Sororities (NaNoWriMo)

Chapter 13

Recap from Chapter 12:

“Already acting like family.” She replied, then she got ready for full on Hemsworth and Conley teamwork. She ran inside, and held the door close. Luckily, “Thor” is much stronger than my mother. After Chris opened the door, I jumped up and tackled my mom, before breaking out into a serious fit of laughs. I walked off, leaving my mom and dad in a tickling fight. 

Finally, away from Stanford and everyone *cough* Ms. Vlaydon *cough* that annoys me. I sat down, on the pink windowsill, writing down in my journal, thinking.

Alexandria’s Diary

Diary Entry #100

Dear Diary, 

Today, I saw my “dad” fly around in a red cape and kiss a girl, who is not my mother. I can’t wait for their wedding; the directors will probably add it as a bonus when Thor comes out on DVD.

Jack finally came to light. I got him out of the spell (again Ms. Vlaydon). I haven’t seen her in two days, but can hear her voice outside my dorm. 

“Come on. Get to class. Get off her lap, Burgen!” She usually screams Joshua, who is a girl magnet.

Jack is sleeping in the guest room, sorta. He laid down and then fell asleep, and 20 minutes later, he came to my room to kiss me. He was probably sleepwalking, of course. He did that a lot at Alpha Millions, I heard. 

OMG!

Til next time, 

Alex

I shut the book and opened up my laptop. Should I do homework, or save the world? HOMEWORK IT IS! Just kidding. I went to Wattpad, checked up on my other books, then started writing the third chapter to Perfect College (which was made an awesome cover).

Ms. Vlaydon’s POV

I was bad for getting mad at Alex. Now she’s dead, and I can finally take over the world. I hopped in my car, driving along when suddenly my car broke down and I was set titter-tottering over a lake. I casually tried to reach the back, but before I could, the car fell and I was submerged in water. Goodbye world. 

I let out a tear, while writing that. It was sad that in order to get everything back I actually wanted, I had to kill off the one who started it. I decided to save it, just in case I was in a fight or trouble with Ms. Vlaydon. 

I walked along the hall, stroking my sister’s delicate finger paintings, that were framed by my real dad. He created this cool intricate design on the back, so when my sister’s fingers create cool patterns over the pages. 

A knock was heard at the door, and then I was shocked at what came next.

“John?”

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I stood back, against the light pink wall, listening to my real parents’ conversation. 

“Why are you here?” My mom asked, probably going crazy.

“I came here to see my girls. To see you.” 

Something told me he didn’t come back here, just to see us.

“Tell me the REAL reason.” 

“A weird red-head lady sent me here, something about Alex and a quest to take over the world.” 

Serious, Sally?! You’re attacking my family members now?!

“Ms. Vlaydon?”

“Yeah, that was her name. And some crazy black-haired lady.”

Dolores. *vomit*

“Okay, we are locking you up in the cellar cage.”

The front door swung open as my mom pushed John outside and into the cage that was some reason left in our garage. I heard footsteps coming upstairs, and knowing it wasn’t my parents, I stood behind a wall then kicked it. 

Down fell Ms. Vlaydon.

Alex - 1

Sally - Still 0

I took her down, shoving her in the cage, then froze over the lock again. That’s better. But tonight, Lillian’s gonna sleep with me.

I went to sleep that night, hardly seeing Jack all day. I feel when the spell is taken off of you, you become as tired as if you had gotten no sleep in the last month. I left him be. 

I was running, from nothing that can be described with words, but will instill the fear of 10,000 men inside of you. The creature had long black hair (that was fire burning red at the very tips), gross fingernails (painted pink to look more intriguing), and raspy skin color of the clouds, leaving in the distance. I fell and awoke from my awful nightmare. 

I couldn’t find Lillian, who must have jumped out of my bed and went to her own. I checked downstairs, where Mom and Chris was playing with Lillian. I looked in the garage, where the cage door was wide open. 

“MOM!” I screamed, and she ran around, making sure I was safe, before noticing the cage door. 

“Crap!” She yelped, noticing movement and returning with brick and three of Chris’ 100 pound dumbbells. She piled them up, and so no one could get in. She also locked the garage door from being opened in order to keep them inside til the police came.

Suddenly, there was sirens and the garage door was lifted up. Before silence, I could hear my father’s voice, threatening if the officers didn’t let go of him. Sally was cooped up in the car, probably sticking her middle finger up at me. 

Hopefully, that is over for now. 

I laid down on my bed, when I felt little hands on my legs. I saw Lillian, who loved her baby phase and crawls around everywhere, playing with my feet. I picked her up and smiled. Welcome to Tickleland, baby sister. 

She quickly ran down stairs, the most I have ever seen her go on two legs since she was born. I chased her down, until she was tightly squeezing my mother's leg. 

"Save me! SAVE ME!" She screamed, before bursting into giggles. She is the cutest. I picked her up, over my shoulder, and ran upstairs, dealing with pinching from Lillian. 

Welcome to TickleWorld, Lillian of the United States of America. (dramatic music)