The PrankA Chapter by Some Random Person.Right as I left the Police Station, I decided to look at the
Café. Who knows what would happen. Maybe I might run into Shelby and Gertinald,
maybe I won’t. I turned right onto Mount Olive, and then turned onto Sheri
Whitlock when it came. I then went home, deciding it was too risky to go there
by myself. I knew that I should go home and check on my sister. When I opened
the door, she came rushing onto me, saying so many words that they stuck
together.
“WHEREHAVEYOUBEEN?ELIZABETHISGETTINGSICKERANDYOUWEREGONEDOINGWHOKNOWSWHAT!TELLMEWHEREYOUWERENOWELIJAH!TELLMENOW!”
Dang, that girl can scream. “Hold on a minute, would ya?” I replied hushed, then whispered
under my breath, “Crazy woman.” “WHAT?WHAT WAS THAT?” she has to scream at me? What the heck
happened to her to make her yell this much? “Slow down, silly girl. You’re rushing your words all together.
I can’t understand you.” She calmed down a little, but not enough. “I. Said. Where. Were.
You.” “I was at the hospital with you, then I went to the PD downtown.
Then I came here,” I replied, “Why do you want to know?” “She. Is. Getting. Worse.” “Why don’t we go back then?” “Great idea,” she said sarcastically, “Can you sway Mom to take
us?” “Well, don’t you have a bike?” “Yes. Do you know how to get there?”
“Are you sure?” “Yes.” “Then let’s go.” So we went, hurriedly. I ran, of course. It
wasn’t too far, just a couple of stops, turns, and we were there. “Elizabeth Jacks.” I said before the front desk personnel could
ask. “Room 124,” she said, waving her hand towards the direction. “Thanks,” I said quickly before leaving her alone. “Come on,
Haylee!” “I knew you’d be worried,” she replied. “What are you talking about?” “She’s right there, you moron,” she said, pointing towards the
front desk. She was the front desk lady I was talking to. How could I miss
that? “Hang on,” I said hurriedly. “You were trying to get me
worried?” “Yes. It was so fun to do that,” Elizabeth replied. “Wait a second, how did Haylee know you were ‘getting worse’?” I
asked. “Because I called your mother’s phone and asked her to help me pull
this prank on you. Your mother and Haylee were both in on it.” “So you’re not getting worse?” I asked. “No. In fact, I healed quicker than they thought I would.” Werewolf blood. “Is that enough talk for
now. I think I want to go home, but the doctor said I shouldn’t run for a while.” “Fine with me. We could all go a little slower,” I responded. Where’s
Haylee? “Haylee went to the girl’s room, remember?” “No, she never announced anything.” “Yes I did.” Haylee appeared behind me, nearly scaring me half to
death. “Oh. Well, then I didn’t hear you.” “Yes you did,” Haylee said. “No I didn’t.” “Yes you did.” “Please, don’t fight right now, people! We need to get home now,
don’t we?” Elizabeth interjected. “Yeah, I guess we should go home now. Come on, Haylee,” I replied.
Then we went home slowly, so that Elizabeth could walk. Haylee spend up a couple
of times, but got tired, so she slowed down a bit. © 2011 Some Random Person.Author's Note
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