame-o street doesn’t have streetlights? She thought as she turned the corner onto a wider road. A car whooshed by, crushing her rock and scaring Mentuna to death. She stuttered backwards and landed on her butt on hard pavement. Who has pavement in their front yard? And who is driving at 2:00 in the morning?! Then again I bet I’m the one looking like an idiot, if he saw me… She stood and tried as hard as she could to get the small black rocks off her jeans. She looked up towards the truck that nearly killed her, following the headlights. There, all lit up with its spectacular bright lights, was a gas station.
Mentuna dragged her worn feet across the street as she began to predict the future because of this gas station. I’ll find a phonebook, then I’ll find the school first, then I’ll get the papers, sneak out, find some way to do something with the papers…. What are we doing with the papers? She considered the thought but stopped when she reached the phone book. She shrugged lightly and flipped to the right page. I can’t believe I didn’t recognize it before!! Mentuna sighed as she realized the school wasn’t but 3 blocks west. She dropped the phonebook and left it hanging on a chain and headed west.
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Madison wiped her stringy and sweaty hair from her face. She stood up and analyzed a plan to find the school. Well, I’m in the middle of a parking lot for a shopping center. What shopping center? Madison wondered, and looked up to find the old, yellow, run down, barely lit up, filled with dead bugs and gross black splotches sign.
The fortuitous Shopping center
Andrew’s Fresh fruit Windows Emporium
Hobby Hall Karate
Not very convenient… Madison thought as she passed the fruit stand. How would a small, wooden fruit stand make a sign like that? She sat on the curb and wondered what to do. Well, I have to find out where I am. Don’t want to start heading north if I want to go north. Hmm… Madison tilted her head and tried as hard as she could to remember the buildings that whizzed by when she ran from the Hulk guy.
Okay, so we were at the park when we got separated, so the school was… she pictured the route from her house to the school, and lucked out when she saw in her brain that in order to get to the school, you had to pass the park. Brilliant!!! You’re so smart Madison. She nodded proudly. Okay, so you went southeast, and then you turned the corner, then you dodged that truck-YEAH!! Right by the dentists’ office, then you crossed the street and landed here. She looked at the road where she came from and crossed the parking lot.
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She stood behind the Dentist’s office, shivering of apprehension.
“Where’d sh’ go?” The leader of the drunken perverts asked each other.
“I dunno…….?” A goon slurred. The leader had a greasy want to-be curly moustache and a gross pullover that was only 2, inch long hairs.
“Come out sweetie… we ain’t gunner hurt you………” His left leg slugged towards the dark alley where Mentuna was hiding.
Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Madison prayed in her head. She glanced to her left where there was a tiny space between the corner of the building and the recycling bin, and considered moving, and risking the chance of them seeing her.
They’ll see you! Don’t do it Madison! She closed her eyes tight and hugged her knees harder.
“There sheee is…..!” The leader drunk pointed with a dirty crooked finger right in between her eyes and Madison’s blood turned to ice.
GET UP!!! Madison’s head screamed, but she stood like a deer in front of a pair of headlights as the high, pitiful bundle of creeps stumble-jogged towards Madison like diseased elephants. Madison was too frozen and terrified to laugh at their pathetic run, and finally came to her senses and squeezed in between the corner of the building and the trash can. She dared not stay, for one of them was skin and bone –Poor guy- and –if he had enough brains- could follow her out. She ran to the opposite side of the shiny building, more posthaste then the mile she had to run a year ago in P.E. AS she ran away she wanted to laugh, but was too terrified, when she heard a sound that she would describe as a “obstreperous, preposterous” (Go ahead, look ‘em up!) noise of the goons crashing into the boxes and bins Madison was hiding next to. Did they just notice I was gone? HA! She thought. She glanced down a road out o habit of ‘looking both ways before you cross the street’ and recognized from her brain recollection of running from the Hulk guy. She slowed down and looked down the road, making sure she was right. She breathed hard. Yeah it looks familiar, she thought as she shrugged and turned into the dark road.
Up ahead the road, Madison saw a streetlight dimly light up an old, haunted-looking castle with vines crawling up half of it. Hey… hey that’s the school! THAT’S THE SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!! She giggled in delight and jogged down the road. She saw a dark figure kicking a rock under the streetlight. Just someone who lives around here… Madison thought, her palms wet and insides shaky. She checked her watch. At 1:15 AM?? I don’t think so! She stopped mid-run And her foot slammed on the pavement with a loud and slightly painful whack. The figure’s head rose and his face was dark and shadowy. Her brain went blank as the black smudge ran closer…and closer…..and closer…
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Berdy doesn’t like to run. Much less any sporting thing, including P.E. Especially P.E. Berdy always called it Pee. Real mature the girls would sing and rolled their eyes and popped their gum.
Today, Berdy was running like the world was ending behind him and if he went a millisecond slower he would fall into the deep abyss of the cracking earth. GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! His brain commanded his legs. Luckily, Berdy was smart enough to go the general direction where the school was, so he was headed the right direction.
His legs were beginning to numb up, so he slowed his pace and sat on the curb. He sat and brethed for a while and his brain began to wonder. His legs were beginning to numb up, so he slowed his pace and sat on the curb. He sat and breathed for a while and his brain began to wonder. What will happen after we get the papers? Did Mentuna really think this through? He asked himself, as he threw himself against the wetgrass. What will the papers say? Are they just Mr.Kache trying to be cool writing CONFIDENTIOL all over his papers? Is he WORTHY of confidential papers?
“I should really get going now...” Berdy said to himself. He pushed himself off the ground and brushed off the extra grass that stuck to his pants and shirt. His hands were on his thighs when he heard someone plop themselves on the grass where he was sitting. He whipped around, the grass squeaking against his sneakers.
“Hello. Where’s Mentuna?” Abiba’s head was tilted and her nose was scrunched and was obviously worn. Berdy’s eyes were wide and a corner of his mouth was drawn towards his eye.
“Abia?! What are you doing here?” Berdy knelt down next to his friend’s younger sister, concerned.
“I saw Mentuna leave the house and I wanted to come and help her beat up the monster,” She punched the air. Monster? Berdy wondered. “So I followed her- but I stayed far away so I can watch your backs if the monster came and when that scary guy I ran to the nearest person, which is you.” She looked up, the grass twirled and tangled in her finger from her playing with it when she was talking. Berdy was speechless. She looked back down and played with the grass some more.
“But I couldn’t keep up with you ‘cause you run really fast so when you stopped here…” She shrugged and looked up again. “I’m sorry.” Berdy sat there a moment, taking this all in.
“Okay, but is it okay if you come with us? We don’t have time to take you home…..” Berdy checked his watch.
“1:15….. Aren’t you tired? It’s 1:15 in the morning!!!!!” Berdy asked. In respond, she yawned and her eyes fell.
“Yessss.” Her head fell back and her eyes closed. Berdy’s hand hooked under her head and he picked her up and her head fell on her shoulder.
“Abiba? We should be getting to the school in about 10 or 15 minutes. Is that good enough do you think?” He asked her, but she was already asleep. “I think so.” He answered himself.
Berdy peeked around the corner and found the school, dimly lighted by a yellow streetlamp.
“Abiba? Sweetie we’re here.” He nudged her awake.
“Huh? Oh, hi Berdy.” She mumbled as she slid down his body. She rubbed her eye. “So, what now Berdy?” She looked up at him. Berdy took in a deep breath.
“Well, first, we have to wait for everybody to come. Then we go visit one of our teachers, borrow a report we want back, and come home. Oh, and, don’t tell mommy, okay? This is really secret.” He took her hand and led her to the school.
“Okay…” She sniffed.
Berdy’s head popped up, hearing something. What was that? He looked down the road, squinting, and made out a running figure, moving towards them.
“Who’s…” Abiba began, but silenced when Berdy moved her behind him protectively. He saw the person stop mid-run and he heard their foot slammed on the pavement with a loud whack. He squinted harder, trying to identify the person. He felt Abiba poke her head out. Mentuna? Adelphia? He leaned in closer, and began to walk forward. No, it’s Madison!
“Madison!! Hey, Madison!” He ran closer and closer and closer to her.
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wat you think? too emotional?? is it good? worthy of publishing?? eh?? anywho sorry it was long but wateve..... sorry for that... and the names, eye colors (if any) have meanings, so here's the links to the websites so you can look them up. :)
http://http//www.babyhold.com/list/German_Baby_Names/Berdy/details/ that's Berdy's name
Adelphia-http://http//www.whattoexpect.com/pregnancy/baby-name-finder/names/Adelphia.aspx
madison-http://http//www.babynameguide.com/results.asp?strSearch=madison sorry for the ads on this one, btw it's the very top one. ;)
mentuna- sorry guys i can't find a single website that has the meaning for metnuna BUT- i just read over the story and note in the begining of chapter 1 it says "being her trustworthy slef..." I remembered her name means trustworthy!! HA!!
also, the 16 digit number on the back of their monitores....? well you know how on the cell phone there are numbers on the letter button's?? well it's just their names in number mode. and if their name wasn't 16 digets long, then i just created a last name that i (sadly) forgot. XD
That's all folks!
XD
Paramountoma
Paramount: Chief in importance or impact; supreme; preeminent.
Don't turn around. Do NOT turn around. Adelphia thought. Her red eyes barely poked around the bumpy, cold metal wall of her bedroom corner.
"Ladies and gentleman do NOT panic. There is a vaccine. Make an appointment at the capitol building. Report your children ages 0-16 at the capitol building. During this era of unhealthiness, there will be absolutely NO leaving the building you are presently in. This virus is EVERYWHERE..." the TV sang in her living room that was cluttered in beer cans and rotting pizza boxes.
Adelphia turned back into her dark, cold room. Paramountoma? Vaccine? NEEDLE?!?! NOT ME!
Out of her peripheral view, she saw her mom, dressed in her red fuzzy robe, bringing out her green eyes, her hair in a thin web of knots sticking up from a flat-pillow nap, coming over to her room. Adelphia gently closed the room and stripped off her pajama pants and the put on half of her jeans. Light spilled in her cold room.
"Why the hell are you in your jeans?"
"I'm getting ready for school." Adelphia bit her lip and wouldn't make eye contact with her mom.
"Why...?" Her mom shifted her weight and tilted her head in annoyance. Adelphia hesitated. Uuuuuuhhhhhhh.......
"ANSWER ME!" Bevvy screamed and stumbled over to Adelphia, coughing every now and then. Adelphia looked down in horror as her mother stuttered closer, trying so hard to reach her, coughing harder and harder. Eventually she lost the need and lie there, coughing.
Adelphia dared not move, after hearing the scary news of Paramountoma. She closed her eyes and held her breath and quivered over her rapidly coughing mom. The girl stumbled down the hall, scrambled for the telephone in the kitchen and called the paramedics.
"Help please help my mom is on the floor and she won’t stop coughing...." Adelphia said rapidly.
"Look kid I'm sorry, but your mom's got the Paramountoma and look, there's nothing we can do about it- the Worthier demanded we stay in the building we dwell in currently, so, sorry bud." and the dolt hung up; the ringing of the one-tone buzz sang evilly in her brain. She didn't even notice the coughing stop.
"OH sweetheart I'm fine, but I really got to go! I'll be back, eventually.........." Bevvy smiled cheezily with a hint of evil to it. "Mom you got to listen to me you’re really sick we got to go-"
"YES! Go! I'll go!" Again, cheesy-creepy smile and a turn towards the stairs. Adelphia was horrified. Eh-t-h-w-g-o? Adelphia's horror changed to rage.
Adelphia sat there, her chest heaving. The girl clambered up the couch and leaned on the window, trying to get a better view. She wished she didn't. There she saw... her mom, dressed in her red fuzzy robe, bringing out her green eyes, her hair in a thin web of knots sticking up from a flat-pillow nap, stumbling down the road, to the capitol building, where gross, polluted smoke was tumbling out of it. Adelphia took a shaky breath. Why is she going to a flippin' workhouse?!
Chapter 1
Past, present, and possible future
"...Okay so instead of teaching you about Presidents and all that old news I’m going to tell you about dieses! Nowadays they’re actually coming up with ways to invent dieses believe it or not..."
Adelphia flicked Mentuna’s knee.
"Hey. Mentuna. I need to tell you something!" Mentuna, with long brown hair always pulled into a ponytail at the back of her head so it wasn't in her face and had darting blue eyes. Using those, her gaze shot between Mr. Kache and Adelphia. Being her trustworthy self.....
"What is it?"
"Did you hear that Mr. Kache always wanted to be the science teacher?"
"NOOOOO! Considering the fact we haven’t learned ANYTHING about past and present
leaders, I would have NEVER guessed!" They quietly giggled but stopped and turned their heads to find Mr. Kache staring at them angrily, his arms barley folding over his fat belly.
"If you want to talk so bad, how about you talk on your way to the principal’s office." Adelphia barely caught a glimpse of Berdy staring up at the standing Mentuna and Adelphia, staring at them and quietly mumbling. Ricarda shrugged. What a weird-o.
Adelphia’s vision returned as she blinked off the blurbs of the flashback. MENTUNA!! She’d know what to do. She always does.... She shoved off the couch and onto the cluttered floor, searching for the kitchen. She grabbed the phone and punched in her numbers.
Beeeeeeeeeeep................beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep................beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep...........
"Hello?"
"Hello is Mentuna there?" Adelphia said, trying to stay calm.
"Yeah just one second, MMEENNTTUUNNAA!!!!!!" The girl screamed away from the phone, although Adelphia’s ears still wrung. After a while, (And a few bumping and distant crying) Mentuna picked up the phone.
"Sup Mentuna on the phone, talk to me!"
"Mentuna it’s Adelphia." She nervously stroked the wire, nearly ripping off the rubber stuff. Silence.
"Look, Adelphia, I swore that I would never-EVER- say ANYTHING to you at all so I’m going to hang up now! And I suggest you DON'T call back!" More silence. No slam or obnoxious ringing.
"Mentuna, I know your still there. I know you. You don't need to be friends with me or anything but-" Adelphia began.
"But what?! You want something don't you! Well guess what Blondie you’re not going to get it!" Mentuna began.
"IT'S ABOUT THIS FREAKIN' DIESEASE!!!" That shut her up. "Look my mom got it-" Adelphia started but got-
"Isn't that a good thing? You hate your mom. Now she's gone! Live your life freely!!" Mentuna spoke.
"I think Mr. Kache has something to do with it. Not with just my mom getting it, but the whole Country."
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"Berdy, are you there?" Mentuna asked him on the phone.
"Present." He replied, in his low far-away tone.
"Maddy?"
"I go by Madison now, thank you." She sang in her quietly thinking voice.
"Okay I guess that means we're all here!" Adelphia sang happily.
"Yay." Mentuna said in a flat mutter, dampening her cheer. Looooooooooong awkward silence. "So, Berdy, I need YOU to hack into the Security Online Database and send me- BY E-MAIL- the patterns and exact angles. You also tell me if they have some cops roaming the streets and if they do write down their patterns as well. Got it?" Mentuna Bossed. No one complains about her leadership. It's just the natural flow of things. She's the leader.
"Got it chief. Would you like fries with that?" He and everyone else giggled.
"Uh, Mentuna? Problem here. The security camera rotates too fast for us to sneack past." Madison spoke up.
"Thank you Maddy. Son...... Anyway she is correct I’m afraid we have to do this and have to do this fast-" Mentuna began.
"Ummm.... Mentuna?? I do believe they don't know what we’re doing exactly....." Adelphia added. She could just picture Mentuna scowling over the phone.
"Okay, I need to tell you guys what’s up but not by phone but by Chat room. Using your E-mail. Got it everyone? I need everyone's E-mail and everyone needs each other’s. Phone isn't working out. Agreed?" Everyone agreed. After everyone shared their e-mails they all hung up and logged onto the computer.
Tunafish34:
Hey guys, here’s the details. Adelphia called me up earlier and said she might know who’s behind Paramountoma.
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Right after my mom got it.
Maddister:
OMG your MOM got it?!
Birdy7000:
What happened?!
Tunafish34:
GUYS!!! Focus! So after Adelphia’s mom got it she called me up and told me about how she proposes Mr.Kache is involved somehow.
BOOM-Shakalaka:
I think he's a secret undercover cop who inspects teenage diseases and medical health. You forgot that Mentuna.
Tunafish34:
I did for a reason. SO- what we plan to do is fly a toy helicopter around town, with a tiny camera attached, maneuvering over to the school, into a doorway or through a window leading to Mr.Kache's office. Berdy you got one of those?
Birdy7000:
Helicopter? Check. Camera? No. but I have the right parts and the right amount of time.
Tunafish34:
Excellent! Madison any kinks?
Maddister:
Yup. Rumor has it Mr.Kache is a creep-o. I think he sleeps, eats, lives in his office! I bet he'll die there too! The door with have to be sealed 50 times to cover up the stench!
BOOM-Shakalaka:
EEEEEEWWWW!!!!! Where'd you dig THAT up?!?
Tunafish34:
GUYS! I SWEAR DO YOU HAV A.D.D?!?!? Anyhow, it doesn’t matter if Mr.Kache does stay in his office late, he's stuck in there cause of Paramountoma! Anyway, we need to do this late, when he's asleep. That gives Berdy more time. Got it?
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Sure thing
Birdy7000:
Yuppers peppers.
Maddister:
You got it chief!
Tunafish34:
Okay. Call me if there are ANY issues! BTW Berdy I still need the angles and patterns.
Tunafish34 left the chat room
Maddister left the chat room
Birdy7000 left the chat room
BOOM-Shakalaka left the chat room.
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Berdy pushed himself away from his desk, barely noticing the time(3:46), jumped off, and scrambled through his "Spare and old parts" box. He dug up a bunch of Hard Drives, Mother Board parts, CPUs, RAMs, DRAMs, L2Caches, Chip sets, blah, blah, blah- HA! Finally, an old USB webcam!
"Score!" Berdy whispered to himself. HE got up and strode over to his "Handheld electronics" box and drilled into it.
"PDAs, PDA Accessories, Calculators, Voice recorder- DA-DING! A cell!" Berdy mumbled. He snapped the small battery case out and stole the battery. Now all I need is my old 80's cell phone...... he grabbed his wheelie-chair and dragged it over to his bookcase, stood on it (Trying hard not to fall) and peered over his top bookcase shelf. His eyes widened and he leaped off the wheelie-chair, causing it to slam into the laundry hamper by the wall.
"AudRAAAA!!!!!" He yelled out his doorway.
"You called your highness?" Audra asked sweetly, rocking back and forth on her toes, her hands behind her back.
"What did you do with my 80's cell phone?!" He demanded. Audra stopped rocking and sat there with her mouth open and her finger up for a moment, then whipped around, her hair nearly whipping Berdy in the face, and bolted out the door, up the stairs and down the hallway and disappeared somewhere Berdy couldn't see. He tried to wipe the felling of hair away from his face and chased her up the stairs. Berdy ran over to the kitchen, filled with huge cabinets, knowing she was in one of them.
"Audra i know you in here!! Where's my phone!?" He listened for a small giggle and flew open the highest one, above the counter where the stool was. Duh. She screamed and scrambled up the cabinet, trying to get to the top.
"Audra get down here!! Give me my phone!! AUDRA!!!" Berdy yelled. She squealed and finally got to the top.
"Audra!! Where is it Audra?!" Her eyes darted up for a second and her eyes began to water.
"AUDRA!!!" Berdy screamed, trying to get her down. She bawled. He froze when he heard a loud grunt behind him. He turned to find his dad, crossing his arms over his chest, his glare blazing a hole in Berdy's head.
"Daddy! Daddy he's going to hurt me! Daddy help!" She wailed, while he carried her down.
"Shhhh there, there, your brother won’t hurt you anymore." He said 'brother' as if it was satin himself. He turned, leaving Audra's wet face, sticky and covered in hair, tongue sticking out and smiling, yet still uttering faint whimpering noises, facing him.
You evil little monstrosity. He steamed as he paced back into his room. Berdy slammed his door only to open it again, suddenly making the connection as of the whereabouts of his cellphone. Her hands were behind her back, she ran to the cabinets, where the stool was already prepared, and it’s on top of the cabinets!! He slipped on the rug while skidding to the kitchen, and scrambled up the counter. He peered over the top, sneezing on the cloud of dust Audra left behind. After the sneeze attack, he dared to look over it again, finding his 80's phone, broken and sad. Berdy’s eyes began to water (Because of the dust) as he slipped his hands under the little string of plastic old cell phone parts. At least the antenna is still alive. He grabbed the antenna and sulked to his room.
Birdy7000:
METUNA WHEN EXACTLY ARE WE LEAVING?! MY SISTER KINDA RUINED HALF OF THE CAMERA! S.O.S!
He clicked the send button to his e-mail and scowled over to his bed while he tinkered with his camera. Berdy cut the antenna to a smaller size, wiring in the wires into the camera, while piecing the other half to a video receiver, while hooking that up to his computer. After a few minutes of moving the antenna around, trying to get a good signal, he finally got a clear view of his backside. YES!! He twirled around, thrusting his fist to his side in victory.
Da-ring! Berdy turned to find a new e-mail from Tunafish34:
From:Tunafish34@.com.com
To: Birdy700@thenerdy.com;BOOMshakalaka@wmail.com; Maddister@wmail.com;
Message: We're departing the chopper @ 11:30; we'll fly it so high the cameras won't notice. I need Berdy to hack into the schools website and find any openings, specifically the roof. NOW! DON’T PROCRASTINATE!
**END OF MESSAGE**
Yes sir. Berdy thought as he went into hacking mode.
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11:30? Dang I was hoping for 3:00. Madison sighed as she read the e-mail. Well, it’s only 4:00pm, nothing to do. She sulked out of the library and into her room where she flopped like a doll onto her bed. She sat there a moment, her hand on her chest, staring at the ceiling. Breathing. Living. Digesting food. When she turned over and picked up her book.
You know when you’re reading and you kind of go ADD and just stare at the words and not process them and drift away from the world in your book and kind of just think? And when you get to the end of the page you’re all confused because you don’t know what’s going on? And you’re all wondering how the heck you’re thinking about what you’re thinking? Well take your memory, and glue Madison’s face onto yours. There you go.
Why am I here? Madison thought, does the group even need me? All I do is do a spellcheck on Mentuna’s plan. THAT’S IT!! Who knows? I might trip and ruin EVERYTHING! Then again I might trip and knock over the bad guy, and then I’ll be the hero. Heroes are awesome. Especially superheroes. They have awesome powers and stuff and they only want to be normal?! Then (like I said) she stared at the end of the page with wide eyes like the page folded up and began talking to her. She sighed and put her book on her desk and strolled into the Library, logged into her e-mail. Nothing new. Hey, Adelphia’s online. She clicked on her e-mail address and requested to chat. It was immediately accepted, like her life depended on it.
Maddister:
Hey Adelphia.
BOOM-Shakalaka:
OH hey I thought you were Mentuna. I needed to do something I’m sooooooooooooooo bored!!!!!
Maddister:
Of course. After all, I’m not important. I guess I might as well sign off now…
Madison’s cursor drifted slowly to the X button, her self-esteem dropping like hail.
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Oh, no I didn’t mean that! I just need a job. Mentuna didn’t assign me one. It’s just-well…. I feel unimportant. I mean, everyone has a job
Berdy-Nerd (don’t tell him I said that ;)
Mentuna- Leader
you’re the smarty pants and… I’m just…… here.
Maddister:
You’re the one who remembered Mr.Kache! You’re not completely worthless!! You’re kind of like the hero!! It’s just, Mentuna takes the credit. That’s all. P.S I also have a brown belt in karate ;)
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Yeah, whatever. I just want 11:30 to come. Do you think there are cameras around town? Like Mentuna assumes?
Maddister:
Probably… or security guards?
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Oh psh Security guards? Mentuna’s being stupid! The paramedics wouldn’t even come to my house when my momma got it! I seriously doubt it!
Maddister:
That’s lame!
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Yeah. Sometimes I feel like abandoning this… What is this? A mission?
Maddister:
Sure.
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Okay. Sometimes I fell like, I’m not important enough……
BOOM-Shakalaka left the chat room.
Madison sulked back to her room where she honestly and truly (I promise!) read her book.
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand send! Mentuna thought as she clicked the send button on her e-mail. Hopefully everyone’s online…. She thought as she drifted away from the laptop and into the family room, where she sprawled onto the couch.
“GIVE ME MY DOLL!!!!” One of Mentuna’s siblings demanded.
“Not ‘till you give me my phone back!!” The other one replied. Mentuna sighed and slumped lower into the worn couch, as 2 of the 10 siblings raced by her, playing ponies or something, Mentuna couldn’t tell, too many siblings to tell.
“Umm, Mentuna?” A small, angelic voice came from below Mentuna’s gaze. She barely removed her stare from the picture of her dad. She always stared at it, her thoughts always floated around just staring at it, no expression, no blinking even. She looked down to find Abiba sweetly grinning at her.
“Yes sweetie?” Mentuna set her elbows on her knees, getting lower to meet Abiba’s eye level.
“I was wondering if you wanted to go jump in the leaves with me and Erma.” Erma? Not now, Erma’s been really bratty lately and…. Mentuna stared into Abiba’s wide, blue, slightly watery eyes dug deep into Mentuna’s memories, which she hoped were only brain farts.
Mentuna’s chubby 3 year old fingers wrapped around the corner, as she peered down the hallway and into the kitchen.
“You know we agreed the girls are mine!” Her mom Calantha yelled brusquely in her dad’s face, jabbing her finger into his chest and turned and, like a rumbling thunder storm, strode to the family room.
“And what? Leave the 4 boys to me?! While you have 6 girls? I want Mentuna if you want me gone!” Mentuna lifted her head at the sound of her name, while her instinct was screaming at her to reply, put she remained silent. Her dad strode after Calantha, more like a stumbling freight train, tripping over all the toys, laundry, and bibs.
“NO! If you want the girls you have to know how to be a parent and not just roll around with them in the mud!” Calantha accosting him while jabbing Mentuna’s new pink stuffed elephant into his chest. “Honestly Oscar!!” She bustled past little Mentuna, not looking down to see Mentuna’s big blue eyes, red now with tears. Calantha disappeared into someone’s room, putting things away. Mentuna’s eyes shifted over to her dad who was rubbing his temples. Mentuna sniffed without thinking, and he looked up, when he saw her face, streaked like a tigers with tears, he stormed out of the family room, into the far kitchen where Mentuna couldn’t see anymore. So she ran further down the hallway, aiming to meet up with her dad. His hand was on the back door handle when she sat on his foot crying softly,
“please daddy don’t! Please don’t leave us! We love you we don’t want to lose you please daddy!” She bawled. He bent down and gently lifted her, hugging her like no tomorrow.
“Mentuna sweetie, I love you, and I hope-I demand- you never forget that. Ever.”
Mentuna kicked and screamed while he handed her over to her mom.
“No daddy, please! Please!” She wailed as he let go of her, and after seemed life forever, strode out of her life.
“Mentuna? Hello? Heellllllloooooooo??” Abiba knocked on her knee, shaking her thoughts, and the memory. Mentuna blinked a couple times and leaned back down to her level.
Who cares if Erma is a brat. Abiba needs some fun. OH crap Paramountoma….
“Abiba Sweetie? We can’t go outside because there is an evil monster lurking around! That would be too scary!” Abiba gasped then scrunched her eyebrows together.
“No monster is too scary for Abiba. I’m going to kick him and punch him…” Abiba mumbled under her breath as she headed down the hallway towards her and Mentuna’s room. Mentuna felt guilty about her being bored for the rest of the night.
“Abiba? How about me and you play hide and seek. And you can invite whoever else wants to play. How ‘bout that?” Mentuna offered. Abiba turned with a HUGE smile on her face.
Chapter 2
The chopper
Birdy7000:
Guys I need your computer code, it’s on the back of your monitor that should be 16 digits long. K?
Tunafish34:
Mine’s 6368862743559 and what does this have anything to do with anything?
Birdy7000
Do you want to see what the helicopter is picking up?
BOOMshakalaka:
I have 742273258623297
Maddister:
623476626676337 And HOW would this help us see what the helicopter’s viewing?
Birdy7000
I collect it into a programmer when we depart the helicopter, you’ll all see what’s up.
BOOMshakalaka:
Berdy you’re a GENUIS!
It was 11:15pm and it was 15 minutes untill departure.
Birdy7000:
I know, I know. So everyone be prepared, pop some popcorn and sit back and relax (If you can) and let the master do his magic!
It swooped over tall, shiny blue glass buildings, around the small business blocks, and dodged driving people, who got stuck in their car. Luckily it didn’t catch anyone’s attention. Everyone was on their phone, reading a book, banging their head because either they were rocking out or in frustration of their boredom. Who knew?
When the chopper reached the school, everyone’s hearts were beating like there was no tomorrow. Considering the fact that this is probably illegal, there possibly won’t be. Isn’t that a happy thought? Berdy steered the helicopter slowly around the first floor first, searching for anything. Anything at all. It hovered over the dark, wet green grass that blanketed the lawn of their personal prison. Nothing at first. Everyone was so scared, but so addicted to the screen they wouldn’t go to the bathroom.
Finally they found a window to Miss. Lachance’s room, far away from Mr. Kache’s room. Miss. Lachance was in her room, cleaning the desks. He bent over and wiped at one, washing away the gross of middle school. The second she turned away to wipe another desktop, Berdy shoved the chopper rocketing towards the door. Luckily, she was one of those teachers who always had their doors open, always letting them breathe, so he had an easy escape.
Berdy slowly drove the helicopter down the halls, occasionally ramming into walls. When Audra broke something in the living room, Berdy turned and got distracted by being yelled at from his dad because ‘He didn’t watch his precious little sister’. The screen went fuzzy a bit and Berdy pictured someone clawing at the screen in worry. That would be funny to watch. Berdy thought as he adjusted the antenna and the image was free from the fuzz. Berdy jumped, startled, but calmed when he realized it was just the helicopters reflection; he’s only used to seeing his. He thrust the chopper further down the hall and over the black, swirly metal railing, dropped it, but picked it back up when he reached the first floor. He turned to the right and drifted through the empty hallway, filled with naked lockers with no numbers or slots.
It got to the small hallway where Mr.Kache’s classroom was. Berdy Started to turn it to float down the hall and into his office when Miss. Falco, a tall, bony lady who always wore tight, knee-length black skirts and a matching black jacket that made her death-looking pale skin even paler if possible and always pulled her sleek, black hair into a tight bun right smack-dack on the middle of her head, strutted like a supermodel down the hall, bending over a huge stack of white papers.
Berdy veered the chopper under the drinking fountain that always hummed, hoping the hum of the chopper would camouflage with the hum of the fountain. She stopped mid step, and her eyes got beadier. Miss. Falco glanced with a sharp whip of her head at the fountain where Berdy hid the chopper. She bent down, her lower leg turning a shade of purple because her tight skirt was cutting off her blood circulation. Ms. Falco was probably used to because her face showed no pain.
Her beady eyes darted back and forth; her eyes squinted harder until it looked like she fell asleep. After what seemed like 100 and a half years, she let out a stout breath through her nose, and briskly stood and continued down the hall towards the doors where Berdy drove the helicopter in. Berdy poked the camera out into the somewhat open air to check to see if the coast is clear. Berdy sighed and shoved the chopper out of the little nook where it was hiding and let it drift to Mr.Kache’s room.
Berdy let the chopper hover when he heard a sharp gasp. He slowly turned the helicopter around to see Miss. Falco surrounded by white papers sprawled across the floor around her. Her sharp, long fingernails were clenched on the door handles, her knees where bent and shaking. She must have realized her overreaction because her face gathered back into her tight, serious look, but her eyes had fire in them. She straightened her skirt and walked towards the chopper.
Oh no oh no oh no oh no not now! Berdy pleaded and he jammed the joystick around, looking for escape. There’s nothing! Absolutely nothing! Oh gosh please let there be something.
Berdy’s nose tickled. NO!!! DO NOT SNEEZE!! NOT NOW!! PLEASE!! Berdy’s fingers were occupied, so he couldn’t grab his nose to stop the sneeze. The prickle intensified and intensified until Berdy couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“ACH-OOOO!!!” He jerked forward, causing his thumb to jerk the up joystick, making the chopper barely dodging Miss. Falco’s grasp, and up into the unreachable air. Berdy heard a bunch of rings from his chat room inbox.
Tunafish34:
Berdy that was awesome!!
BOOM-Shakalaka:
Nice one Berdy!
Maddister:
wow. that's all i can say.
Berdy smiled to himself as he gathered himself up again. Okay, maybe there’s something up here… He thought as he twirled the camera around in a 360.
There, in perfect view, was an open window above Mr. Kache’s door, leading to his classroom. Orange electronic light shown through it, making it look like it was from heaven. In a daze, the chopper slowly drifted into Mr. Kache’s room.
Chapter 3
Mr. Kache
The chopper quietly and quickly did a 180, scanning his classroom. Clear. Berdy laughed in his head. He slowly drifted it to the right, almost slamming into the corner. Berdy sucked in a tight breath in stress. He let the helicopter hover for a second, and then collected himself and dropped the helicopter in a free-fall. He pushed it forward, into the belly of the dragon; Mr. Kache’s office.
Madison tilted her head and scrunched her eyebrows in wonder. Really Mr.Kache? Bright green walls? She rolled her eyes and focused her eyes on the screen.
Berdy moved the chopper deeper into the office revealing weird bottles filled with mysterious liquids colored purple, green-purple, green-brown-yellow, and other colors of some sort. The camera revealed boxes overflowing with science textbooks, other boxes filled to the brim with laundry. LAUNDRY! There was also CD’s, snapped and cut pencils, and in the corner was a tiny red “Government contact” button. Berdy frowned and raised his eyebrows in curiosity and drove it to it.
Madison was highly exited. She didn’t want to get up and lock the door so none of her sisters could sneak in and ruin their plan. Get up and lock the darn door. The tiny voice in the back of Madison's head whispers. Her body didn’t respond. Fine; if you’re going to just glue your ass to the darn chair might as well IM Berdy and tell him you can’t push that button without killing the helicopter. Her samrter voice barked back. That got Madison off her butt.
Maddister:
BERDY!!! YOU DON’T HAVE ANYTHING TO PUSH THE BOTTON WITH!!! STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Da-ding. Berdy groaned and twisted his neck to the bottom left corner of his monitor to read the IM. She’s got a point. He sighed.
Birdy7000:
Good point. I say we leave it for later.
Tunafish34:
What will we press it with??
Birdy7000:
Right. We’ll just have to leave the button labeled ‘Mystery’.
Berdy turned the chopper to his cluttered desk infested with white papers with a red marking on them. He hovered in closer, revealing the words ‘Confidential’ stamped all over it.
“No flippin’ way,” Berdy whispered to himself.
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Mentuna34:
Berdy can you take a super-zoomed in picture of every page?
Birdy7000:
sorry, the camera i made doesn't take pics.
Tunafish34:
oh... I say we stop Miss. Falco from calling the cops and let her destroy Berdy’s creation that- may I remind you- possibly didn’t cost a lot. Is that okay Berdy?
Birdy7000:
Yes that’s okay.
Tunafish34:
Awesome. Adios guys.
BOOM-shakalaka:
Se-ya
As told, Berdy steered the chopper out the door and into the hall, where Miss. Falco was sitting on the floor rubbing her temples, muttering something about wanting a phone to call the police. Her head slowly rose diagonally towards the humming helicopter. Berdy- against his will- sat there staring at her. She rose, stroked the side of the foam helicopter, gently nudging it to the side. She smiled cheezily with a hint of evil to it.
Adelphia’s eyes widened, her heart slightly cracking a bit. She bit her lip to stop the emerging tears. Get a grip you idiot she didn’t love you, why love her back? She asked herself. She did love me. She loved me a lot. She just didn't act like it. Her smarter brain snapped back. Mentuna allowed a small tear roll down her cheek, seeping into the small crack in-between her tooth and her lip, activating her taste buds making her taste the bitter-sweet taste of a harsh childhood.
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Tunafish34:
Okay guys rise and shine. I think last night was a success. Yes?
BOOM-shakalaka:
sure…
Maddister:
Well it wasn’t a failure.
Bidry7000:
Madison’s got a point.
Tunafish34:
Right. That’s the attitude. Happy thoughts… :)
BOOM-shakalaka:
so… what do we do now??
Tunafish34:
Hmmmm… Idea’s anyone?
Maddister:
Yeah I think I got one. I say we-ourselves- sneak into the school, get the papers, read them at home, and uncover the truth.
BOOM-shakalaka:
Question, what do we do if Mr.Kache isn’t the guy behind it? What if it’s the fleas like the plague?
Tunafish34:
Then we give up. We have nothing else were standing on nothing but a bony assumption.
BOOM-shakalaka:
Okay…
Tunafish34:
Right about Madison’s idea, I think it’s a go. We use Berdy’s worksheets on security guards and cameras to sneak around town, into the school, steal the papers, take some good, pro. Pictures, and see what do from there. Everyone agree?
Birdy7000:
I like it.
Maddister:
sounds good.
Tunafish34:
Awesome. We meet tomorrow.
Tunafish34 left the chat room
Maddister left the chat room
Birdy7000 left the chat room
BOOM-shakalaka:
okay……
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Come on Claude, grab it…. GRAB IT!!! Claude Joseph Kache screamed at his hand. He couldn’t believe what his eyes were telling him. The Worthier promised him comfort and secrecy not this! Not a workhouse! He stared at a grimy woman in a red bathrobe with a net in her hair; she was smiling like a porcelain doll, although her eyes were screaming like everybody else’s. Focus! Pull on that rope, PULL ON THAT ROPE!! His hands weren’t obeying; they kept filling in his creation: Paramountoma. His creation! He didn’t even know what he was making at the time! He only thought the Worthier kidnapped Adora and that they would make her be a servant at the capitol building. Claude wanted to sit down and cry over his beautiful daughter that was taken away before this cruelty happened. Was this nastiness alive before they even took her? Before they made me make Paramountoma? He wondered. He wanted to break those needles containing Paramountoma, stopping from innocent children from getting it and rid the world of this controlling disease.
CLAUDE!! Pull on that rope now!! His eyes were the only thing he could control, along with his thoughts. His eyes showed his a rope that led to a huge window that opened if you pulled on that rope. If that window opened, the Tenebrous would shatter at the light, thus no longer controlling the people infested people with Paramountoma. Thus, he would be the hero and everyone would love him, other than think of him as a nerdy science freak.
“Ah, who do we have here? Ummm….” Worthier Fake hovered over Mr.Kache, Flipping through the papers on his beat up clipboard, barring a fat list of names infected with Paramountoma. My Paramountoma. Mr.Kache wailed in his mind like a fat spoiled baby.
“Ah! Mr. Claude Joseph Kache, the creator of our beloved government. Did I say government? Oh well you should know the Tenebrous use Paramountoma to control the people to vote for Worthiest Cecil, making him rule as High President for all his life, causing more and more people to bow at his feet, therefore making the world most powerful leaders nothing but a stain on his rug. Wouldn’t that be something? And it’s your entire fault.” Worthier Fake sang, his voice sounding like a dying duck.
“At least you might get your daughter back. Maybe, probably not.” His overgrown belly shook like an earthquake hit as laughed diabolically. Don’t take this guy Claude! You’re better than him. Once you’re done with him he’ll be laying on the floor bleeding. Mr.Kache thought as Worthier Fake terrorized other sufferers. You’ll get him, eventually…
Chapter4
Plan B
From:Tunafish34@.com.com
To: Birdy700@thenerdy.com;BOOMshakalaka@zmail.com; Maddister@zmail.com;
Message: Guys! S.O.S! My parents grounded me from the computer!! This is my last e-mail!! If it’s vitally important, call me!! We have to sneak out tonight and steal Mr.Kache’s papers!! Same time! 11:30!! Wear black!!
Oh no, oh no, oh no! What’s Mentuna’s number?!?! Madison searched her brain trying to remember. She scrambled up the stairs, dodging a wad of books, earphones, and pens. She grabbed her old yearbook from the 5th grade from her secret box of secrets that was a pink treasure chest that was patched with duct tape because her younger sister had used it as a stool, scrambling for her picture page. YES! There it is! Madison’s eyes read over the page that was littered with neat (For 5th graders) handwriting:
Hey Maddy! Call me! (654)357 -3214 H.A.G.S!!!!!!
Madison dropped the old yearbook and dashed to the phone and jabbed in the numbers. Beeeeeeeeeeep................beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep................beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep...........
"Hello?"
"Hey, is Mentuna there?" Madison asked the hot-sounding boy on the other end.
“Uhh... Yeah just one sec.” After distant whining and a couple remote squeals and giggles from younger sounding girls, Mentuna’s worn voice crackled on the phone,
“Yes?”
“Hey yeah, it’s Madison and look, I live closest to the school, and it takes me At least a half hour for me to get there! We can’t do it fast enough!” And just to be on Mentuna’s side on this one, “Like you said the cameras and guards might see us and we’ll be in jail before you can say ‘Santa stole my cookies.’” Madison spoke quickly.
“Santa stole your cookies?” Mentuna asked slowly.
“Santa stole my cookies.” Madison nodded.
“Isn’t he supposed to?” Mentuna stated, and Madison just laughed.
“Okay…? So what do you propose we do?” Mentuna asked.
“Well, I say we use Berdy’s knowledge of where the camera’s ‘Angels and patterns’, find the camera’s and he shuts them down on the way over to the school, that way we could run to the school without being caught.” Madison bit her lip hopefully. Mentuna didn’t respond for a while.
“Madison? You’re amazing! I’ll-” She stopped, realizing her issue. “E-mail the others. Would you mind doing that for me?” Before Madison could respond, Mentuna thanked her and hung up. Madison sighed and hung up as well, and emanated to the computer, where she was already logged in; nobody had used it after she last logged off.
From:Maddister@zmail.com
To: Birdy700@thenerdy.com;BOOMshakalaka@zmail.com;
Message: Guys, I called up Mentuna and we decided we’re going to creep in the school ourselves and take and/or take pictures of them. Okay? Okay. We meet at 12:00 and it should take around 20 minutes. Berdy? You’re going to sneak up to the cameras and rewire them. Or just turn them off as stealthily as possible.
Madison sighed as she pulled away from her desk and plopped like a water drop on a pool of water onto her bed and took a needed long nap.
Chapter 5
Circumambulating
Adelphia was the last to Arrive at The field. Everyone else was already there, dripping in black cloths. She pulled her itchy hat on her blonde head.
“Okay. Berdy, I’m afraid you’re going first. Lead us to the nearest camera, the rest of us are stopping behind a house, mail box, anything bigger than you. Got it everyone?” Mentuna took charge. Every mumbled what she presumed was agreeing.
“Okay, Berdy.” She gestured forward, as he strode past her, trying to act confident, but inside, he was carrying the weight of the world.
Berdy crept up next to Katy Robertson’s house, with others following, their shoes squeaking with the water on the green grass. He crept forward, his left hand behind him, signaling to the others to stay there. He slowly snuck up to the fence, and inched over to the gate. He tried as hard as possible without looking; he was focused on the window inside with the light on. Why are we in a back yard anyway? Berdy asked himself. The latch couldn’t proceed any further. Berdy tip-toed back to his group.
“Guys it’s locked!” Berdy panicked.
“ Umm… Uhh… I don’t… know.” Mentuna confessed, her brow knit together, and her head hung low. There was a short stunned silence.
“Hey Madison, don’t you, like, have a brown belt or something?” Adelphia threw in saving the following awkward silence. The heaviness in the air thinned.
“Yes. Yes I do!” Madison standing straighter with her hands on her hip. Adelphia knew her well enough that that was her superhuman pose.
So…! Kick the latch open with your super karate skills!” Adelphia kicked the wet grass.
“But-the people inside will hear.” Madison objected.
“Madison? Why do we have legs?” Mentuna butted in, leaving Adelphia out.
“To model them?” Madison struck her black-clothed leg out with her hands remaining on her hips and her lips puckered out. Mentuna stared at her, unenthusiastically.
“No, to run.”
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Berdy was kneeling down in front of the bird house that was disguising a hidden camera in the Robertson’s front yard.
“Come on Berdy! Their coming, their coming!” Adelphia cheered stressfully, after Berdy’s world-ending-trip right after they kicked the gate, and now neighbors in bathrobes and fuzzy pajamas flooded from their homes, trying to visualize the scene, while the Robertson’s spilled out of their house trying to realize why some kids are wrecking their birdhouse of all things. That’s probably Why their screaming birdy, poor crazy kids. Mr. Robertson thought.
“Berdy!!” Mentuna screamed in stress while Berdy stood on his tip-toes, trying to visualize the wires of the camera better.
“Got it…almost…there….! GOT IT!!!” Berdy stood and ran with his friends, despondent about the fact they didn’t have time to acknowledge his help. They ran in the general direction of the school, trying to shake off any following nosy neighbors.
“I think we lost them all… By the way Thanks Berdy, you do well under pressure.” Mentuna patted him on the back weakly, exhausted from running around the neighborhood.
“Thanks…I guess….I do…” HE took a deep gulp of air and splatted on the grass below him, wondering where the others were; they split up when they were chased.
Adelphia came back later with Madison, both breathing heavily.
“We shook them off…” Madison breathed.
“Not really though.” A deep, heavy, rough yet silky, hair-rising, yet comforting voice smirked in the abyss behind the two girls. Everyone turned around to see a small herd of cops.
“Bye.” Adelphia squeaked as they ran as fast as they could; each taking separate ways, unplanned.
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Mentuna didn’t run for very long, in worry that her lungs might burst along with the others, which she thought was trailing behind her. She parked on a swing, leaning on the chain with her tired hands.
“Okay guys, I think….we are set for…. A break… Agreed?” She panted, looking down at the woodchips.
“Guys?” She bothered to look up, only to find nothing. She sighed, and heaved herself up. Where’d they go? She turned her head all around, sucking in her surroundings. I have no idea where I am. She took out her Lucky compass that she found in the sandbox when she was 8. She studied it and twirled it, giving it her undivided attention. This doesn’t help at all!! She shoved it back in her pocket. She looked up at the street sign at the corner across the street from the park she was at. 149 N.? That means we-I passed the school. She pulled out her compass and looked at the directions. Okay, this way’s south, she turned to her right. And this way’s north, She turned to her left. I have no idea where to go! She groaned and tossed her head back. Okay, you’ve had your break, let’s go find a gas station with a phone book. Maybe it’ll have the school listed. Hopefully…. She thought, as she went to the brighter side, north.
She walked and walked aimlessly, trying to find a somewhat busy road that might have a gas station, or maybe just find her school. She kicked a pebble, making it scuttle across the pavement. It took her a while to find it again it was so dark out, with no streetlights. What lame-o street doesn’t have streetlights? She thought as she turned the corner onto a wider road. A car whooshed by, crushing her rock and scaring Mentuna to death. She stuttered backwards and landed on her butt on hard pavement. Who has pavement in their front yard? And who is driving at 2:00 in the morning?! Then again I bet I’m the one looking like an idiot, if he saw me… She stood and tried as hard as she could to get the small black rocks off her jeans. She looked up towards the truck that nearly killed her, following the headlights. There, all lit up with its spectacular bright lights, was a gas station.
Mentuna dragged her worn feet across the street as she began to predict the future because of this gas station. I’ll find a phonebook, then I’ll find the school first, then I’ll get the papers, sneak out, find some way to do something with the papers…. What are we doing with the papers? She considered the thought but stopped when she reached the phone book. She shrugged lightly and flipped to the right page. I can’t believe I didn’t recognize it before!! Mentuna sighed as she realized the school wasn’t but 3 blocks west. She dropped the phonebook and left it hanging on a chain and headed west.
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Madison wiped her stringy and sweaty hair from her face. She stood up and analyzed a plan to find the school. Well, I’m in the middle of a parking lot for a shopping center. What shopping center? Madison wondered, and looked up to find the old, yellow, run down, barely lit up, filled with dead bugs and gross black splotches sign.
The fortuitous Shopping center
Andrew’s Fresh fruit Windows Emporium
Hobby Hall Karate
Not very convenient… Madison thought as she passed the fruit stand. How would a small, wooden fruit stand make a sign like that? She sat on the curb and wondered what to do. Well, I have to find out where I am. Don’t want to start heading north if I want to go north. Hmm… Madison tilted her head and tried as hard as she could to remember the buildings that whizzed by when she ran from the Hulk guy.
Okay, so we were at the park when we got separated, so the school was… she pictured the route from her house to the school, and lucked out when she saw in her brain that in order to get to the school, you had to pass the park. Brilliant!!! You’re so smart Madison. She nodded proudly. Okay, so you went southeast, and then you turned the corner, then you dodged that truck-YEAH!! Right by the dentists’ office, then you crossed the street and landed here. She looked at the road where she came from and crossed the parking lot.
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She stood behind the Dentist’s office, shivering of apprehension.
“Where’d sh’ go?” The leader of the drunken perverts asked each other.
“I dunno…….?” A goon slurred. The leader had a greasy want to-be curly moustache and a gross pullover that was only 2, inch long hairs.
“Come out sweetie… we ain’t gunner hurt you………” His left leg slugged towards the dark alley where Mentuna was hiding.
Go away! Go away! Go away! Go away! Madison prayed in her head. She glanced to her left where there was a tiny space between the corner of the building and the recycling bin, and considered moving, and risking the chance of them seeing her.
They’ll see you! Don’t do it Madison! She closed her eyes tight and hugged her knees harder.
“There sheee is…..!” The leader drunk pointed with a dirty crooked finger right in between her eyes and Madison’s blood turned to ice.
GET UP!!! Madison’s head screamed, but she stood like a deer in front of a pair of headlights as the high, pitiful bundle of creeps stumble-jogged towards Madison like diseased elephants. Madison was too frozen and terrified to laugh at their pathetic run, and finally came to her senses and squeezed in between the corner of the building and the trash can. She dared not stay, for one of them was skin and bone –Poor guy- and –if he had enough brains- could follow her out. She ran to the opposite side of the shiny building, more posthaste then the mile she had to run a year ago in P.E. AS she ran away she wanted to laugh, but was too terrified, when she heard a sound that she would describe as a “obstreperous, preposterous” (Go ahead, look ‘em up!) noise of the goons crashing into the boxes and bins Madison was hiding next to. Did they just notice I was gone? HA! She thought. She glanced down a road out o habit of ‘looking both ways before you cross the street’ and recognized from her brain recollection of running from the Hulk guy. She slowed down and looked down the road, making sure she was right. She breathed hard. Yeah it looks familiar, she thought as she shrugged and turned into the dark road.
Up ahead the road, Madison saw a streetlight dimly light up an old, haunted-looking castle with vines crawling up half of it. Hey… hey that’s the school! THAT’S THE SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!! She giggled in delight and jogged down the road. She saw a dark figure kicking a rock under the streetlight. Just someone who lives around here… Madison thought, her palms wet and insides shaky. She checked her watch. At 1:15 AM?? I don’t think so! She stopped mid-run And her foot slammed on the pavement with a loud and slightly painful whack. The figure’s head rose and his face was dark and shadowy. Her brain went blank as the black smudge ran closer…and closer…..and closer…
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Berdy doesn’t like to run. Much less any sporting thing, including P.E. Especially P.E. Berdy always called it Pee. Real mature the girls would sing and rolled their eyes and popped their gum.
Today, Berdy was running like the world was ending behind him and if he went a millisecond slower he would fall into the deep abyss of the cracking earth. GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! GO!! His brain commanded his legs. Luckily, Berdy was smart enough to go the general direction where the school was, so he was headed the right direction.
His legs were beginning to numb up, so he slowed his pace and sat on the curb. He sat and brethed for a while and his brain began to wonder. His legs were beginning to numb up, so he slowed his pace and sat on the curb. He sat and breathed for a while and his brain began to wonder. What will happen after we get the papers? Did Mentuna really think this through? He asked himself, as he threw himself against the wetgrass. What will the papers say? Are they just Mr.Kache trying to be cool writing CONFIDENTIOL all over his papers? Is he WORTHY of confidential papers?
“I should really get going now...” Berdy said to himself. He pushed himself off the ground and brushed off the extra grass that stuck to his pants and shirt. His hands were on his thighs when he heard someone plop themselves on the grass where he was sitting. He whipped around, the grass squeaking against his sneakers.
“Hello. Where’s Mentuna?” Abiba’s head was tilted and her nose was scrunched and was obviously worn. Berdy’s eyes were wide and a corner of his mouth was drawn towards his eye.
“Abia?! What are you doing here?” Berdy knelt down next to his friend’s younger sister, concerned.
“I saw Mentuna leave the house and I wanted to come and help her beat up the monster,” She punched the air. Monster? Berdy wondered. “So I followed her- but I stayed far away so I can watch your backs if the monster came and when that scary guy I ran to the nearest person, which is you.” She looked up, the grass twirled and tangled in her finger from her playing with it when she was talking. Berdy was speechless. She looked back down and played with the grass some more.
“But I couldn’t keep up with you ‘cause you run really fast so when you stopped here…” She shrugged and looked up again. “I’m sorry.” Berdy sat there a moment, taking this all in.
“Okay, but is it okay if you come with us? We don’t have time to take you home…..” Berdy checked his watch.
“1:15….. Aren’t you tired? It’s 1:15 in the morning!!!!!” Berdy asked. In respond, she yawned and her eyes fell.
“Yessss.” Her head fell back and her eyes closed. Berdy’s hand hooked under her head and he picked her up and her head fell on her shoulder.
“Abiba? We should be getting to the school in about 10 or 15 minutes. Is that good enough do you think?” He asked her, but she was already asleep. “I think so.” He answered himself.
Berdy peeked around the corner and found the school, dimly lighted by a yellow streetlamp.
“Abiba? Sweetie we’re here.” He nudged her awake.
“Huh? Oh, hi Berdy.” She mumbled as she slid down his body. She rubbed her eye. “So, what now Berdy?” She looked up at him. Berdy took in a deep breath.
“Well, first, we have to wait for everybody to come. Then we go visit one of our teachers, borrow a report we want back, and come home. Oh, and, don’t tell mommy, okay? This is really secret.” He took her hand and led her to the school.
“Okay…” She sniffed.
Berdy’s head popped up, hearing something. What was that? He looked down the road, squinting, and made out a running figure, moving towards them.
“Who’s…” Abiba began, but silenced when Berdy moved her behind him protectively. He saw the person stop mid-run and he heard their foot slammed on the pavement with a loud whack. He squinted harder, trying to identify the person. He felt Abiba poke her head out. Mentuna? Adelphia? He leaned in closer, and began to walk forward. No, it’s Madison!
“Madison!! Hey, Madison!” He ran closer and closer and closer to her.
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wat you think? too emotional?? is it good? worthy of publishing?? eh?? anywho sorry it was long but wateve..... sorry for that... and the names, eye colors (if any) have meanings, so here's the links to the websites so you can look them up. :)
http://http//www.babyhold.com/list/German_Baby_Names/Berdy/details/ that's Berdy's name
Adelphia-http://http//www.whattoexpect.com/pregnancy/baby-name-finder/names/Adelphia.aspx
madison-http://http//www.babynameguide.com/results.asp?strSearch=madison sorry for the ads on this one, btw it's the very top one. ;)
mentuna- sorry guys i can't find a single website that has the meaning for metnuna BUT- i just read over the story and note in the begining of chapter 1 it says "being her trustworthy slef..." I remembered her name means trustworthy!! HA!!
also, the 16 digit number on the back of their monitores....? well you know how on the cell phone there are numbers on the letter button's?? well it's just their names in number mode. and if their name wasn't 16 digets long, then i just created a last name that i (sadly) forgot. XD
That's all folks!
XD
Thursday, August 26, 2010
looking back on looking back
I'm in 7th grade now. I just read a quick summarry of the post: Looking back on summer or whatever. When i said, "My mom and sisters went to girls camp for a week, me, my sister, and my dad went swimming" or someting, i really thought how LONG ago that was.
I went to girl's camp this year;it was really fun. I definately think our ward was the coolist. Our theme was Princesses, 'cause we are daughters of the heavenly king. On the first day of camp, we were cinderella, not quite princesses, but going to be. The next day, we were princesses in training, we were supposed to wear bookes on our head, but that didn't really work out..... the next day, i don't know what we were exactly, but we made tutus and little party hats. Then, on the last day, we made dresses out of plastic table clothes, and i remember an extange student from tiwan wore hers to sleep and was wering that all day the next day! Anyway, everybody looked like they were going to prom! Everybody had elagent (And waterproof) dresses on, we had our hair up all special and we wore crowns that we made a few weeks before. Mine had a huge peacock feather on top, a cute sriped ribbon border, a us capitol coin on our vacation earlier this summer (tell ya l8r) and a coupploe of cute things i saw.
I went to girl's camp this year;it was really fun. I definately think our ward was the coolist. Our theme was Princesses, 'cause we are daughters of the heavenly king. On the first day of camp, we were cinderella, not quite princesses, but going to be. The next day, we were princesses in training, we were supposed to wear bookes on our head, but that didn't really work out..... the next day, i don't know what we were exactly, but we made tutus and little party hats. Then, on the last day, we made dresses out of plastic table clothes, and i remember an extange student from tiwan wore hers to sleep and was wering that all day the next day! Anyway, everybody looked like they were going to prom! Everybody had elagent (And waterproof) dresses on, we had our hair up all special and we wore crowns that we made a few weeks before. Mine had a huge peacock feather on top, a cute sriped ribbon border, a us capitol coin on our vacation earlier this summer (tell ya l8r) and a coupploe of cute things i saw.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
GIRL SCOUTS!!!!
Look@ these awesome photos!! I just got my new cadet vest. suckilly, i don't have anything other than my girl scout pin that you get the second you join. BUT next week we work on badges!! YAY! But today we worked on activities for a part with the Daisies and the Brownies*. We made invations with cute little snowflakes. You see it's a winter party. We're gunna play pin the stuff on the snowman, Make snowflakes, and stuff. YA!!!!!!!! ;3)
*Those arethe lower level girl scouts that are for kindergardeners-3rd graders or something I don't entirely know.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Stupid 6th gade
Oh my goodness. Tomorrow's the end of the term. I have to get 4 math assignments done and 1 writing assignment done. In one day. If you have ALL your assignments turned in, you get to go on this term-ly (Get it? Instead of monthly or daily?) field-trip. This term, it's laser-tagging. For goodness sakes, i shouldn't even be here!!! Does anyone know what 72.8/1.4 is??
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Looking Back on Summer
Tomorrow is the first day school. Summer came and went like light! Well, at least we had fun. Once, when my mom and my two sisters left for Young Women's camp for a week, Me, melinda and my dad went swimming everyday. I know that doesn't sound like much but belive me! After a while my cheeks hurt from puffing out my cheecks when I hold my breath, my lungs burned from holding my breath, my swimming muscles were wiped out, and i did NOT want to go swimming. BUT- there were some adantages:
I lost a few pounds (not that I needed to), had a whole lot of fun, and on the Second-to-Last day, our family became normal. Me and Melinda and dad stayed at a hotel to swim and to swim! So our dad went out to buy some food. When he came back he told us he had a surprise! Me and Melinda had to stuff our faces in the many fluffy pillows. So on that night, we became normal. We have a Wii.l ;)
We went outside a lot, intead of stiiting around doing nothing like normalER people, not that i'm saying we didn't do that, we did, just, not as often. :D
Me and mom hicked Timp. Not a very pleasent expereance so don't bother getting information here!!
My adorable causins came over for the 4th of july. We had a fire, did fireworks, sparklers, poppers, BIG fireworks at Provo High school's football field, and got PLENTY of kisses from Natty and the Colenel. :D
Now that summer's over, i am becomeing ruler of the hallways. Emperor of Lakeview Elementry. I get to graduate. I get to be one step closer to a different school. 6th grade. :/
I lost a few pounds (not that I needed to), had a whole lot of fun, and on the Second-to-Last day, our family became normal. Me and Melinda and dad stayed at a hotel to swim and to swim! So our dad went out to buy some food. When he came back he told us he had a surprise! Me and Melinda had to stuff our faces in the many fluffy pillows. So on that night, we became normal. We have a Wii.l ;)
We went outside a lot, intead of stiiting around doing nothing like normalER people, not that i'm saying we didn't do that, we did, just, not as often. :D
Me and mom hicked Timp. Not a very pleasent expereance so don't bother getting information here!!
My adorable causins came over for the 4th of july. We had a fire, did fireworks, sparklers, poppers, BIG fireworks at Provo High school's football field, and got PLENTY of kisses from Natty and the Colenel. :D
Now that summer's over, i am becomeing ruler of the hallways. Emperor of Lakeview Elementry. I get to graduate. I get to be one step closer to a different school. 6th grade. :/
Monday, July 20, 2009
lately
Well, there's a lot to write.
first, we had the Paulsen Family Reunion. It was a while ago. We went to McCall, Idaho and I got to see my best cousin, Sarah. It was cool because our cabin was a few yards away from a HUGE lake. Me and my other cousins took me canoeing. BUT then the boys saw what we were doing and joined us... with loaded water guns. so we had this water fight It was amazingly fun! So when we came back to Utah, I had to pack for a little 5th grade program called Camp Big Springs. To me, it wasn't all that fun. you have 5 days and maybe 5 classes. The classes are about a half hour long, and that's the whole reason why we came up there. The first day you go you only have one class. second day, 3 classes? Next day, 2 classes. I'm just estimating. tHe first day was june 22nd so i really don't remember... AAAAnywayys.... So before camp is over you're done with the classes. The fun thing is, you have to wake up at seven something and you have to clean up your cabin and the tent inspecter comes in and inspects it. The winner get's a treat, a cute little baner and first in line for the zipline and monkey bridge. Yes, they have a zipline and a monkey bridge. But i'm getting too in detail, but if you want to see the rest of Camp Big Springs, I'll put it in another post. The thing is, I got swine Flu on the fourth day. I couldn't stand up for tent inspection, and the thing is, that day, we had to go on this gigantic hike and I was sick with swine flu and the lady in fromt tof the boys and behind the girls kept on pushing us! she wouldn't even let us drink our water!!!
"Save it for the top!!" she's yell at us. not even a break for anyone!! even when i had swine flu AND Athsma!! I slept through dinner, my new friend Baily brought me some milk and a roll and my friend Charlee (Shar*lee) and Ona(?) and baile tried to carry me to the nurse's tent and when they touched me they said,
"ohmygosh, she's burning up!!" and i got mad-screw that- REALLY mad, 'cause i hadn't thought of the JOnas Brothers in 4 days untill they said that. so they sent me home and I got imprisioned in my room for a week. :D Yay me.
after that, we haven't been doing much. My cute causins came over for the fourth. My sisters and mom are going to young women's camp tomorrow and me, Melinda and dad are all going to die in a pig's sty. That's what's been goin' on.
first, we had the Paulsen Family Reunion. It was a while ago. We went to McCall, Idaho and I got to see my best cousin, Sarah. It was cool because our cabin was a few yards away from a HUGE lake. Me and my other cousins took me canoeing. BUT then the boys saw what we were doing and joined us... with loaded water guns. so we had this water fight It was amazingly fun! So when we came back to Utah, I had to pack for a little 5th grade program called Camp Big Springs. To me, it wasn't all that fun. you have 5 days and maybe 5 classes. The classes are about a half hour long, and that's the whole reason why we came up there. The first day you go you only have one class. second day, 3 classes? Next day, 2 classes. I'm just estimating. tHe first day was june 22nd so i really don't remember... AAAAnywayys.... So before camp is over you're done with the classes. The fun thing is, you have to wake up at seven something and you have to clean up your cabin and the tent inspecter comes in and inspects it. The winner get's a treat, a cute little baner and first in line for the zipline and monkey bridge. Yes, they have a zipline and a monkey bridge. But i'm getting too in detail, but if you want to see the rest of Camp Big Springs, I'll put it in another post. The thing is, I got swine Flu on the fourth day. I couldn't stand up for tent inspection, and the thing is, that day, we had to go on this gigantic hike and I was sick with swine flu and the lady in fromt tof the boys and behind the girls kept on pushing us! she wouldn't even let us drink our water!!!
"Save it for the top!!" she's yell at us. not even a break for anyone!! even when i had swine flu AND Athsma!! I slept through dinner, my new friend Baily brought me some milk and a roll and my friend Charlee (Shar*lee) and Ona(?) and baile tried to carry me to the nurse's tent and when they touched me they said,
"ohmygosh, she's burning up!!" and i got mad-screw that- REALLY mad, 'cause i hadn't thought of the JOnas Brothers in 4 days untill they said that. so they sent me home and I got imprisioned in my room for a week. :D Yay me.
after that, we haven't been doing much. My cute causins came over for the fourth. My sisters and mom are going to young women's camp tomorrow and me, Melinda and dad are all going to die in a pig's sty. That's what's been goin' on.
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