Winifred And The Mysterious Lab

Mysterious School of Serrus

The next day Lori slithers into Winifred's house dashing upstairs.

She slithers into her room. "Wake up, Lori said, wake up, Winifred! Lori yelled."

Winifred turns gently. Winifred gazed up at her face wearily. "My Grandmother knows you're here, right??" As she winces up her eyes, Lori unwraps the cotton blanket with elephant and zebra designs from off of Winifred slowly.

"She does! She let me in actually. Lori said to Winifred. Your mom told me that it was alright if I woke you up. Get up now," she tugs at Winifred like a steel pitchfork.

Like a soft whisper that crept in from behind, "Oh, said Winifred. Aright, Lori."

Winifred swoops out of bed.

Lori points out a white panel window. "We have to go now! She mocked her Mother in her pose. Car's waiting outside."

"Okay Okay Winifred said agitated to Lori. Let me wipe the cold out of my eyes first? Clamoring to her bedside mirror she checks her hair. Sheeeesh. It's frizzy casually Winifred said. You're very excited."

Lori slathers her steady hands to her mouth.

Winifred rinses her hands, and washes her face in the bathroom then peers into the mirror. "What am I doing? She said timidly. Oh mirror, mirror on the wall... Who is the fairest of them all?" Then Winifred hurdles downstairs with Lori right behind her.

Downstairs, in the gloomy living room, Winifred walks up to her frail grandmother. Grandmother. Winifred said to her, I'll be heading off to the school like we agreed. I won't be back till after Summer, as her eyes were flushed. Please take care of yourself. Please?"

Her grandmother rolls up a newspaper she was reading. The headline read: "More Unexplained Mysterious Occurrences..." "Okay, dear, her grandmother said, as she lifts up her back up from the cushioned couch then faints back into it. Be safe, dear."

She said this to me in a gravely voice as me and Lori left the house.

The two girls then stand patiently outside of the house.

"Let's go, Lori said Winifred to her. And who's driving us? Her voice feathers to a low hum. Lori pauses. Robbie, Lori said. That Pinkerton kid?" Said Winifred harshly. Oh. She quips. Sounds curious. Robbie barely leaves his house anymore. " Lori perched on the concrete ground, buckling her hands to her knees. "No, it does not, Winifred. Lori said to Winifred. Why, you said it yourself. He doesn't get out much...had a lot of leisure time. Certainly, he had no choice but to drive us."

"Guess so," said Winifred.

The two walk down the street, greeted by flashing specks of sun light, which radiated the entire town. Then they jostle into an old model Ford car waiting at a corner.

Robbie was as coy as they come.

Lori glances around like one of those security cameras that captured all motions. "Robbie, how's it going?" Said Lori eagerly to him. Robbie was a pale young man with a wry thin nose, dark brown eyes and curly black hair like Michael Jackson when he was younger. He was pale like a vampire from one of those cheesy vampire flicks such as Dracula. "Good. How about yourself?" Robbie said to Lori. Agitated, he wrestles with his watch.

Lori peers up at the car's roomy interior, glances slyly at the rearview mirror and said to him."Likewise."

Lori haunts back in like a ghost. "I hear you'll be driving us." She said to him.

"Yup, that's right. I couldn't refuse driving you gals up to the school," he said back to her nervously.

Flabbergasted, Lori replied, "Uh, huh. Me and Winifred really appreciate it...You driving us."