It was late Monday afternoon and as usual Sophie and Carson were the first students at the studio. Carson had gotten a ride from Sophie so they could talk. "Then his parents showed up!" Carson told her while they waited in the car. "Did they see you? Did you see them?" Sophie inquired anticipating her response. "No, they didn't see me, and I didn't see them" Carson replied. "Well that's good" Sophie said, trying to think positively. "But I did hear them" Carson added. "What did they sound like?" asked Sophie. "Southern, very southern" Carson said. "Southern how? Like southern backwoods or southern money?" Sophie questioned further. "Is there a difference?" questioned Carson. "Yes, yes there is" replied Sophie, tucking her hair behind her ear. "Well I still don't know which they sound like" Carson replied.
Just as Sophie was about to speak Meredith ran up to the car and tapped on Sophie's window. Sophie rolled down her window. "Hey, can I come in?" Meredith asked. "Sure!" Sophie said. Sophie rolled up her window and unlocked the doors. Meredith threw her purse down on the seat beside her. "So do they have any more clues about Olivia?" Meredith inquired. "Nothing they're telling us about" answered Carson. "So you really think they're not telling us everything?" Sophie mused. "Honestly, I don't believe they're even telling Olivia's family all that they know" Carson replied. "Have they brought you in for more questioning?" Meredith asked Sophie. "No, not since Saturday" Sophie replied as she cracked her neck from side to side. "I just can't even begin to grasp this all, it's just too surreal. I keep thinking it's a terrible nightmare, but of course that isn't the case" Sophie said looking from Carson to Meredith and back again. "Hey for all we know it's just another one of her little pranks, and she'll show up in a couple of days" Meredith said, while she gently rubbed Sophie's shoulder. "I've been praying it's just that, I've been hoping it's just that, I've been telling myself it's just that" Sophie replied, pushing her hair back slowly. "I wonder who else they questioned" Carson pondered as she turned around in her seat so that her back was facing the windshield. "Her parents, Ian, the neighbors, that's all the people I know of" Sophie answered. "Oh how did the dress fitting go Saturday?" Carson inquired. "Can you say 'I hate my step-sister'?" Meredith sarcastically replied. "What did you expect? She's Bianca after all" Sophie reminded her. "Oh she was way worse! When we told her the theme of the wedding you know what she said?" said Meredith. "What?" Carson asked with a leery expression. "Why is it the 20s when your mom is clearly in her 40s?" Meredith answered in an obnoxiously girly voice. "Ouch! Tre' harsh!" Sophie exclaimed. "Was she trying to be mean or did she actually not get it?" questioned Carson "A little of both I think" Meredith said, knitting her eyebrows together.
Sophie glanced out the window. She noticed that a few other cars were there already, including Mrs.Emma's and Mrs.Nora's. "We should probably go in now" Sophie said, more to herself than to Carson and Meredith. Sophie slowly turned her car off as Carson and Meredith climbed out, slamming the doors shut. They strided toward the studio door. When they were all inside everyone in the lobby quickly snapped their heads in their direction, staring at Sophie. All three girls feebly sat down on the bench closest to the door. The whispering hum returned to the room. Sophie, Meredith, and Carson sat silent on the bench for what seemed liked centuries. Sophie spotted her mom. She smiled, meekly.
Then finally Mrs.Emma, Mrs.Nora, Mrs.Hamilton, and Mr.Lars appeared from the office. Ian and Mr.Webb were there as well. "First of all I want to thank you all for coming tonight, you don't know what it means to me and my family" Mrs.Nora struggled to utter. Mr.Webb protectively draped his arm around her. "I know you were suppose to have classes tonight but I decided that the important thing right now is to bring Olivia home" Mrs.Emma said. "We're gonna be looking over near York park. We have several parents who have volunteered as chaperones. Y'all will be paired up with a chaperone in groups of four" Mr.Webb explained. "When I call your name I'll tell you who your chaperone is, you walk to me and I'll hand you a flashlight" Mrs.Hamilton added.
Mrs. Hamilton started calling names. First As, then the Bs, the Cs, and then the Ds. "Sophie Duvall" Sophie stood like a spring, she walked to Mrs.Hamilton. "You go with Mrs. Nora" she heard her say. She took the flashlight from her hand gently. She was a little suspicious as to why she was paired with Mrs.Nora. It didn't make any sense. Why would she want to chaperone a girl whom she blamed for her daughter's disappearance?
Before she knew it all the names had been called and she was in the car with Mrs.Nora. The others in the group were Cassie, Natalie, and Ian. The ride was mostly silent except for when Natalie would say how sorry she was about Olivia. Which Sophie knew to be a lie, seeing as Natalie didn't feel sorry about anything Especially anything relating to Olivia. It was truly unbelievable how Natalie could still shamelessly flirt with Ian in the wake of all this. Even Cassie, who would do just about anything to get Ian's attention rolled her eyes at Natalie. Ian hardly even glanced at Natalie which made her flirt even more.
Finally Mrs.Nora stopped the car on the north side of York park. They all scurried out. "Okay, Natalie and Cassie, y'all will go over there" Mrs.Nora instructed, pointing to the left. "Sophie and Ian go there" she said, pointing to the right. "And I'll go there. If you need me, shout!" she said, pointing directly a head. They all scattered to their designated places, flashlights in hand. "Ian?" Sophie said, making sure she had his full attention. "Yes?" he responded, in anticipation. "Why are we looking in the woods for Olivia if she's just a missing person?" she continued. "You probably don't know this but Olivia used to come here a lot, the only reason I know about it was because I followed her one time" he explained. "Did she know you knew?" she asked as she struggled to keep her balance in the leaves. "Yeah, yeah she did. I confronted her once she got her. You see she had told our parents for a few weeks that she was going to the hospital to volunteer, said it would look good on college applications. I stopped by the hospital one day to bring her lunch, but when I got there she wasn't there, they said they didn't have any volunteers by the name of Olivia Webb. The next day I followed her to the park" he told her. "And what did you find out?" she questioned, slightly nervous. "Well she had" that was all he could say before they heard a heart stopping scream. They all rushed to Mrs.Nora. A silence fell upon them when they saw Mrs.Nora lying on the ground clinging to a bloodstained shirt. Olivia's shirt.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Chasse Secrets Chapter 9
"So where exactly are you taking me?" Carson asked as she checked her make-up in the mirror in Lars' car. "Again, you'll find out soon enough" Lars replied while he made a wide left hand turn. "Fine" she said, crossing her arms and giving an outrageously pouty expression. Lars reached his right hand towards her and playfully tapped her on the nose. "Hey what did you end up telling your mom?" Lars inquired casually. "I told her I'd be with you" she replied matter of factly. When he heard that he looked like he was going to have an aneurysm. "At the studio. Dancing" she added, trying not to laugh at his momentary shock. "That was so funny" he quipped in a sarcastic voice.
They drove for the rest of the way in a happy, tranquil silence. "Well here it is" he announced as he turned into a long gravel drive. She turned her attention to the big white farm house at the other end of the drive. It had a screened in porch with a swing at one end and wooden rockers all along the porch. She noticed the twin chimneys on both ends of the house. Before she knew it he had parked the car behind the house. "You surprised?" he asked as he held the car door open for her. "Surprised? Yes!" she exclaimed as she stepped out of the car. "Good! That's what I was going for" he teased as he got their things from the back seat. "Who's house is this?" she asked, peering around. "My dad grew up in this house, his dad too. My grandfather lived here until he died, then after that we just used it as a summer house" he explained as he searched for the house in his back pocket. "And your grandmother?" she inquired, following him to the back door. "Oh she died when my dad was just a baby" he told her as he put the key in the lock. "I'm so sorry" she said sympathetically. "It's okay, it's not your fault" he replied while pushing the door open. He shut the door behind Carson and sat their things down on the kitchen table. "While you're busy exploring I'll go get the rest of the stuff" he said right before he shot out the back door.
For a moment she stood there staring at the place where he had just stood, grinning dreamily. Then she proceeded to explore the house starting with the kitchen. There was white, glass paned cabinets over the counter tops and a wide window over the sink with cheery red, gingham curtains framing it, and a matching skirt for the sink. Through the window she could see the most peaceful scene of a lake, complete with a tire swing and a dock. "Ah" she screamed when Lars sneaked up behind her. "Oh my gosh! You scared me" she said as she tried to catch her breath. "Now that's an understatement" he replied dryly as he wrapped his arms around her waist and gently rested his head on her shoulder. "Is that why you wanted me to bring my bathing suit?" she asked, pointing to the lake. "You would be correct babe" he informed her. "Aren't I always" she quipped. "Why don't you go change and we'll go for a little swim before lunch" he suggested. "Sounds great" she said. "Oh I should put the food in the frig" he remembered, releasing her. She walked over the table to pick up her tote. "Um where's the bathroom?" she asked. "Well there's one in the hallway upstairs and then there's one attached to the master bedroom" he told her. "And the stairs?" she questioned. "One leading into the living room and then there's some stairs behind that door right there" he replied. "Thanks" she said flashing a smile his way. He returned it and went back to his task.
Once she was upstairs she searched the rooms to find the master bedroom. Then when she found it she set her tote on the bed. She searched in her tote for her phone. 9:52 AM. No missed calls. No text messages. She place it back in her bag and pulled out her purple bikini. Then she walked over to the window next to the bed. She carefully pulled back the lace curtains and peeped out at a grand oak tree, which bore an old wooden swing. Even though she had never been a huge fan of the country or anything made before she was born, this was just what she needed amidst all the chaos happening about Olivia in town. Quiet.
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"You get back here you!" Carson yelled as she chased after Lars. "You'll never catch me" Lars teased as he ran with Carson's towel above his head. "You always are the slowest in class" he said, egging her on. As soon as he said that she picked up speed and knocked him to the ground, grabbing the towel from his hand. "Whoa! Where did that come from?" he asked in amazement. "I'm pretty sure that came from me" she replied. "Well if I knew that's all it took to get you to pick up the pace I should have done that in class a while ago" he said, halfway teasing, halfway serious.
After laying there for a minute he finally stood up, picking pieces of grass off of his wet arms. "So now that you have that towel back how about sharing?" he suggested with a charming grin. "I don't know, I really like this towel" she teased as she edged closer to him. "Are you saying you like the towel more than me?" he questioned, as he pretended to wipe a tear from his eye."I guess I might like you more than my towel" she relented, wrapping her arms along with the towel around him. "Aww
Finally she broke their bond. "As much as I like you I'd also like to take a shower" she said looking up into his ocean deep eyes. "Okay. But I must warn you the hot water sometimes shuts off unexpectedly" he informed her as he ran his hand tenderly over her damp hair. "O I don't mind, it's hot anyways" she replied. Then she pulled away from him, wrapping the towel securely around her. "I'll miss you" he called after her. "I know" she merely replied.
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She cautiously stepped out of the shower, grabbing the towel from the towel rack. She wrapped it around herself and vigorously wrung her hair out in the sink. Once she was done she flung her bikini over the shower rod to let it air dry. She opened the door leading to the bedroom and closed it tightly behind her. She was just about to take her clothes out of her tote when she heard the careless slam of a door and Lars voice from downstairs.
"Mom! Dad! What are you two doing here?" she heard him exclaim in astonishment. "Well we should ask the same" Mrs.Hancock said with a girlish giggle. "Yeah, explain yourself" Mr.Hancock interjected. The Hancocks had the thickest southern drawls Carson had ever heard. You see even though Windsor Falls was a southern town most of the people there had a more northern, polished accent.
"Oh I just thought I'd get away for the afternoon, it's been pretty hectic back at the studio" Lars explained. "Looks like we had the same idea" Mr.Hancock replied. Carson hurriedly slipped her clothes on, trying in vain to keep silent. "So Laurence how have you been? You haven't called since midsummer" Mrs.Hancock inquired in a motherly tone.
Laurence? Carson couldn't help but let out a gregarious laugh. She quickly clapped her hand over her mouth. "Did y'all hear that? Son, do you have someone up there?" Mr. Hancock asked. Carson could hear him moving toward the stairs. "No, of course not! It's probably just some wild animal or something!" Lars assured him anxiously. "Well seeing as we're both here why don't we have a picnic on the lawn!" Mrs.Hancock suggested with excitement. "That would be great! Oh wait did you remember the rolls?" Lars inquired. "Oh my heavens! I can't believe I forgot the rolls!" Mrs.Hancock exclaimed. "Hey why don't I just run up to the store real quick and get the rolls" Lars offered. "Oh would you!" Mrs.Hancock said with appreciation. "Yeah, just let me get my wallet and y'all can set up on the lawn" Lars said. "Thank ya bud" Mr.Hancock said.
Once Lars saw them start to walk toward the front door he jetted up the stairs. Carson nearly jumped out of her skin when Lars came bursting through the door. "Quick! Get your things together! My parent showed up!" he whispered with urgency. "Yeah, I heard! What are we gonna do?" Carson said with dismay. "Don't worry about it! Just follow me" he said, grabbing her things and practically pushing her out of the room.
They ran down the stairs that led to the kitchen. Then they rushed out the back door. Lars unlocked the car. He threw her stuff in the trunk and hurried to the driver's seat. Carson laid down in the floor board of the back seat. He started the car and sped off.
Once she was sure they were far from the house she climbed into the passenger's seat. "Do you think they saw me?" she asked. "I sure hope not!" he said, casually glancing at his review mirror. "Well what's the plan now?" she questioned as she gnawed at her thumb nail. "I'm gonna take you back to your car, pick up some rolls, and drive back as fast as I can so they won't suspect anything" he replied. "Right, okay!" she said, shaking her head like a bobble head. Lars could clearly see how troubled she was. "Everything is gonna be just fine" he told her as he reached over and squeezed her hand affectionately. "I know. Laurence"
she replied, smirking. "You heard that?" he exclaimed with a laugh. "Oh yeah" she said, winking playfully. She could see him starting to blush. "By the way, why is it so such a big deal that you didn't have any rolls?" she asked curiously, chin resting on her hand. He cleared his throat and then responded in his best southern accent."Well as Mama always say, it ain't a meal without rolls".
They drove for the rest of the way in a happy, tranquil silence. "Well here it is" he announced as he turned into a long gravel drive. She turned her attention to the big white farm house at the other end of the drive. It had a screened in porch with a swing at one end and wooden rockers all along the porch. She noticed the twin chimneys on both ends of the house. Before she knew it he had parked the car behind the house. "You surprised?" he asked as he held the car door open for her. "Surprised? Yes!" she exclaimed as she stepped out of the car. "Good! That's what I was going for" he teased as he got their things from the back seat. "Who's house is this?" she asked, peering around. "My dad grew up in this house, his dad too. My grandfather lived here until he died, then after that we just used it as a summer house" he explained as he searched for the house in his back pocket. "And your grandmother?" she inquired, following him to the back door. "Oh she died when my dad was just a baby" he told her as he put the key in the lock. "I'm so sorry" she said sympathetically. "It's okay, it's not your fault" he replied while pushing the door open. He shut the door behind Carson and sat their things down on the kitchen table. "While you're busy exploring I'll go get the rest of the stuff" he said right before he shot out the back door.
For a moment she stood there staring at the place where he had just stood, grinning dreamily. Then she proceeded to explore the house starting with the kitchen. There was white, glass paned cabinets over the counter tops and a wide window over the sink with cheery red, gingham curtains framing it, and a matching skirt for the sink. Through the window she could see the most peaceful scene of a lake, complete with a tire swing and a dock. "Ah" she screamed when Lars sneaked up behind her. "Oh my gosh! You scared me" she said as she tried to catch her breath. "Now that's an understatement" he replied dryly as he wrapped his arms around her waist and gently rested his head on her shoulder. "Is that why you wanted me to bring my bathing suit?" she asked, pointing to the lake. "You would be correct babe" he informed her. "Aren't I always" she quipped. "Why don't you go change and we'll go for a little swim before lunch" he suggested. "Sounds great" she said. "Oh I should put the food in the frig" he remembered, releasing her. She walked over the table to pick up her tote. "Um where's the bathroom?" she asked. "Well there's one in the hallway upstairs and then there's one attached to the master bedroom" he told her. "And the stairs?" she questioned. "One leading into the living room and then there's some stairs behind that door right there" he replied. "Thanks" she said flashing a smile his way. He returned it and went back to his task.
Once she was upstairs she searched the rooms to find the master bedroom. Then when she found it she set her tote on the bed. She searched in her tote for her phone. 9:52 AM. No missed calls. No text messages. She place it back in her bag and pulled out her purple bikini. Then she walked over to the window next to the bed. She carefully pulled back the lace curtains and peeped out at a grand oak tree, which bore an old wooden swing. Even though she had never been a huge fan of the country or anything made before she was born, this was just what she needed amidst all the chaos happening about Olivia in town. Quiet.
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"You get back here you!" Carson yelled as she chased after Lars. "You'll never catch me" Lars teased as he ran with Carson's towel above his head. "You always are the slowest in class" he said, egging her on. As soon as he said that she picked up speed and knocked him to the ground, grabbing the towel from his hand. "Whoa! Where did that come from?" he asked in amazement. "I'm pretty sure that came from me" she replied. "Well if I knew that's all it took to get you to pick up the pace I should have done that in class a while ago" he said, halfway teasing, halfway serious.
After laying there for a minute he finally stood up, picking pieces of grass off of his wet arms. "So now that you have that towel back how about sharing?" he suggested with a charming grin. "I don't know, I really like this towel" she teased as she edged closer to him. "Are you saying you like the towel more than me?" he questioned, as he pretended to wipe a tear from his eye."I guess I might like you more than my towel" she relented, wrapping her arms along with the towel around him. "Aww
Finally she broke their bond. "As much as I like you I'd also like to take a shower" she said looking up into his ocean deep eyes. "Okay. But I must warn you the hot water sometimes shuts off unexpectedly" he informed her as he ran his hand tenderly over her damp hair. "O I don't mind, it's hot anyways" she replied. Then she pulled away from him, wrapping the towel securely around her. "I'll miss you" he called after her. "I know" she merely replied.
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She cautiously stepped out of the shower, grabbing the towel from the towel rack. She wrapped it around herself and vigorously wrung her hair out in the sink. Once she was done she flung her bikini over the shower rod to let it air dry. She opened the door leading to the bedroom and closed it tightly behind her. She was just about to take her clothes out of her tote when she heard the careless slam of a door and Lars voice from downstairs.
"Mom! Dad! What are you two doing here?" she heard him exclaim in astonishment. "Well we should ask the same" Mrs.Hancock said with a girlish giggle. "Yeah, explain yourself" Mr.Hancock interjected. The Hancocks had the thickest southern drawls Carson had ever heard. You see even though Windsor Falls was a southern town most of the people there had a more northern, polished accent.
"Oh I just thought I'd get away for the afternoon, it's been pretty hectic back at the studio" Lars explained. "Looks like we had the same idea" Mr.Hancock replied. Carson hurriedly slipped her clothes on, trying in vain to keep silent. "So Laurence how have you been? You haven't called since midsummer" Mrs.Hancock inquired in a motherly tone.
Laurence? Carson couldn't help but let out a gregarious laugh. She quickly clapped her hand over her mouth. "Did y'all hear that? Son, do you have someone up there?" Mr. Hancock asked. Carson could hear him moving toward the stairs. "No, of course not! It's probably just some wild animal or something!" Lars assured him anxiously. "Well seeing as we're both here why don't we have a picnic on the lawn!" Mrs.Hancock suggested with excitement. "That would be great! Oh wait did you remember the rolls?" Lars inquired. "Oh my heavens! I can't believe I forgot the rolls!" Mrs.Hancock exclaimed. "Hey why don't I just run up to the store real quick and get the rolls" Lars offered. "Oh would you!" Mrs.Hancock said with appreciation. "Yeah, just let me get my wallet and y'all can set up on the lawn" Lars said. "Thank ya bud" Mr.Hancock said.
Once Lars saw them start to walk toward the front door he jetted up the stairs. Carson nearly jumped out of her skin when Lars came bursting through the door. "Quick! Get your things together! My parent showed up!" he whispered with urgency. "Yeah, I heard! What are we gonna do?" Carson said with dismay. "Don't worry about it! Just follow me" he said, grabbing her things and practically pushing her out of the room.
They ran down the stairs that led to the kitchen. Then they rushed out the back door. Lars unlocked the car. He threw her stuff in the trunk and hurried to the driver's seat. Carson laid down in the floor board of the back seat. He started the car and sped off.
Once she was sure they were far from the house she climbed into the passenger's seat. "Do you think they saw me?" she asked. "I sure hope not!" he said, casually glancing at his review mirror. "Well what's the plan now?" she questioned as she gnawed at her thumb nail. "I'm gonna take you back to your car, pick up some rolls, and drive back as fast as I can so they won't suspect anything" he replied. "Right, okay!" she said, shaking her head like a bobble head. Lars could clearly see how troubled she was. "Everything is gonna be just fine" he told her as he reached over and squeezed her hand affectionately. "I know. Laurence"
she replied, smirking. "You heard that?" he exclaimed with a laugh. "Oh yeah" she said, winking playfully. She could see him starting to blush. "By the way, why is it so such a big deal that you didn't have any rolls?" she asked curiously, chin resting on her hand. He cleared his throat and then responded in his best southern accent."Well as Mama always say, it ain't a meal without rolls".
Monday, May 16, 2011
Chasse Secrets Chapter 8
"Why do they want to question me? They already asked me a ton of questions at home" Sophie said as she and her dad hurried into the police station."I'm sure it's just procedure" Mr.Duvall assured her as he reached for the door. Sophie inhaled deeply, as though it would make her invincible, and strolled through the door. Mr.Duvall did the same and carefully closed the door, not wanting to disturb anyone. Sophie took a seat to the right of the room while Mr.Duvall talked to the person sitting behind the desk. Sophie opened her purse and checked the compartments and her make-up bag for her mango chapstick. It wasn't really for the purpose of hydrating her lips, she just needed something to keep her busy, something to take her mind off everything. She finally found it, in the bottom of her bag no less. She pulled the top off, smoothed it over her lips, rubbed her lips together, and replaced the top. Olivia will show up any minute now, as if nothing had happened, she told herself. "Ms.Duvall". Sophie jumped at the sound of her name being called by the deputy. It sounded so cold, so foreign. She feebly stood up, tucked her brown hair behind her ear and made her way toward the door. Just before she entered the room she turned back to see her father. He was standing by one of the chairs, his hands in his back pockets. He flashed her a comforting smile, and she tried her best to do the same.
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It was around four in the afternoon when Sophie and Mr.Duvall made it home. They had barely pulled into the drive-way when Mrs.Duvall rushed out to greet them. "So what did they say?" Mrs.Duvall asked anxiously. "They told her that they probably wouldn't have any more questions for her but don't be surprised if they do" Mr.Duvall answered as they walked to the porch. "Well what are we suppose to do in the mean time?" Mrs.Duvall asked. "I don't know, wait" Mr.Duvall replied. "I mean shouldn't we be looking for a lawyer" Mrs.Duvall said with a worried expression. Sophie had never seen her parents so frazzled before. "A lawyer? Why would I need a lawyer? All I did was cover for her, I didn't kidnap her!" Sophie interjected. "Of course I know that! We just don't want to be caught off guard if they were to officially name you as a suspect. Now I'm not saying they will but we have to be careful honey" Mrs.Duvall said as she gently stroked her daughter's hair. "I know, you're right" Sophie said, rapidly nodding her head. "Is Ian still here?" Sophie asked, swallowing to hold back the tears. "No, he left about an hour ago when his parents came home" Mrs.Duvall explained. "But Carson is here" Mrs.Duvall told her. "Really? How long has she been here?" Sophie asked, slightly surprised. "Yeah! She's been here I guess since three" Mrs.Duvall replied. "Does she know about everything?" Sophie inquire. "Well I'm assuming that's why she came" Mrs.Duvall replied. "She's up in your room by the way" She added. "Thanks" Sophie practically whispered.
Sophie left her parents on the porch and opened the front door, closing it behind her. She slowly crept up the stairs. Once she made it up the stairs she went to knock on her door. "Carol?" Carson called from inside Sophie's bedroom. Sophie quietly pushed the door open. "Sophie" Carson exclaimed as she sprung off of the bed. They stood frozen for a moment. Sophie trying to keep her composure, Carson wanting so bad not to say or do the wrong thing. Sophie turned toward the door, closing it softly. "I heard about Olivia" Carson said, waiting for Sophie's response. Sophie let her hands slip from the door, then she slithered to her bed, gingerly descending upon it. "Yeah, it's quite shocking isn't it" Sophie said in almost a monotone. Carson gradually walked to the bed, sitting beside Sophie. "Have they found any leads on her?" Carson inquired. Sophie turned her head to see Carson beside her. "None that I know of" Sophie simply replied. Sophie returned her head to it's previous position. She started to crack her neck from side to side. Then her eyes fell on her full length mirror on her closet door in front of her. She rose form the bed and walked only a few steps, so that the mirror was a couple of inches from her face. She lifter her hand to the mirror, letting it rest on the image of her cheek. She did this as though she could change the events of the past two days by communicating with the mirror Sophie. So far it didn't seem to be helping.
"I think they're looking at me as a suspect" Sophie blurted out calmly. Sophie turned to face Carson who was still seated on the bed. "Are you sure?" Carson asked. "Kinda sure" Sophie replied. "What does kinda sure mean?" Carson questioned with raised eyebrow. Sophie sat down on the bed facing Carson, her legs Indian style. "Well they brought me in for questioning, and my mom wants to hire a lawyer, and let's face it, my alibi doesn't look too good" Sophie explained. "I'm sure Carol is just being cautious, and anyone that knows you, knows you wouldn't hurt a fly, that has to count for something" Carson reassured her. "Yeah, you're right" Sophie agreed. "And how do they know she didn't just run away" Carson added. "Well I think they're still looking into that" Sophie said as she tucked her hair behind her left ear. "I really hope she's okay" Carson said in a daze. "I just can't believe this is happening. I mean you hear about this kind of stuff in the news but you never think" Sophie said almost breaking into a fit of tears, yet never letting one tear fall. "You know what, let's talk about something else" Carson suggested. "Sure! What do you want to talk about?" Sophie asked with a shaking smile. "Hmmm where should I start. Oh yeah! Lars and I are going on our first date out tomorrow!" Carson said excitedly. "Wait! Y'all haven't been on a date before?" Sophie inquired, openly confused. "No, we've been on dates, just always at his apartment. We don't usually have an opportunity to go somewhere without people we know seeing us" Carson explained. "Well where is he taking you?" Sophie questioned. "I don't know" Carson said all in one breath. "Um don't you think you should find out" Sophie reasoned. "I know, but he really wants it to be a surprise. He did tell me though that it's no more than forty-five minutes away, so that rules out Paris" Carson replied. Sophie laughed. Beep! Carson reached in her back pocket for her cellphone. She look at it for not more than a minute, then returned it to her pocket. "That was my mom, I have to go, I'll see you Monday" Carson said, bouncing up off of the bed. "Hey, by the way how did you get here without your car? I didn't see it in the drive-way" Sophie asked curiously. "Oh I walked" Carson told her. "You walked?" Sophie said in disbelief. "Yes, I did,. I happen to enjoy a little fresh air every once in a while. Plus I didn't want to waste gas seeing as I only live a couple streets over" Carson said as she reached for the doorknob. "Thanks for coming" Sophie said with a grateful expression. "What are friends for" Carson replied just before she opened the door and closed it behind her. Sophie waited for a moment to ensure that Carson had left. When she thought she had waited long enough she allowed a tear to slip from her eye. And once she had started she couldn't stop.
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It was around four in the afternoon when Sophie and Mr.Duvall made it home. They had barely pulled into the drive-way when Mrs.Duvall rushed out to greet them. "So what did they say?" Mrs.Duvall asked anxiously. "They told her that they probably wouldn't have any more questions for her but don't be surprised if they do" Mr.Duvall answered as they walked to the porch. "Well what are we suppose to do in the mean time?" Mrs.Duvall asked. "I don't know, wait" Mr.Duvall replied. "I mean shouldn't we be looking for a lawyer" Mrs.Duvall said with a worried expression. Sophie had never seen her parents so frazzled before. "A lawyer? Why would I need a lawyer? All I did was cover for her, I didn't kidnap her!" Sophie interjected. "Of course I know that! We just don't want to be caught off guard if they were to officially name you as a suspect. Now I'm not saying they will but we have to be careful honey" Mrs.Duvall said as she gently stroked her daughter's hair. "I know, you're right" Sophie said, rapidly nodding her head. "Is Ian still here?" Sophie asked, swallowing to hold back the tears. "No, he left about an hour ago when his parents came home" Mrs.Duvall explained. "But Carson is here" Mrs.Duvall told her. "Really? How long has she been here?" Sophie asked, slightly surprised. "Yeah! She's been here I guess since three" Mrs.Duvall replied. "Does she know about everything?" Sophie inquire. "Well I'm assuming that's why she came" Mrs.Duvall replied. "She's up in your room by the way" She added. "Thanks" Sophie practically whispered.
Sophie left her parents on the porch and opened the front door, closing it behind her. She slowly crept up the stairs. Once she made it up the stairs she went to knock on her door. "Carol?" Carson called from inside Sophie's bedroom. Sophie quietly pushed the door open. "Sophie" Carson exclaimed as she sprung off of the bed. They stood frozen for a moment. Sophie trying to keep her composure, Carson wanting so bad not to say or do the wrong thing. Sophie turned toward the door, closing it softly. "I heard about Olivia" Carson said, waiting for Sophie's response. Sophie let her hands slip from the door, then she slithered to her bed, gingerly descending upon it. "Yeah, it's quite shocking isn't it" Sophie said in almost a monotone. Carson gradually walked to the bed, sitting beside Sophie. "Have they found any leads on her?" Carson inquired. Sophie turned her head to see Carson beside her. "None that I know of" Sophie simply replied. Sophie returned her head to it's previous position. She started to crack her neck from side to side. Then her eyes fell on her full length mirror on her closet door in front of her. She rose form the bed and walked only a few steps, so that the mirror was a couple of inches from her face. She lifter her hand to the mirror, letting it rest on the image of her cheek. She did this as though she could change the events of the past two days by communicating with the mirror Sophie. So far it didn't seem to be helping.
"I think they're looking at me as a suspect" Sophie blurted out calmly. Sophie turned to face Carson who was still seated on the bed. "Are you sure?" Carson asked. "Kinda sure" Sophie replied. "What does kinda sure mean?" Carson questioned with raised eyebrow. Sophie sat down on the bed facing Carson, her legs Indian style. "Well they brought me in for questioning, and my mom wants to hire a lawyer, and let's face it, my alibi doesn't look too good" Sophie explained. "I'm sure Carol is just being cautious, and anyone that knows you, knows you wouldn't hurt a fly, that has to count for something" Carson reassured her. "Yeah, you're right" Sophie agreed. "And how do they know she didn't just run away" Carson added. "Well I think they're still looking into that" Sophie said as she tucked her hair behind her left ear. "I really hope she's okay" Carson said in a daze. "I just can't believe this is happening. I mean you hear about this kind of stuff in the news but you never think" Sophie said almost breaking into a fit of tears, yet never letting one tear fall. "You know what, let's talk about something else" Carson suggested. "Sure! What do you want to talk about?" Sophie asked with a shaking smile. "Hmmm where should I start. Oh yeah! Lars and I are going on our first date out tomorrow!" Carson said excitedly. "Wait! Y'all haven't been on a date before?" Sophie inquired, openly confused. "No, we've been on dates, just always at his apartment. We don't usually have an opportunity to go somewhere without people we know seeing us" Carson explained. "Well where is he taking you?" Sophie questioned. "I don't know" Carson said all in one breath. "Um don't you think you should find out" Sophie reasoned. "I know, but he really wants it to be a surprise. He did tell me though that it's no more than forty-five minutes away, so that rules out Paris" Carson replied. Sophie laughed. Beep! Carson reached in her back pocket for her cellphone. She look at it for not more than a minute, then returned it to her pocket. "That was my mom, I have to go, I'll see you Monday" Carson said, bouncing up off of the bed. "Hey, by the way how did you get here without your car? I didn't see it in the drive-way" Sophie asked curiously. "Oh I walked" Carson told her. "You walked?" Sophie said in disbelief. "Yes, I did,. I happen to enjoy a little fresh air every once in a while. Plus I didn't want to waste gas seeing as I only live a couple streets over" Carson said as she reached for the doorknob. "Thanks for coming" Sophie said with a grateful expression. "What are friends for" Carson replied just before she opened the door and closed it behind her. Sophie waited for a moment to ensure that Carson had left. When she thought she had waited long enough she allowed a tear to slip from her eye. And once she had started she couldn't stop.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Chasse Secrets Chapter 7
A blur.That's what everything was to Sophie, from the time she had talked to Mrs.Nora, til now. She sat in the corner of her living room, practically numb. "What do you mean you can't put out an Amber Alert yet? I don't care if it hasn't been forty-eight hours, she's my daughter!" Mr.Webb yelled at the police officer. Mr.Webb was intimidatingly tall, He had the same almost back hair Olivia and Ian shared. Even though Mr.Webb could be frightening at time, deep down he was a very gentle man. Sophie looked toward her left and saw Mrs.Nora and Ian in the kitchen, Mrs.Nora sobbing with her head on Ian's shoulder. Sophie had never seen Mrs.Nora cry before. She started to look away, ashamed to be witness to such a personal thing, but she stopped when she heard Ian trying to console his mother. "Shh it's okay Mom, she'll be fine. We just gotta have faith" he said. Sophie cradled her head in her hands, hoping to escape her surroundings. Wishing to wake up and this all be a terrible nightmare. How could she let Olivia talk her into this? Why didn't she just say no? Sophie had always been the practical one, the logical one. Why did she choose now to stop?
When she lifted her head from the security of her hands she saw Ian in front of her, his arms folded. "You okay?" he asked. Sophie was a little shocked to hear him ask if she was okay, after all it was his sister, not her's, that was missing. "Um, yeah, I'm fine. What about you?" she asked as he pulled a chair from the kitchen and sat down beside her. "Well, I've had better days that's for sure" he replied. They sat in silence for a moment, Sophie unable to even glance at him. Then out of no where he said "Why?". "What do you mean?" she inquired. "What I mean is, why would she do something like this and why would you let her?" he replied. "I don't know" was all Sophie could say. "And to meet a guy of all things! A guy!" he said, his voice slightly rising. "I'm so sorry, I never thought this would happen. I wish I could go back" she said, trying not to burst into tears. Ian must have noticed because he stood up rather quickly after that, muttering something about having to help his mom.
Sophie dabbed at her eyes. She just then noticed that the police were gone. She got up from her chair and walked over to the stairs. Before she walked up the stairs she peered into the dining room. Mrs.Nora sat at the head of the table, Ian to her right. Mrs.Nora finally realized that Sophie was there and gave her a stare so cold she could feel a chill in the air. And then Sophie assented the stairs. Once she was in her room she grabbed her phone and gently sat on her bed. She dialed the number, and waited for an answer. "Hey Mom! Could you and dad come home?"
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A hour later. Sophie's parents were on their way home. Mrs.Nora and Ian were still there. Mr.Webb was with the police trying to get them to let him file a missing person's report. Sophie crept down the stairs. She scanned the living room. No one in there. Then she turned toward the dining room, and was surprised to find Mrs.Nora and Ian exactly as they were a hour ago. She cautiously walked into the dining room. "Are y'all hungry? I could make some sandwiches and soup" Sophie said, breaking the gnawing silence. For a minute they just stared at Sophie. "Um yeah, thanks!" Ian finally said. "What about you Mom?" Ian asked Mrs.Nora. "I'm not hungry" she replied, barely audible. Sophie nodded and strolled into the kitchen. "You need any help?" Ian asked Sophie. "Sure, thank you" she replied, not sure what to make of it. Sophie opened the refrigerator. "Turkey or ham?" she asked. "Ham" he told her She took the ham, cheese, mayonnaise, and mustard and sat it all on the counter. Then she went to the pantry to get the bread and soup. "Tomato soup or chicken noodle? Wheat or white?" she asked him. "Tomato and white" he answered. Mrs.Nora came in the kitchen then. "Ian, I'm gonna go down to the police station and see if your dad's making any progress" Mrs.Nora announced. "You sure you don't want a sandwich for the road" Sophie inquired. "No. Thank you though" Mrs.Nora replied. Mrs.Nora walked over to Ian and hugged him tightly, as if she expected him evaporate before her very eyes. "I love you" she said as she pulled away from him. "I love you too Mom" he replied. Mrs.Nora smiled weakly at her son and then proceeded for the front door. Sophie was practically holding her breath until she heard the front door slam.
They prepared the lunch mostly in silence until Ian finally spoke. "You know as much as I want to blame you for all this, I can't" "And why is that?" Sophie questioned, not sure if she was startled by what he said, or by the fact that he had said anything at all. "Because as much as I love my sister I know how easily she can talk people into things" Ian explained. Sophie licked her lips and went back to stirring the soup, Ian making the sandwiches. "Do you remember all that messed up stuff she used to talk us into?" Ian said, more so reminiscing than asking. "How could I forget! She once dared me to eat ten live worms" she replied, as she sat her spoon down and turned to face him. "Didn't you throw those up?" he asked, stroking his chin. "Nope! I swallowed all ten. I wanted so badly to prove to her that I wasn't scared. Maybe that's why I agreed to cover for her" she said. As soon as she had said that she wished she hadn't. "I want you to know that I will do anything in my power to find her" she assured him. "Thank you, I appreciate that" he replied. "Maybe we could form a search party" she suggested helpfully. "I don't think that's such a good idea" he said. "Why?" she asked, puzzled. "Because unlike me my mom does blame you" he answered bluntly. "Oh, oh I see" she replied, acutely embarrassed. "Sophie, you have to understand" he said grasping for her hand as she turned back to stir the soup. "No, no, I do understand. What I did. What I did was stupid beyond measure, and I can't take it back" she practically yelled at him. He gingerly let go of her hand. She couldn't believe she had just yelled at him. It wasn't like she hadn't ever yelled at him prior. In fact she was constantly yelling at him when they were younger. It was just her yelling at him in the midst of all this that shocked her, and maybe even scared her.
Slam. Ian and Sophie rushed to the door. "Mom!" Sophie exclaimed, almost running to hug her mother. "Why was the door unlocked? You know I'm always telling you to remember to lock the door" Mrs.Duvall scolded her. "I'm sorry, I got distracted" Sophie said. "Can someone help me with these bags?" Mr.Duvall said, entering completely loaded down with duffel bags. Sophie hurried to relieve her dad of the numerous bags. "How are you doing?" Mrs.Duvall said, addressing Ian. "I'm okay, thanks for asking" Ian replied with a polite smile. "Listen, Sophie, I really should be going, I'll just grab a sandwich and go home" Ian said heading for the kitchen. "No, stay! I don't want to tell your mother I left you alone" Mrs.Duvall said. "No, really, it's fine. I'm home alone a lot" he explained. "Well this is one time you won't be alone" Mrs.Duvall decided. "Thank you" he said, scratching the back of his head uncomfortably. "So y'all made sandwiches?" Mrs.Duvall inquired. "And soup" Sophie interjected. "Sounds great! I'm starved" Mr.Duvall said. "Why don't y'all go get some food and I'll take your bags up to your room?" Sophie offered. "Thanks pumpkin" Mr.Duvall said with a broad smile.
Sophie picked up a couple of bags and rushed up the stairs. That's how Sophie's parents always reacted to a tragedy. Oblivious. Like nothing had happened. Sure they would probably talk about it to Sophie later. About how careless and stupid it was to cover for Olivia, and to ask if she was alright. But that would be the extent of what they would say. It wasn't that they didn't care, they just felt that it made people sadder to talk about it, and maybe they were right.
Sophie turned back to get the other bags and was startled bu Ian. "Geez" she exclaimed. "Sorry" he apologized. They just stood there for a moment, Sophie biting her lip. "I'm sorry for yelling at you like that, you really don't deserve that" Sophie said, unable to look him in the eye. "Don't worry about it. No one gets what they deserve anyway" he quipped. "So, um, any particular reason you're in my parents' bedroom?" she asked. "Well I thought I'd help with the bags" he explained. She looked down at the bags in his masculine hands. "Oh, thanks. That's really nice of you" she replied. "Yeah, I'm pretty nice" he bragged.
They dropped the bags on her parents' bed. "Sophie" Mr.Duvall called from downstairs. "Yeah Dad?" Sophie called. "Mr.Webb just called. The police want to see you for questioning"
When she lifted her head from the security of her hands she saw Ian in front of her, his arms folded. "You okay?" he asked. Sophie was a little shocked to hear him ask if she was okay, after all it was his sister, not her's, that was missing. "Um, yeah, I'm fine. What about you?" she asked as he pulled a chair from the kitchen and sat down beside her. "Well, I've had better days that's for sure" he replied. They sat in silence for a moment, Sophie unable to even glance at him. Then out of no where he said "Why?". "What do you mean?" she inquired. "What I mean is, why would she do something like this and why would you let her?" he replied. "I don't know" was all Sophie could say. "And to meet a guy of all things! A guy!" he said, his voice slightly rising. "I'm so sorry, I never thought this would happen. I wish I could go back" she said, trying not to burst into tears. Ian must have noticed because he stood up rather quickly after that, muttering something about having to help his mom.
Sophie dabbed at her eyes. She just then noticed that the police were gone. She got up from her chair and walked over to the stairs. Before she walked up the stairs she peered into the dining room. Mrs.Nora sat at the head of the table, Ian to her right. Mrs.Nora finally realized that Sophie was there and gave her a stare so cold she could feel a chill in the air. And then Sophie assented the stairs. Once she was in her room she grabbed her phone and gently sat on her bed. She dialed the number, and waited for an answer. "Hey Mom! Could you and dad come home?"
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A hour later. Sophie's parents were on their way home. Mrs.Nora and Ian were still there. Mr.Webb was with the police trying to get them to let him file a missing person's report. Sophie crept down the stairs. She scanned the living room. No one in there. Then she turned toward the dining room, and was surprised to find Mrs.Nora and Ian exactly as they were a hour ago. She cautiously walked into the dining room. "Are y'all hungry? I could make some sandwiches and soup" Sophie said, breaking the gnawing silence. For a minute they just stared at Sophie. "Um yeah, thanks!" Ian finally said. "What about you Mom?" Ian asked Mrs.Nora. "I'm not hungry" she replied, barely audible. Sophie nodded and strolled into the kitchen. "You need any help?" Ian asked Sophie. "Sure, thank you" she replied, not sure what to make of it. Sophie opened the refrigerator. "Turkey or ham?" she asked. "Ham" he told her She took the ham, cheese, mayonnaise, and mustard and sat it all on the counter. Then she went to the pantry to get the bread and soup. "Tomato soup or chicken noodle? Wheat or white?" she asked him. "Tomato and white" he answered. Mrs.Nora came in the kitchen then. "Ian, I'm gonna go down to the police station and see if your dad's making any progress" Mrs.Nora announced. "You sure you don't want a sandwich for the road" Sophie inquired. "No. Thank you though" Mrs.Nora replied. Mrs.Nora walked over to Ian and hugged him tightly, as if she expected him evaporate before her very eyes. "I love you" she said as she pulled away from him. "I love you too Mom" he replied. Mrs.Nora smiled weakly at her son and then proceeded for the front door. Sophie was practically holding her breath until she heard the front door slam.
They prepared the lunch mostly in silence until Ian finally spoke. "You know as much as I want to blame you for all this, I can't" "And why is that?" Sophie questioned, not sure if she was startled by what he said, or by the fact that he had said anything at all. "Because as much as I love my sister I know how easily she can talk people into things" Ian explained. Sophie licked her lips and went back to stirring the soup, Ian making the sandwiches. "Do you remember all that messed up stuff she used to talk us into?" Ian said, more so reminiscing than asking. "How could I forget! She once dared me to eat ten live worms" she replied, as she sat her spoon down and turned to face him. "Didn't you throw those up?" he asked, stroking his chin. "Nope! I swallowed all ten. I wanted so badly to prove to her that I wasn't scared. Maybe that's why I agreed to cover for her" she said. As soon as she had said that she wished she hadn't. "I want you to know that I will do anything in my power to find her" she assured him. "Thank you, I appreciate that" he replied. "Maybe we could form a search party" she suggested helpfully. "I don't think that's such a good idea" he said. "Why?" she asked, puzzled. "Because unlike me my mom does blame you" he answered bluntly. "Oh, oh I see" she replied, acutely embarrassed. "Sophie, you have to understand" he said grasping for her hand as she turned back to stir the soup. "No, no, I do understand. What I did. What I did was stupid beyond measure, and I can't take it back" she practically yelled at him. He gingerly let go of her hand. She couldn't believe she had just yelled at him. It wasn't like she hadn't ever yelled at him prior. In fact she was constantly yelling at him when they were younger. It was just her yelling at him in the midst of all this that shocked her, and maybe even scared her.
Slam. Ian and Sophie rushed to the door. "Mom!" Sophie exclaimed, almost running to hug her mother. "Why was the door unlocked? You know I'm always telling you to remember to lock the door" Mrs.Duvall scolded her. "I'm sorry, I got distracted" Sophie said. "Can someone help me with these bags?" Mr.Duvall said, entering completely loaded down with duffel bags. Sophie hurried to relieve her dad of the numerous bags. "How are you doing?" Mrs.Duvall said, addressing Ian. "I'm okay, thanks for asking" Ian replied with a polite smile. "Listen, Sophie, I really should be going, I'll just grab a sandwich and go home" Ian said heading for the kitchen. "No, stay! I don't want to tell your mother I left you alone" Mrs.Duvall said. "No, really, it's fine. I'm home alone a lot" he explained. "Well this is one time you won't be alone" Mrs.Duvall decided. "Thank you" he said, scratching the back of his head uncomfortably. "So y'all made sandwiches?" Mrs.Duvall inquired. "And soup" Sophie interjected. "Sounds great! I'm starved" Mr.Duvall said. "Why don't y'all go get some food and I'll take your bags up to your room?" Sophie offered. "Thanks pumpkin" Mr.Duvall said with a broad smile.
Sophie picked up a couple of bags and rushed up the stairs. That's how Sophie's parents always reacted to a tragedy. Oblivious. Like nothing had happened. Sure they would probably talk about it to Sophie later. About how careless and stupid it was to cover for Olivia, and to ask if she was alright. But that would be the extent of what they would say. It wasn't that they didn't care, they just felt that it made people sadder to talk about it, and maybe they were right.
Sophie turned back to get the other bags and was startled bu Ian. "Geez" she exclaimed. "Sorry" he apologized. They just stood there for a moment, Sophie biting her lip. "I'm sorry for yelling at you like that, you really don't deserve that" Sophie said, unable to look him in the eye. "Don't worry about it. No one gets what they deserve anyway" he quipped. "So, um, any particular reason you're in my parents' bedroom?" she asked. "Well I thought I'd help with the bags" he explained. She looked down at the bags in his masculine hands. "Oh, thanks. That's really nice of you" she replied. "Yeah, I'm pretty nice" he bragged.
They dropped the bags on her parents' bed. "Sophie" Mr.Duvall called from downstairs. "Yeah Dad?" Sophie called. "Mr.Webb just called. The police want to see you for questioning"
Monday, April 25, 2011
Chasse Secrets Chapter 6
Beep! Beep! Sophie had almost forgotten about her coffee until then. She hurried to the microwave. She took it out, grabbing the spoon from the counter. She put a packet of Splenda and some creamer in it and then went back to the living room to continue practicing.
She was practicing the part where Aurora is celebrating her sixteenth birthday. She wanted to make sure she had it flawless for the next time they practiced together.
She took a few sips of her coffee and then she turned the music back on. She was just half way into the dance when the doorbell rang. She rushed to answer it and was greeted by Olivia. "Hey! What are you doing here?" Sophie exclaimed. "Oh I was just in the neighborhood" Olivia replied. "Uh yeah, you live next door. Come in!" Sophie said, shutting and locking the door behind her. Olivia glanced down at Sophie's feet, clad in pointe shoes. "I just love your feet! I'd kill for feet like that!" Olivia gushed. "Thank you" Sophie replied, practically blushing. "I've just been practicing a little" Sophie informed her as she sat down and started to remove her pointe shoes. "On a Friday night?" Olivia remarked. "Well my parents are out of town, so I thought it would be a good opportunity to be alone to practice" Sophie explained. "Where did they go?" Olivia questioned. "Lake Anna, it's their wedding anniversary" Sophie told her. "Oh how romantic!" Olivia exclaimed with a sentimental expression. "So what brings you here?" Sophie asked, as she put her pointe shoes away in her dance bag. "Well I'm just gonna go ahead and say it. I told my mom that I was going to sleep over at your house tonight but really I'm going to meet this guy" Olivia explained at a rapid pace. Sophie let her words linger for a moment. "Why me? And why can't your mom know you're meeting a guy?" Sophie inquired. "My mom loves you! She trusts you, she thinks you're responsible. But the reason I don't want her to know about this guy is because she might not approve, plus it's more fun this way" Olivia replied. "Why wouldn't she approve?" Sophie asked, feeling somewhat tense. "Never mind why, it's not important. Just please do this for me, you're one of the few people I can trust Soph" Olivia said, trying her best to sway her. "How could you even do that? Your parents live right next door" Sophie reminded her. "Easy! I sneak out of your parents' bedroom window, seeing as it's on the other side, and they'll never be the wiser" Olivia explained. "Well what if your mom calls?" Sophie asked. "Tell her I'm in the bathroom" Olivia replied. "Oh of course! Because that always works" Sophie quipped. "That's why I brought this" Olivia said as she pulled her tape recorder out of the overnight bag. "A tape recorder?" Sophie remarked as Olivia handed it to her. "When my mom calls just turn it on" Olivia told her. She turned it on. "Hi Mom! We're watching a movie, can I call you back?" She turned it to the next one. "It's the movie with the guy from the doctors show" She turned it again. "Yeah that one" She turned it off. "What? Do you work for the CIA or something?" Sophie remarked. "Only on weekends" Olivia quipped, brushing her hair with her hand. "There should be about fifteen to seventeen different recordings on it, you should probably listen to them all before you have to use it" Olivia suggested. "Gotcha!" Sophie said. "So you'll do it?" Olivia inquired, with a pleading expression. "Oh, alright I'll do" Sophie replied, unwillingly. "Thank you so much! I owe you big time" Olivia exclaimed, hugging Sophie. "I'll remember that" Sophie said with a grin.
Sophie walked over to pick up her coffee, taking a sip. It was already cold. "So who is this mystery guy? Anyone I know?" Sophie questioned with raised eyebrows. "Now what would be the fun in telling you that" Olivia teased. "Okay, you can have your little secret, but I'll find out sooner or later" Sophie told her. "Maybe you will, maybe you won't" Olivia remarked. "You wanna put your stuff in my room while I go heat my coffee?" Sophie asked. "Sure, thanks! But why coffee this late?" Olivia questioned. Sophie peered up at the clock on the wall. 9:49PM. "Appetite suppress-it. Plus we don't have to get up early for practice for once, so I won't have to worry that it's gonna keep me up" Sophie remarked. Olivia picked up her bags and made her way up the stairs, while Sophie sauntered into the kitchen to heat her coffee.
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Two hours had pasted when they finally saw Olivia's parents' lights turn off. They passed the time by watching some movie about this girl who witnessed a murder and to avoid the wrath of the demented killer she moved to Tennessee where she fell in love with a man from the local church who turned out to be the killer's nephew. It was quite tragic.
"Liv!"Sophie exclaimed as she nudged Olivia. "What?" Olivia asked, slightly startled. "I think they're asleep, their lights went out" Sophie told her. Olivia turned the TV off, and went to peer out the window. "You're right! Looks like it's show time"Olivia quipped. Olivia pranced over to Sophie's full-length mirror, fixing her hair and make-up. "I should be back by three, if I'm not just give me, but don't panic" Olivia said. "Okay I won't" Sophie assured her.
They walked over to Sophie's parents' bedroom. Olivia unlocked the window and pushed it up. "Wait, when did you put that ladder there?" Sophie inquired. "Before I rang your doorbell" Olivia replied. "How did you even know I'd say yes?" Sophie asked, as she crossed her arms. "I didn't, but I hoped you would" Olivia said, smirking. Olivia placed one leg on the second rung of the ladder and then confidently swung the other over. "Live!" Sophie said. "Yeah Soph?" Olivia replied. "Be careful" Sophie warned her. "You worry too much, you know that?" Olivia remarked. Sophie just rolled her eyes. "I'll call you when I'm back so you can open the window, so keep your phone volume up" Olivia informed her. "Sure thing!" Sophie shot back. Olivia climbed down the ladder, waved to Sophie, and was gone.
Sophie pulled the window down and locked it. She walked back to her room, picking up a book before she plopped down on her bed. She was only a chapter in when the phone rang. She sat her book and reached for the tape recorder. "Hello" Sophie said in her cheery telephone voice. "Hi Sophie, it's um, me, Carson" Sophie was a little stunned, she didn't know what to say. They hadn't talked since that night at the studio. "Oh" was all she could manage to say. "I just wanted to clear the air, and say I'm really sorry for how I acted toward you, you're my best and most trustworthy friend, and I don't want to let anything change that" Carson said. "I'm really glad you called, and everything that happened that night, history" Sophie replied. "That's so good to hear" Carson exclaimed. Silence. "So, did you give up the role of lilac fairy?" Sophie asked in an effort to keep the conversation going. "Well actually Natalie backed off" Carson informed her. "You're kidding! Why?" Sophie exclaimed in shock. "She just came up to me after class the other night and said that she didn't want the role of the lilac fairy anymore and she wasn't going to tell anyone. She was acting really strange, almost anxious" Carson told her. "Well at least she backed off" Sophie said. "I know! I was so relieved. It just makes it even more clear to me how important it is that Lars and I remain a secret" Carson remarked. "Definitely! Hey can I ask you something?" Sophie asked. "Of course!" Carson exclaimed. "Do you think Dean has been acting strange lately?" Sophie questioned. "Strange how?" Carson asked. Sophie stood up and started pacing. "I don't know, just strange" Sophie replied. "You like him don't you!" Carson said in her all knowing voice. "No! It's just the other night at dance Meredith and Cassie said he had said he was going to practice with me before class but I didn't even see him until during class" Sophie explained. "Maybe he just decided not to practice" Carson suggested. "Then why didn't anyone see him?" Sophie pondered, toying with her necklace. "Maybe he was hiding a dead body" Carson teased. They laughed. "Hey my phone is going low battery, can I call you later?" Carson asked. "Sure, talk to you later" Sophie said as she hung up the phone. She picked her book up and started where she had left off.
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8:19AM. Sophie had just woken up. She stretched her arms out in front of her, and then she picked up her phone. Two missed calls. Mom at 11:38PM ans again at 11:40PM. She pulled back the covers and placed her feet on the floor. She made her way downstairs, and that's when she remember. Olivia. She rushed up the stairs and into her parents' room. The window was closed and locked, the ladder still there. No signs of Olivia to be found. She hurried to her room and grabbed her phone. She frantically started dialing Olivia's number. Seven calls. No answer. She looked at the clock. 8:36AM. Olivia had said not to panic, but this was beyond the panic stage. Her phone rang. "Hello" she answered, trying her best to remain calm, or at least sound like it. "Hi Sophie! It's Mrs.Nora!" Sophie wished she was anywhere else but there, talking to anyone else but her, preferably Olivia. "Is Olivia up yet? I wanted to see if she could help me with the younger classes today seeing as June called in sick" Mrs.Nora explained in her friendly voice. "I'm sorry but she can't come to the phone right now" Sophie said. "Is she asleep? I never can get Olivia up when I need her to" Mrs.Nora said with a wholehearted laugh. "Um, no, that's not it" Sophie replied, her voice cracking. "Then why can't she?" Mrs.Nora inquired. Sophie took a deep breath. "I don't know where she is Mrs.Nora".
She was practicing the part where Aurora is celebrating her sixteenth birthday. She wanted to make sure she had it flawless for the next time they practiced together.
She took a few sips of her coffee and then she turned the music back on. She was just half way into the dance when the doorbell rang. She rushed to answer it and was greeted by Olivia. "Hey! What are you doing here?" Sophie exclaimed. "Oh I was just in the neighborhood" Olivia replied. "Uh yeah, you live next door. Come in!" Sophie said, shutting and locking the door behind her. Olivia glanced down at Sophie's feet, clad in pointe shoes. "I just love your feet! I'd kill for feet like that!" Olivia gushed. "Thank you" Sophie replied, practically blushing. "I've just been practicing a little" Sophie informed her as she sat down and started to remove her pointe shoes. "On a Friday night?" Olivia remarked. "Well my parents are out of town, so I thought it would be a good opportunity to be alone to practice" Sophie explained. "Where did they go?" Olivia questioned. "Lake Anna, it's their wedding anniversary" Sophie told her. "Oh how romantic!" Olivia exclaimed with a sentimental expression. "So what brings you here?" Sophie asked, as she put her pointe shoes away in her dance bag. "Well I'm just gonna go ahead and say it. I told my mom that I was going to sleep over at your house tonight but really I'm going to meet this guy" Olivia explained at a rapid pace. Sophie let her words linger for a moment. "Why me? And why can't your mom know you're meeting a guy?" Sophie inquired. "My mom loves you! She trusts you, she thinks you're responsible. But the reason I don't want her to know about this guy is because she might not approve, plus it's more fun this way" Olivia replied. "Why wouldn't she approve?" Sophie asked, feeling somewhat tense. "Never mind why, it's not important. Just please do this for me, you're one of the few people I can trust Soph" Olivia said, trying her best to sway her. "How could you even do that? Your parents live right next door" Sophie reminded her. "Easy! I sneak out of your parents' bedroom window, seeing as it's on the other side, and they'll never be the wiser" Olivia explained. "Well what if your mom calls?" Sophie asked. "Tell her I'm in the bathroom" Olivia replied. "Oh of course! Because that always works" Sophie quipped. "That's why I brought this" Olivia said as she pulled her tape recorder out of the overnight bag. "A tape recorder?" Sophie remarked as Olivia handed it to her. "When my mom calls just turn it on" Olivia told her. She turned it on. "Hi Mom! We're watching a movie, can I call you back?" She turned it to the next one. "It's the movie with the guy from the doctors show" She turned it again. "Yeah that one" She turned it off. "What? Do you work for the CIA or something?" Sophie remarked. "Only on weekends" Olivia quipped, brushing her hair with her hand. "There should be about fifteen to seventeen different recordings on it, you should probably listen to them all before you have to use it" Olivia suggested. "Gotcha!" Sophie said. "So you'll do it?" Olivia inquired, with a pleading expression. "Oh, alright I'll do" Sophie replied, unwillingly. "Thank you so much! I owe you big time" Olivia exclaimed, hugging Sophie. "I'll remember that" Sophie said with a grin.
Sophie walked over to pick up her coffee, taking a sip. It was already cold. "So who is this mystery guy? Anyone I know?" Sophie questioned with raised eyebrows. "Now what would be the fun in telling you that" Olivia teased. "Okay, you can have your little secret, but I'll find out sooner or later" Sophie told her. "Maybe you will, maybe you won't" Olivia remarked. "You wanna put your stuff in my room while I go heat my coffee?" Sophie asked. "Sure, thanks! But why coffee this late?" Olivia questioned. Sophie peered up at the clock on the wall. 9:49PM. "Appetite suppress-it. Plus we don't have to get up early for practice for once, so I won't have to worry that it's gonna keep me up" Sophie remarked. Olivia picked up her bags and made her way up the stairs, while Sophie sauntered into the kitchen to heat her coffee.
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Two hours had pasted when they finally saw Olivia's parents' lights turn off. They passed the time by watching some movie about this girl who witnessed a murder and to avoid the wrath of the demented killer she moved to Tennessee where she fell in love with a man from the local church who turned out to be the killer's nephew. It was quite tragic.
"Liv!"Sophie exclaimed as she nudged Olivia. "What?" Olivia asked, slightly startled. "I think they're asleep, their lights went out" Sophie told her. Olivia turned the TV off, and went to peer out the window. "You're right! Looks like it's show time"Olivia quipped. Olivia pranced over to Sophie's full-length mirror, fixing her hair and make-up. "I should be back by three, if I'm not just give me, but don't panic" Olivia said. "Okay I won't" Sophie assured her.
They walked over to Sophie's parents' bedroom. Olivia unlocked the window and pushed it up. "Wait, when did you put that ladder there?" Sophie inquired. "Before I rang your doorbell" Olivia replied. "How did you even know I'd say yes?" Sophie asked, as she crossed her arms. "I didn't, but I hoped you would" Olivia said, smirking. Olivia placed one leg on the second rung of the ladder and then confidently swung the other over. "Live!" Sophie said. "Yeah Soph?" Olivia replied. "Be careful" Sophie warned her. "You worry too much, you know that?" Olivia remarked. Sophie just rolled her eyes. "I'll call you when I'm back so you can open the window, so keep your phone volume up" Olivia informed her. "Sure thing!" Sophie shot back. Olivia climbed down the ladder, waved to Sophie, and was gone.
Sophie pulled the window down and locked it. She walked back to her room, picking up a book before she plopped down on her bed. She was only a chapter in when the phone rang. She sat her book and reached for the tape recorder. "Hello" Sophie said in her cheery telephone voice. "Hi Sophie, it's um, me, Carson" Sophie was a little stunned, she didn't know what to say. They hadn't talked since that night at the studio. "Oh" was all she could manage to say. "I just wanted to clear the air, and say I'm really sorry for how I acted toward you, you're my best and most trustworthy friend, and I don't want to let anything change that" Carson said. "I'm really glad you called, and everything that happened that night, history" Sophie replied. "That's so good to hear" Carson exclaimed. Silence. "So, did you give up the role of lilac fairy?" Sophie asked in an effort to keep the conversation going. "Well actually Natalie backed off" Carson informed her. "You're kidding! Why?" Sophie exclaimed in shock. "She just came up to me after class the other night and said that she didn't want the role of the lilac fairy anymore and she wasn't going to tell anyone. She was acting really strange, almost anxious" Carson told her. "Well at least she backed off" Sophie said. "I know! I was so relieved. It just makes it even more clear to me how important it is that Lars and I remain a secret" Carson remarked. "Definitely! Hey can I ask you something?" Sophie asked. "Of course!" Carson exclaimed. "Do you think Dean has been acting strange lately?" Sophie questioned. "Strange how?" Carson asked. Sophie stood up and started pacing. "I don't know, just strange" Sophie replied. "You like him don't you!" Carson said in her all knowing voice. "No! It's just the other night at dance Meredith and Cassie said he had said he was going to practice with me before class but I didn't even see him until during class" Sophie explained. "Maybe he just decided not to practice" Carson suggested. "Then why didn't anyone see him?" Sophie pondered, toying with her necklace. "Maybe he was hiding a dead body" Carson teased. They laughed. "Hey my phone is going low battery, can I call you later?" Carson asked. "Sure, talk to you later" Sophie said as she hung up the phone. She picked her book up and started where she had left off.
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8:19AM. Sophie had just woken up. She stretched her arms out in front of her, and then she picked up her phone. Two missed calls. Mom at 11:38PM ans again at 11:40PM. She pulled back the covers and placed her feet on the floor. She made her way downstairs, and that's when she remember. Olivia. She rushed up the stairs and into her parents' room. The window was closed and locked, the ladder still there. No signs of Olivia to be found. She hurried to her room and grabbed her phone. She frantically started dialing Olivia's number. Seven calls. No answer. She looked at the clock. 8:36AM. Olivia had said not to panic, but this was beyond the panic stage. Her phone rang. "Hello" she answered, trying her best to remain calm, or at least sound like it. "Hi Sophie! It's Mrs.Nora!" Sophie wished she was anywhere else but there, talking to anyone else but her, preferably Olivia. "Is Olivia up yet? I wanted to see if she could help me with the younger classes today seeing as June called in sick" Mrs.Nora explained in her friendly voice. "I'm sorry but she can't come to the phone right now" Sophie said. "Is she asleep? I never can get Olivia up when I need her to" Mrs.Nora said with a wholehearted laugh. "Um, no, that's not it" Sophie replied, her voice cracking. "Then why can't she?" Mrs.Nora inquired. Sophie took a deep breath. "I don't know where she is Mrs.Nora".
Monday, April 11, 2011
Chasse Secrets Chapter 5
"I know what I saw Mrs.Emma! I'm not crazy!". It was the next day and Sophie was just as shook up. "Now Sophie I never said you were crazy, I just said that I never saw any writing on the mirrors and I was the last person in the studio" Mrs.Emma replied. "Then why was the door open?" Sophie questioned."Maybe I was in the back getting a costume" Mrs.Emma said. "If that's true then why didn't you hear me?" Sophie asked. "I can't ever hear anyone when I'm in that back room" Mrs.Emma said. Sophie pushed her hair off of her face, clearly bewildered. "Sophie, have you been feeling overwhelmed or anything?" Mrs.Emma inquired. "What? No! I'm fine, really!" Sophie assured her "Well, good." Mrs.Emma replied. Sophie nodded at Mrs.Emma and slowly walked out of the office.
She glanced around the lobby, gathering her hair into a ponytail and letting it gently fall. Then she turned back to go to the student room to change and was startled by Olivia. "A little jumpy, aren't we" Olivia quipped. Sophie caught her breath. "Haven't you heard?" Sophie asked her. "About what?" Olivia questioned. "Last night. I was in the studio looking for my cellphone. When I found it the lights went out and someone knocked my phone out of my hands and then the lights switched back on, and on the mirror it said" Sophie explained. "Something like 'Can you keep a secret Sophie?" Olivia quipped. Sophie stood there for a moment perfectly still. "How did you know that? The only person I've told is Mrs.Emma" Sophie said. "I have my ways" Olivia replied slyly. "Did you do that?" Sophie questioned. "Guilty" Olivia said a mischievous grin. "I don't know whether to be mad at you or relieved that it wasn't a psycho" Sophie replied. "I'd go with relieved" Olivia suggested. "But just how did you do it?" Sophie inquired. "Well I waited for Mrs.Emma to leave then I parked my car around back and I used my mom's key to unlock the back door and the rest doesn't matter" Olivia informed her. "You could have told me before I went and told Mrs.Emma. She thinks I'm crazy" Sophie said. "Well aren't you?" Olivia teased. "Funny" Sophie quipped. Olivia nonchalantly inspected her hot pink nails as though Sophie wasn't even there. "But why put that on the mirror?" Sophie asked. "Because, everyone has a secret Sophie" Olivia said with a wink. "Well I have to go change not, but I'll see you in class" Sophie said. Sophie started to walk toward the student room then Olivia called out to her. "Sophie, don't tell anyone it was me. I like to keep people wondering, plus I don't wanna get in trouble". "I know you were joking, I won't breath a word" Sophie assured her. Olivia smiled, watching Sophie walk away.
"Hey!". Olivia whipped her head around to see Meredith strolling into the lobby. "Hey!" Olivia echoed. "What's up?" Meredith asked as she took the seat next to her. "Oh not much. How's the wedding plans?" Olivia questioned. "As well as can be expected. I get fitted for my maid of honor dress Saturday" Meredith informed her. "Maid of honor! How prestigious!" Olivia exclaimed. "Oh yeah! You see my mom was an only child as well so she doesn't have any sisters so she decided to pick me" Meredith explained. "So what's the theme?" Olivia asked. "The 20s" Meredith answered. "The 20s as in the roaring 20s?" Olivia inquired . "Yep! Flapper dresses and all" Meredith replied. "Why the 20s?" Olivia asked. "She's obsessed with The Great Gatsby. In fact I think she sent an invitation to Robert Redford" Meredith said. "Who's that?" Olivia questioned. "Never mind" Meredith replied. "So how are you feeling about your new step sister?" Olivia asked. "Hm well at first I wanted to move to Mexico and change my name to Maria, now I just want to make sure I lock everything in my room" Meredith quipped. "So you're taking it well?" Olivia teased. "Oh I'm fantastic!" Meredith replied sarcastically.
"No, that would be me Mere" In came Dean. "You're a riot" Olivia quipped. "Don't be hating" Dean shot back. Dean crossed his arms and started peering around. "You lose something?" Meredith questioned. "Nah, I was just looking for Sophie, I thought we could practice some before class" Dean explained. "She's in the student room" Olivia told him. "How's you guys dance section by the way?" Meredith asked. "Pretty good, we're just having trouble with the lift, but it's gonna look really cool when we've perfected it" Dean replied. "Awesome! Can't wait to see it" Meredith exclaimed. "Well I have to go find Sophie, see ya!" Dean said with a casual salute. "See ya" they replied as he walked away.
More students walked through the door. This time it was Bianca and Natalie. They sneered at Olivia and Meredith as they sauntered by. Then came Cassie. "Hello ladies" she said with a little wave. "How are you?" Olivia asked Cassie. "I'm fabulous, I'm wonderful, I am splendid" Cassie remarked. "Any particular reason?" Meredith asked with an inquisitive smirk. Cassie sat down on the seat adjacent to them. "I met a guy" Cassie stated. "Who? Where? When? Don't spare any details" Olivia exclaimed eagerly. "His name is Luke, we met at a friend's party a couple of weeks ago" Cassie told them. "That's great! When do we get to meet him?" Meredith questioned. "Soon, I promise" Cassie assured them. "Well I'm very happy for you!" Olivia said. "Thanks! I am too!" Cassie replied. "I have to go to the bathroom, but I'll see you two later" Olivia told them and started to make her way to the bathroom.
"So are you and Luke official?" Meredith inquired. "Well define official" Cassie asked. "Like has he told his friends about you?" Meredith asked. "Uh no. Just not yet!" Cassie replied. "I'm sure he will soon" Meredith replied trying to be supportive.
"What's the story morning glories?" said Sophie, as she strolled into the lobby. "I met a guy!" Cassie exclaimed. "That's awesome!" Sophie replied with a genteel smile. "His name is Luke" Cassie informed her. "Luke, now that's a good name" Sophie remarked. "So how did your practicing go?" Meredith asked. "Practicing?" Sophie said, clearly perplexed. "Yeah, with Dean!" Cassie interjected. "I wasn't practicing with Dean, I never even saw Dean" Sophie said. "Then what took you so long?" Meredith questioned. "I was on the phone with my youth pastor talking about the next mission meeting" Sophie replied. "And you never saw Dean?" Cassie asked completely confused. "Never" Sophie told them. At that moment the same thought entered all three of their minds. What is Dean hiding?
She glanced around the lobby, gathering her hair into a ponytail and letting it gently fall. Then she turned back to go to the student room to change and was startled by Olivia. "A little jumpy, aren't we" Olivia quipped. Sophie caught her breath. "Haven't you heard?" Sophie asked her. "About what?" Olivia questioned. "Last night. I was in the studio looking for my cellphone. When I found it the lights went out and someone knocked my phone out of my hands and then the lights switched back on, and on the mirror it said" Sophie explained. "Something like 'Can you keep a secret Sophie?" Olivia quipped. Sophie stood there for a moment perfectly still. "How did you know that? The only person I've told is Mrs.Emma" Sophie said. "I have my ways" Olivia replied slyly. "Did you do that?" Sophie questioned. "Guilty" Olivia said a mischievous grin. "I don't know whether to be mad at you or relieved that it wasn't a psycho" Sophie replied. "I'd go with relieved" Olivia suggested. "But just how did you do it?" Sophie inquired. "Well I waited for Mrs.Emma to leave then I parked my car around back and I used my mom's key to unlock the back door and the rest doesn't matter" Olivia informed her. "You could have told me before I went and told Mrs.Emma. She thinks I'm crazy" Sophie said. "Well aren't you?" Olivia teased. "Funny" Sophie quipped. Olivia nonchalantly inspected her hot pink nails as though Sophie wasn't even there. "But why put that on the mirror?" Sophie asked. "Because, everyone has a secret Sophie" Olivia said with a wink. "Well I have to go change not, but I'll see you in class" Sophie said. Sophie started to walk toward the student room then Olivia called out to her. "Sophie, don't tell anyone it was me. I like to keep people wondering, plus I don't wanna get in trouble". "I know you were joking, I won't breath a word" Sophie assured her. Olivia smiled, watching Sophie walk away.
"Hey!". Olivia whipped her head around to see Meredith strolling into the lobby. "Hey!" Olivia echoed. "What's up?" Meredith asked as she took the seat next to her. "Oh not much. How's the wedding plans?" Olivia questioned. "As well as can be expected. I get fitted for my maid of honor dress Saturday" Meredith informed her. "Maid of honor! How prestigious!" Olivia exclaimed. "Oh yeah! You see my mom was an only child as well so she doesn't have any sisters so she decided to pick me" Meredith explained. "So what's the theme?" Olivia asked. "The 20s" Meredith answered. "The 20s as in the roaring 20s?" Olivia inquired . "Yep! Flapper dresses and all" Meredith replied. "Why the 20s?" Olivia asked. "She's obsessed with The Great Gatsby. In fact I think she sent an invitation to Robert Redford" Meredith said. "Who's that?" Olivia questioned. "Never mind" Meredith replied. "So how are you feeling about your new step sister?" Olivia asked. "Hm well at first I wanted to move to Mexico and change my name to Maria, now I just want to make sure I lock everything in my room" Meredith quipped. "So you're taking it well?" Olivia teased. "Oh I'm fantastic!" Meredith replied sarcastically.
"No, that would be me Mere" In came Dean. "You're a riot" Olivia quipped. "Don't be hating" Dean shot back. Dean crossed his arms and started peering around. "You lose something?" Meredith questioned. "Nah, I was just looking for Sophie, I thought we could practice some before class" Dean explained. "She's in the student room" Olivia told him. "How's you guys dance section by the way?" Meredith asked. "Pretty good, we're just having trouble with the lift, but it's gonna look really cool when we've perfected it" Dean replied. "Awesome! Can't wait to see it" Meredith exclaimed. "Well I have to go find Sophie, see ya!" Dean said with a casual salute. "See ya" they replied as he walked away.
More students walked through the door. This time it was Bianca and Natalie. They sneered at Olivia and Meredith as they sauntered by. Then came Cassie. "Hello ladies" she said with a little wave. "How are you?" Olivia asked Cassie. "I'm fabulous, I'm wonderful, I am splendid" Cassie remarked. "Any particular reason?" Meredith asked with an inquisitive smirk. Cassie sat down on the seat adjacent to them. "I met a guy" Cassie stated. "Who? Where? When? Don't spare any details" Olivia exclaimed eagerly. "His name is Luke, we met at a friend's party a couple of weeks ago" Cassie told them. "That's great! When do we get to meet him?" Meredith questioned. "Soon, I promise" Cassie assured them. "Well I'm very happy for you!" Olivia said. "Thanks! I am too!" Cassie replied. "I have to go to the bathroom, but I'll see you two later" Olivia told them and started to make her way to the bathroom.
"So are you and Luke official?" Meredith inquired. "Well define official" Cassie asked. "Like has he told his friends about you?" Meredith asked. "Uh no. Just not yet!" Cassie replied. "I'm sure he will soon" Meredith replied trying to be supportive.
"What's the story morning glories?" said Sophie, as she strolled into the lobby. "I met a guy!" Cassie exclaimed. "That's awesome!" Sophie replied with a genteel smile. "His name is Luke" Cassie informed her. "Luke, now that's a good name" Sophie remarked. "So how did your practicing go?" Meredith asked. "Practicing?" Sophie said, clearly perplexed. "Yeah, with Dean!" Cassie interjected. "I wasn't practicing with Dean, I never even saw Dean" Sophie said. "Then what took you so long?" Meredith questioned. "I was on the phone with my youth pastor talking about the next mission meeting" Sophie replied. "And you never saw Dean?" Cassie asked completely confused. "Never" Sophie told them. At that moment the same thought entered all three of their minds. What is Dean hiding?
Monday, April 4, 2011
Chasse Secrets Chapter 4
"Who is it?" yelled Lars, rushing to the door. "It's me, Carson". He unlocked the door and invited her inside. "You're early!" he exclaimed. "Is that a bad thing?" she asked, with a puzzled expression. "No, no! Not at all! I just didn't have much time to clean the place up" he explained. She quickly scanned the room, barely turning her head. There was a pair of socks on the sofa, a coffee mug and plate on the table, and a few places that hadn't been dusted. "Are you kidding? It's fine! I'm used to walking into my little brother's room and seeing red hand prints on the ceiling" she replied. He laughed, flashing his glistening teeth. "But really, why are you here an hour early?" he inquired. "I just couldn't wait to see you!" she said. "As flattered as I am to hear that you and I both know you've never been early to anything" he replied. "Not true! I was early to my first recital" she corrected. "Okay, you have me there. But seriously, what's wrong?" he said. "Nothing, I just want to see you!" she exclaimed. "Really?" he asked. "No" she said. She walked over to his plush beige chair and slowly sat down. He followed her and took a seat on the sofa diagonal to it, taking her hands in his. "You can tell me anything, you know that, don't you?" he said, searching her face for the answer. "Of course I know that" she replied. "Well what's wrong babe? he asked. He waited patiently for her response, while she built up courage to speak. "Have you ever wondered what it would be like if we didn't have to hide us?" she asked. "Well sure I have! It would be great if it didn't have to be a secret, but there's no other way" he replied. "We don't have to keep it a secret" she said. "Yeah we don't have to, only if we don't want our lives turned completely upside down" he exclaimed. "Well maybe people would understand" she replied hopefully. "Or maybe people would start talking and make things out to be even worse" he said. "People will talk whether there's anything to talk about or not" she reminded him. "All the more reason not to give them something to talk about" he said. They sat there in silence for a moment, both slightly uneasy. "You haven't told anyone about us, have you?" he inquired. Carson broke his gaze. "Carson?". He was getting worried. "Carson! Who did you tell?" he asked. "Sophie" she said in almost a whisper. "Sophie? Sophie Duvall? My student!" he replied, practically shouting. "Shh, keep your voice down. The neighbors will hear" she warned. "It doesn't matter, soon everyone will hear" he exclaimed. "Trust me, she won't tell anyone" she said, trying to ease his worries. "Oh yeah sure" he quipped. "No really!" she exclaimed. "Give my one good reason to believe she won't tell everyone" he demanded. "When I was eleven she was over at my house one day. We were in my living room making up a dance. I lost my balance and I knocked my mom's teacup off of the coffee table, breaking it. Sophie never told anyone that I was the one that broke it. From that point on she's always kept any secret I've told her, always". Lars took her hands once again. "If you trust her, I trust her. What choice do I have?" he said. "I'm so glad to hear you say that" she exclaimed. They embraced for a moment, and then Lars pulled away to face her. "She 's the only one that knows about us right?" he asked. "Yeah, of course!" she replied. He pulled her back in, stroking her hair softly.
As soon as Carson uttered those words she felt her heart sink. She just could not bring herself to tell him about Natalie. It was one thing to tell him about that she had told a friend about them, it was another to tell him that someone found out about them.
She knew what she had to do now. She wasn't thrilled about it to say the least, but it needed to be done.
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"Hey lilac fairy!". Carson searched for the voice as she walked in the studio. "Hey Sophie!" she replied. She was relieved that it was just Sophie. "So you still excited?" Sophie questioned. "Sorta" Carson replied. "Sorta? Last night you were overjoyed" Sophie said, perplexed. "Can we talk? In private?" Carson asked. "Sure! Come on" said Sophie. They walked to the student room to put their bags down. Then they headed to the bathroom, Carson locking the door behind them. "Lars know you know" Carson blurted out. "Um what did he say?" Sophie asked, tucking her hair behind her ear. "Well he was pretty upset, but I assured him that you were trust-worthy" Carson said. "That's good" Sophie encouraged. "But that's not at all" Carson admitted. "What else is there?" Sophie inquired. "Last night Natalie saw me and Lars in the studio and she threatened to tell everyone unless I give the role of the lilac fairy" Carson informed her. "What did you do?" Sophie questioned. "I told her that she couldn't scare me into anything" Carson told her. "But what are you going to do?" Sophie asked. "I'm going to do what I have to do, I'm going to give up the role of the lilac fairy" Carson replied. "You're really going to give this up? Are you sure you want to do that? You can't go back on it" Sophie said. "I know that! But I don't have any other choice" Carson stated. "Well you could have tried to be more careful! I mean that pretty careless of the both of you" advised Sophie. "I know that too, yet it's not going to change anything" said Carson. "Well I'm sure it wouldn't hurt if you ended this thing with Mr.Lars" Sophie replied. "Whoa! Who's side are you on here?" Carson exclaimed. "Of course I'm on your side! But this can not end well" Sophie reminded her. "According to you! You're just bitter because Brian cheated on you" snapped Carson. Now Carson had gone too far. "I don't need this, you can find someone else to keep your secrets" Sophie said. Sophie unlocked the bathroom door and started to walk out. "Sophie! Wait!" Carson yelled out. Sophie turned back, facing Carson. "You won't tell anyone, right?" Carson asked. "Sure thing, teacup" Sophie replied as she walked away.
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It was a couple hours later, classes had just ended. Sophie was making her way to her car when she suddenly realized she had forgotten her phone. She turned around and rushed to the sidewalk. She pulled open the door. "Mrs.Emma? You still here? It's Sophie". No one answered. She must be in the teacher's room looking for a costume or something Sophie thought. She continued to the student room. She looked in her cubby for her phone. It wasn't there. Then she remembered she had left it in the studio. She walked to the studio. She opened the door and popped her head in. It was empty. She glanced down at the foot of the mirrors and spotted her phone. She walked over to pick it up and suddenly all the lights went out. "Hello? Mrs.Emma?". She tried to feel her way around. She flipped open her phone trying to use it for light. Then someone ran past her and knocked it out of her hands. She screamed. She got down on the floor and started searching for her phone, and then the lights flashed on. She looked around the room, but didn't see anyone. Then her gaze became fixated on the mirror. On the mirror, in bold letters it said,"Can you keep a secret Sophie?". She ran to the back door, ran out the door and got in her car and drove away. Never looking back.
As soon as Carson uttered those words she felt her heart sink. She just could not bring herself to tell him about Natalie. It was one thing to tell him about that she had told a friend about them, it was another to tell him that someone found out about them.
She knew what she had to do now. She wasn't thrilled about it to say the least, but it needed to be done.
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"Hey lilac fairy!". Carson searched for the voice as she walked in the studio. "Hey Sophie!" she replied. She was relieved that it was just Sophie. "So you still excited?" Sophie questioned. "Sorta" Carson replied. "Sorta? Last night you were overjoyed" Sophie said, perplexed. "Can we talk? In private?" Carson asked. "Sure! Come on" said Sophie. They walked to the student room to put their bags down. Then they headed to the bathroom, Carson locking the door behind them. "Lars know you know" Carson blurted out. "Um what did he say?" Sophie asked, tucking her hair behind her ear. "Well he was pretty upset, but I assured him that you were trust-worthy" Carson said. "That's good" Sophie encouraged. "But that's not at all" Carson admitted. "What else is there?" Sophie inquired. "Last night Natalie saw me and Lars in the studio and she threatened to tell everyone unless I give the role of the lilac fairy" Carson informed her. "What did you do?" Sophie questioned. "I told her that she couldn't scare me into anything" Carson told her. "But what are you going to do?" Sophie asked. "I'm going to do what I have to do, I'm going to give up the role of the lilac fairy" Carson replied. "You're really going to give this up? Are you sure you want to do that? You can't go back on it" Sophie said. "I know that! But I don't have any other choice" Carson stated. "Well you could have tried to be more careful! I mean that pretty careless of the both of you" advised Sophie. "I know that too, yet it's not going to change anything" said Carson. "Well I'm sure it wouldn't hurt if you ended this thing with Mr.Lars" Sophie replied. "Whoa! Who's side are you on here?" Carson exclaimed. "Of course I'm on your side! But this can not end well" Sophie reminded her. "According to you! You're just bitter because Brian cheated on you" snapped Carson. Now Carson had gone too far. "I don't need this, you can find someone else to keep your secrets" Sophie said. Sophie unlocked the bathroom door and started to walk out. "Sophie! Wait!" Carson yelled out. Sophie turned back, facing Carson. "You won't tell anyone, right?" Carson asked. "Sure thing, teacup" Sophie replied as she walked away.
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It was a couple hours later, classes had just ended. Sophie was making her way to her car when she suddenly realized she had forgotten her phone. She turned around and rushed to the sidewalk. She pulled open the door. "Mrs.Emma? You still here? It's Sophie". No one answered. She must be in the teacher's room looking for a costume or something Sophie thought. She continued to the student room. She looked in her cubby for her phone. It wasn't there. Then she remembered she had left it in the studio. She walked to the studio. She opened the door and popped her head in. It was empty. She glanced down at the foot of the mirrors and spotted her phone. She walked over to pick it up and suddenly all the lights went out. "Hello? Mrs.Emma?". She tried to feel her way around. She flipped open her phone trying to use it for light. Then someone ran past her and knocked it out of her hands. She screamed. She got down on the floor and started searching for her phone, and then the lights flashed on. She looked around the room, but didn't see anyone. Then her gaze became fixated on the mirror. On the mirror, in bold letters it said,"Can you keep a secret Sophie?". She ran to the back door, ran out the door and got in her car and drove away. Never looking back.
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