Chapter 3 - Chapter 3.

Chapter 3.

(Artie’s P.O.V.)

Gwen was staring at me. I don’t like when people stare. Creepy. Anyway, she looked at me straight in the face and said, “Where are your parents? They know…right?” I shook my head then replied, “No, they’re on their honey moon. I was going to call them but…I just couldn’t do it!!! They were so excited about it!” Gwen watched me. I felt like saying, “Err, Gwen, stop it! You’re freaking me out! And, it’s not nice to stare!” But, I decided if I wanted her help, I better not. Finally, she asked me, “ Err, so why didn’t you call the cops? Wait, wait, wait! Start from the very beginning! ‘K?” OK, well, that’s encouraging!, I thought to myself. I inhaled the air. “Well, this is going to take a while. Can I sit down?” “Yeah, Art. Sure, you can.” I sat down on her girlish bed. Blah! But, pink girly beds were the least of my problems. I looked around her room. Wasn’t so bad. Lots of fantasy stuff. Posters, books, wallpaper etc. “OK…” Another deep breath. “… 8pm. And you know what that means…” “…Snack time for the Lance’s,” Gwen cut in. I nodded in agreement. “Well, before I went to go get some crackers or something, Sabrina ran down stairs. And-well, she looked at me and told me, ‘Artie, let’s go to the pond! I wanna go rock hoping.’ I looked at her. She already had her jacket and shoes on. ’Whoa, whoa, Bud. Not tonight. I mean, look at this!!!’ I pointed at my history report paper. (which is supposed to be twelve pages long. And, I only had three done!) I felt bad. So, I said, “How about tomorrow?” Sabrina shook her head. Then ran over to me. ‘Come on, Artie!!! Please!!!!!!!’ she begged. I tried not to feel so bad…” “Artie, get to the subject please.” I could tell she was upset. I couldn’t blame her. After all, I was at her window at 2am. “Okay, okay! I told her no. Tomorrow. Because of that you-know-what.” Gwen nodded. I tried to smile. But-couldn’t. So I continued, “Anyway, Sabrina started huffing and puffing…” “HA! Sounds like the tale of “The Three Little Pigs and the Big, Bad Wolf!” I was now annoyed. “So, I ran upstairs for some peace and quiet. When I came back down for a snack, she was…gone!” Gwen looked at me, blankly.
Finally, she said in a cold voice, “And, so…you came here for my help?” “Err, yeah.” “I’ll get my parents.” “NO! I…uh…mean…” I looked up to see the look on Gwen’s face. Shocked. Great. Just great. Gwen sighed then asked, “Then, what do you want me to?!” I thought. “Well…I’ve known you ever since we we’re …” “Two days old,” Gwen cut in coolly. I nodded. “Okay, so I wanted to know if you wanna help. And/or come with me.” Then for a long moment, she was silent. “Err, Gwen?” “What?!” “Will you help?” Another long un-bearable moment. “Um… and that applies?” :Err… didn’t I just tell you?” “Oh, yeah.” “Well, then let me go get my jeans on. ‘K?” Yes! I need all the help I can get! “Yes! Ok!” Five minuets later, we were out the door. “So, were do you want to walk check first?” “The pond.” Gwen stopped dead in her tracks. “T-the p-pond?!” I stopped as well. “Yes. Why?” “B-but I-it’s haunted w-with a m-monster?” Gwen exclaimed. “But what about Sabrina!” I saw Gwen take a long deep breath. “You owe me big, brain boy.” I smiled. “Thanks. And, don’t call me brain boy!” Gwen giggled. I got butterflies in my stomach when I could see the pond with a massive cave to the right. My body and brain told me to run as far away as possible. But, my heart told me to be brave and save my sister. When we got to the border I started shaking. Because of the cold? Or (probably) because I had a 90% chance of being attacked by a monster. I walked as quietly approached the mouth of the cave. I smelled a something disgusting when I was two feet away. Ugh! “Artie?” I saw Gwen tense more. “Hmm?” “Can we go now? This is freaking me out!” “But what about Sabrina, Gwen?! I have to!” “But, what about me, Arthur?! What about MY safety?!” She got me there. I felt bad. “Oh…sorry.” She sighed, “You are so guy!” Then walked away. “Okay, what are you talking about?” At that she giggled. “Whatever,” I grumbled. For a scary second there I forgot where I was and what I was doing. I stopped when I realized where I was. Gwen stopped as well. It looked like she forgot as well. “Well…here we are.” I looked up-there it was. The pond. “S-Sabrina?” I whispered. I glanced nervously over at Gwen. “Y-you t-there?” “Y-yeah, I-I a-am.” “Sabrina! Gwen, I’ll look over here. And, you search over there.” I pointed to my right. She nodded. I started my search near the pussy bull frog mating grounds. Until I heard someone give a terrified scream. My blood froze. My heart raced a hundred miles an hour. “G-Gwen?” I looked over near the cave. And I saw her, curled up in a ball. “GWEN!!!” I sprinted over to her. “Gwen? What happened?” I shook her softly. And, finally, she looked up. I saw tears in her eyes. “Artie?” I felt really bad then said, “Gwen? What happened? You look…” “…Horrible. I know. Artie, I s-saw it!” Her skin turned a monotone gray. “Err…” Then…I heard something. A screech. As soon a it touches your ears, your blood curls, you ears fell like they are about to burst. “UGH!” Gwen shook like nobody’s business. “Artie, we’re leaving!” I nodded. Then, a fowl stench roamed the air. I heard something coming from the cave. Thuds… I picked Gwen up till she was on her feet. Then we ran. Back to Gwen’s house. I locked eyes with my best friend. Then, I suddenly knew what we were about to do

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