Goosebumps Adventure!

Chapter 19: Don’t Go Under the Basement; Ice Girl’s Melting Heart pt.2

The Next Day

Casper Grade School

The Grade school of Amityville was just as old and historical as Amityville Junior High was in appearance.

The school was just like any other high school or grade school; a relic from the 1950s. With its four story window doorway and impressive six story height, it would have passed on as a high school to anyone else. The school had been stripped of its Halloween decorations, as the holiday had long and passed. Now it was covered in thanksgiving decorations as November had rolled in. Teens of all shapes and sizes were entering the school, just as the late bell rang. And Max Keller, Courtney’s little brother, was one of the many that was there.

He was playing Frisbee with the other kids as he was laughing and having the best time of his life in the school. He was dressed in a black sweat shirt with green trim, khaki pants and white and blue sneakers. And most kids his age, he was having the time of his life playing with the other kids on the school playground.

One of his friends had thrown the Frisbee straight at him, as he reached out and called out to everyone, “I got it. I got it!” however, it went over him, and over the fence. The kids all groaned at this, but Max smirked, “Don‘t worry. I got it,” and ran over to the fence to climb it and retrieve the Frisbee.

He had made it over to the fence, and began to climb up the fence. Amazingly to the other kids, Max had scowered over the fence like a monkey would and hopped on over to the other side. He looked around to find where the Frisbee had landed to, as he scratched his head in confusion, “Where‘d it go?”

“Um, excuse me…”

Max turned around to see where the voice had come and came face to face with the figure. The one who spoke out to him was a girl, eight years old just like him. She was Caucasian, her skin was slightly whiter, almost snow white, had electric pink hair that glowed radiance of its own cut to her shoulders. She was dressed in a black dress, long sleeves, a red bow tie around her neck, dark pink stockings, and black mary janes for her shoes.

Max had not noticed the girl before, nor did she seem like she went to this school. As a matter of fact, this was the first time that he had ever seen this girl at all in this town. He might not have been here that long, but he was here long enough to know that this girl was new around here.

However, he shook that aside as he stepped forward, but stopped as he saw the girl looked a little shy at him. She stepped back a little bit, holding the Frisbee up to her mouth and shrugging her shoulders up. Sensing the girl’s uneasiness, Max kept his distance and gave her his usual friendly smile. The same smile that he had used on his sister and Mom whenever he tried to use the old innocent act on them when something when wrong.

He then innocently talked to her for the first time, “Hi, I‘m Max,” he then politely asked, “What‘s your name?”

The little girl shrunk back even more behind the Frisbee, and for a moment she didn’t talk. Though she did peak up from the Frisbee, looking at Max with her shining and hauntingly cute ruby pink eyes. She then squeaked out something as she spoke to his question, “A… Ar…. Arte. My name is Arte.”

Max smirked as he jumped over, “Arte, eh? That‘s a really pretty name,” but stopped as he saw the girl jump back and shrink behind the Frisbee again. He had realized he had made her shy again, so he slowly made his way to her as he gently asked, “Um, sorry to ask, but could I have our Frisbee back? It‘s almost time to go back inside.”

Arte pulled the Frisbee away from her face as she had a look of confusion and shock on her face. She looked at him for a moment at seeing him so close. Suddenly, her nose picked up a smell from him; almost intoxicating as she blushed a little. She shied away from him for a moment, letting her shoulders rock up and down like a seesaw as she smiled for a moment.

Finally, she looked to him as her smile stayed on her face as she held out the Frisbee in front of Max. She then finally giggled as she replied, “Okay, here you go, Max.”

Max smirked at the girl’s smile, “Thanks, Arte,” and graciously took the Frisbee from her. But then he didn’t expect what would happen next. Arte leaned in towards him, close to his neck, as she sniffed at him… just like a cat would. Max, who was a bit startled by this, asked out, “Uh, Arte… what are you doing?”

Arte continued to sniff around his neck, until realizing what she had done, went wide eyed and pulled away blushing. She giggled in embarrassment as she answered, “Sorry about that,” she then scratched her cheek lightly as she gave him a cat grin, “It‘s just that… well… ” she then looked at him, blushing as she grinned at him, with her hands clasped together and brought up to her chest, as she beamed happily to him, “… you have an amazingly exciting smell. Almost like catnip.”

Max sweat dropped for a moment, and looked at Arte with a wary smile, “Catnip?” just then, the bell rang, alerting the two kids. Max looked at the school, and gulped, “Uh oh, I gotta get going…” he then turned to face Arte, but then noticed she was gone, “Arte?”

But that would have to wait another time, as he climbed the metal fence and hopped over to the other side. He raced over to his classmates, as he and the kids entered the building. Outside of the school, near an old tree growing outside a classroom to where Max was now entering, Arte’s silhouette was seen. And then for a few seconds, the silhouette shrunk, and all that was left was her clothes and shoes.

Then, as Max was sitting down in class along with the other students, outside on the tree branch, stirred movement. On the branch, overlooking the classroom, was the cutest little black kitten with pink stripes you had ever seen. The little kitten sat on the branch, overlooking Max as the class began.

Amityville Junior High

As always on the day, it was another ordinary day in the high school. The mysterious disappearance of Mr. Isaacs was nothing sort of news to anyone at all. No one bothered to talk about it; if they did, they probably thought that Isaacs just ran away due to the werewolf rumors. Well, whatever the reasons were, the school overheard that his class was gonna have a new instructor… as well as some new students.

That time, during the Mythology Class, the usual gang of Courtney, Justin, Alex, and Elsa who attended the class, along with Leon who had yet to make his appearance, just sat and waited for the day to start and finish. However, it began with the usual intercom announcement,

ATTENTION STUDENTS. ONCE AGAIN, THE THANKSGIVING DANCE WILL SOON BE COMING AROUND THE CORNER, SO BE SURE TO BRING OVER A DISH OR TWO, AS WELL AS A DATE FOR THE DANCE. THIS IS PRINCIPAL MCKIBBLE SIGNING OFF.

Immediately after the intercom died off, Alex groaned in annoyance, “Great. Another dance, and another day I’m gonna go dance-less.”

“Just what is it with everyone in this school and dances,” Courtney asked as she raised her eyebrow to Alex and then to everyone else in the circle as she leaned back in her chair, and openly complained, “I mean, seriously. What‘s the big deal? It‘s just some stupid teen courtship party,” she just huffed as she leaned forward and crossed her arms, huffing, “You wouldn‘t catch me dead to one of those dances if my life depended on it.”

Elsa looked at her friend in confusion, leaned in to ask, “But isn’t that what teens are supposed to do these days?”

Courtney gave her a stern look as she answered, “Not me, sister.”

Justin, while tapping a pencil on the table, stopped for a moment at a realization. He then smirked at Courtney, who caught the look, and he deduced, “I think I might know why you don’t like those sort of things.”

Courtney’s eyes squinted right at him as she glared and asked in a threatening tone, “Oh? And what would those reasons be… Sherlock?”

“Elementary, my dear Keller,” Justin replied as he took his pencil and pointed right at her, “You either haven’t acquired a date to the dance… or you just don’t know how to dance at all.”

For a moment, Courtney was pretty quiet for a moment, until she turned to face Justin. All around her, a scary flaming aura erupted all around her as she snarled at Justin, almost at the point of sounding like an animal. She looked at him with murder in her eyes, which kind of freaked him and the others out as she growled, “What… do you… mean… BY THAT?”

The others, slightly worried about what was gonna happen, gulped at the frightening act of Courtney losing her temper. However, Justin, who had remained calm, merely answered, “I‘m just saying… either you can‘t dance… or nobody‘s asked you, that‘s all.”

Courtney’s eyebrow twitched as she asked in fury, “What? Are you telling me, a young, attractive, and intellectually-challenging girl, cant get a date? Courtney‘s a loser, a joke? Or that I couldn’t get a date if my life depended on it?”

Realizing that maybe he had made a mistake on what he had said, Justin gulped as he stood up, “I‘m just saying that… maybe I could… um, be your date.”

!

The two had stopped their argument, only to have two recognizable people tackle them nearly to the ground. Courtney was still standing up, but with Leon grabbing her in an embrace and rubbing his chin on top of her head. He was hysterically weeping with ridiculous grief as he spouted, “Courtney, my Dark Princess! You can‘t soil yourself by hanging with someone like Justin!”

“Justin, darling,” Lilith cried in Justin’s shoulder, making him feel just a tad bit weird about this, as she went on, “Please don’t do it; you‘re much too good to be hanging around her like Courtney. Take me to the dance! Take me!”

“Boy, Cor-girl, you really know how to hang out with a strange crowd.”

It was after the whining between the two lovebirds, that Courtney’s eyes went as wide as saucers in surprise. She pushed Leon off comically as she turned around to see if the owner of the voice was who she thought it was.

Standing right behind her and her friends was a girl of sixteen, Caucasian with pale skin, and long blonde hair that went down her back. She had emerald green eyes and rose red lipstick; slim and slender figure despite what she was wearing. She wore a black corset but underneath was a white button up shirt that left her cleavage exposed, as well as a black choker and silver necklace that resembled thorny vines. She also had on a black rhinestone embedded black leather vest with the collar up, long black nylon gloves that went to her shoulders, and were fingerless, showing off on her right hand a silver skull thumb ring. She also had on a long black skirt that ended at her ankles, and wore high heel black leather boots. And slung onto her shoulder was a black book bag, as her hands were on her hips, making sure the bag was held on to her shoulder.

It was just after she spotted this girl, Courtney immediately lit up like a birthday cake candle. She lit up so much with a smile on her face, it was hard to tell if she was the same Courtney Keller in the room. And then, she squealed, “EEEEEEEEEE! Ivy!”

“Cor!”, Ivy lit up, as she and Courtney embraced in a hug between friends. Ivy smirked at her friend as she asked, “Didn’t know you were in this backwards town.”

“Yeah, I moved here,” Courtney smirked, “But I didn’t know you moved here either.”

“Yeah, well…” Courtney started, but then froze as she shook her head, “Sorry, I‘m being rude here for a second,” she stepped aside to show Ivy her friends, “Guys, this is Ivy. She‘s an old friend from my old hometown. She‘s what you‘d call an Eco-Goth.”

“Eco-Goth?” everyone asked, even as Alex asked, “You mean like an eco-terrorist?”

“Not in the least, pal,” Ivy shot out, being a little rude in some way, “Eco Goths are Children of the Earth. Basically, we strive to ensure Nature is taken care of and protected.” she then crossed her arms as she scoffed, “Honestly, me? A terrorist? That‘s just so delinquent.”

Courtney shook her head as she then made her friend‘s introductions, “Ivy, I‘d like you to meet my friends I‘ve made here…” she pointed to Justin as she replied, “This is Justin Seyvont, the witty tech shop class member of our group,” she then pointed to Lilith, “That‘s Lilith Morrigan, the resident chef… and skank… of the group…”

Lilith growled at that as she finally shouted, “Hey, I resent that!” and she grabbed Justin’s arm as she hugged it, despite his embarrassment, and nuzzled his shoulder with her cheek, “Besides… I have to use those kind of methods if I‘m ever gonna win over Justin’s Heart.”

Courtney just grumbled at that as she went on and pointed at Alex, “This is Alex Foxx, photographer and journalist of the school‘s newspaper,” then pointed to Leon as she sighed at the playboy pose he made with himself along with his football, “And this ‘mutt’ is Leon Blake, the speedy hope of Amityville High‘s football team. And a severe flirt and lecher.”

Ivy looked to Leon, as he winked to her, and for a moment, saw sparkles all over him. He then spoke in a charming voice to her, “Pleasure to make acquaintance of yet another beautiful dark angel,” this caused Ivy to blush a little by this, but kept her distance.

(However, off topic and putting the story on hold, Leon ran up to the computer screen and shouted, “What the hell is this? Why didn’t you have me appear in the first arch of the story? I mean, okay, I was in the battle scene, but why… why didn’t you include me in the Store?”)

and then finally, she turned towards Elsa as she finished, “And this is Elsa Gynoid, she‘s taking Drama classes and sort of assists me in the Halloween Store.”

As soon as she heard that, Ivy lit up like a light bulb with a smile on her face, “A Halloween Store?” she then ran over to her and grabbed her excitedly by the shoulders, “Rav-Raven, you‘ve just struck gold and earned another notch with me. After school, let‘s go check it out!” but then she stopped as she raised an eyebrow and pointed behind them, “Uh, incidentally… who‘s that?”

Everyone looked at Ivy with confusion as they turned around to see who she was looking at. Hiding behind a desk, a very familiar girl peeked from the desk, uttering, “Jiiiiii….” as she smiled wishfully at Justin for some odd reason.

“Huh? Zazie?” Justin asked as he pointed to her, “You’re in our class?” This met with a questioning gaze from everyone else.

“Sorry,” the girl apologized, “I’m new here, so I’m pretty much not used to dealing with other people,” and then hid behind the desk once more as she stated, “… so I just generally hide.” The girl bowed and went to her seat, which was at the front of the last row that Justin and Courtney sat in.

Ivy looked to the girl as she looked to Courtney and asked, “So are all the kids here as weird as her and your new friends?”

Later On

Botany Class

After the class had been over, the professor, who looked South American, was busy with an after school activity of his own. He had recently gotten a mysterious shipment from the jungles of Brazil. Whatever it was, he opened the crate that it was shipped in; the crate was placed on his desk as he pried it open with a crowbar. After a few strained attempts, he had finally busted it open. “Finally,” he told himself as he lifted the top off, “Now let‘s figure out what was mailed to me… and why…”

But when he looked in there, all he saw was the usual material you’d use to pack shipping crates. But there was something else in there was well. It appeared to be a piece of driftwood, almost a few centuries old. You could tell considering how old the ark was. The professor picked it up as he wanted to further examine it, but suddenly, it cracked open, surprising him from such an action, “Oh my,” and at what he had found next.

Within the bark, was a strange seed, almost the size of a peach seed. It was also the color dark green, with four horned yellow teeth at the bottom, and what appeared to be big eye slits on all four corners. It was the most bizarre sight ever seen by anyone… and what made it even more bizarre was that the eye slits opened, showing red eyes staring right back at the professor.

In a panic, the professor threw the bark back into the crate, and ran off. With the professor gone, not being able to witness what was about to happen next. Suddenly, sprouting out of the seed, were five vines had stood it up, and acted like a pair of spider legs. It then crawled out of the box, and looked around to its surroundings. It then jumped off the table, and then spotted a mini-terrarium for plants. It scurried over to it and stopped, almost examining the plants within the case.

It then opened its mouth, and shot out four red vines that latched to the edge of the case. And acting like a pair of bungee ropes, it pulled itself up onto the case’s edge, and plopped itself onto the dirt floor of the terrarium. It then used the vines to dig into the dirt, and buried itself deep, never to be seen again.

Suddenly, the terrarium glowed bright green for only a split second and then died down. Almost at an instant, the plants began to change and warp; almost changing into a new species of plants. In the center of it, a baby-sized bulb began to grow in an accelerated rate. And then, bursting out of the pod, was a green hand, with black thorn-clawed fingers reaching out, almost clawing its way out of it.

After Class

Once again, after another day of school was finally done with, the teenagers were racing down the hallway to head home or the mall. Meanwhile, Leon and Justin walked alongside one another, discussing something in great detail. “So you‘ll make it this time?” Leon asked, cocking an eyebrow.

“Yeah, I can make it,” Justin replied, “I‘m just worried that Raze is gonna tear my head off next time.”

Leon sweat dropped as he grimaced while looking the other way, “Yeah… sorry about that. He gets a little… over excited when it comes to… ”

“Justin! Leon! Wait up, you two!” Courtney called as she, and surprisingly Ivy, ran up to the two boys as she slapped Justin on the shoulder, causing him to flinch a little. She ignored it as she winked, “Hey, let‘s head to the Store. I promised Ivy I‘d show her around.”

“Um,” he started as he looked to Leon, who gave him a gentle shake of his head, “Well, I…”

“Hey, I wanna walk with him too!” snapped Lilith as she suddenly appeared and grabbed Justin’s other arm. It soon turned into a tug-o-war with him in the middle. Finally, Elsa and Alex walked in, just acting as spectators to this lovey-dovey scene.

“Shouldn’t we stop this?” Elsa asked, looking at Justin, whom was getting pretty stretched out by this.

“Nah,” Alex replied, about to take a few snapshots of the fight, “’Sides, I‘ve been meaning to post something this goofy on Youtube.”

Justin, who couldn’t take this tug-of-war anymore, looked to Leon and groaned, “Help me here…” but then sweat dropped as he saw Leon crying for a moment, and looked angered, “Uh… Leon…”

“Why?” Leon whimpered as he got on his knees, nearly bawling out his eyes with tears, “Why is it that you get all the girls? I mean, I‘ve got a couple of cheerleaders going after me… but why is it you keep getting the girls I actually have an interest in?”

Finally, after he pulled himself away from the girls, he merely said, “Sorry, but for today, I‘m just gonna take the Loner road,” and with that, he just walked off, leaving everyone, minus Leon, a bit confused by this.

Courtney, being his first friend, looked at his retreating form with a concerned look as she looked to Leon, “Is he alright? I mean, lately… now he‘s just avoiding us.” lately, he had been avoiding everyone, ever since the Fever Swamp hunt.

“Well, he‘s just been…” Leon started to try and explain, but couldn’t find a way to piece it together without telling them. Truth be told, Justin had asked him not to tell anyone about this; it was something that he didn’t want them to know, at least not yet. So naturally, he lied for him, “He‘s working on some project that he‘s, uh… making a surprise for.”

Down the Hall

As he walked down the hallway, Justin thought that he was becoming quite popular with the girls because of his ability to become a variety of strange and powerful monsters, while being envied by the boys for having the friendship of some of the hottest girls in the high school. The Gothic Wiccan punk girl, the redheaded Frankenstein Creature, and the green-haired Succubus were his closest friends here because they knew each other’s secret, as well as having the same after school activity: hunting down things that go bump in the night. He was 15 and if he was ever looking for a girlfriend…

He shook his head on the notion, “Okay, that‘s the last thing I need to think about.”

Suddenly, Justin felt another chill run down his spine. Rubbing the back of his neck, Justin suddenly got the feeling that he was being watched. Turing around, he looked for some sign that someone was there. He found it when he spotted someone’s shoulder sticking out from behind a pillar.

“Hey, is someone there?” asked Justin.

Things were silent for a moment. After a breath, the familiar form of Zazie Halieday poked her head out from the side with a friendly smile on her face.

“Hi,” she greeted.

“Uh… hi, Zazie,” Justin smiled, albeit a bit nervously around her. “How are you?”

“I am well,” Zazie nodded as she walked closer to Justin, “I saw some of your work in shop class. As always, it was very good.”

“Oh, thanks,” Justin smiled, but then looked at her in a confused way, “Wait, you check me out during Shop Class?”

“Yeah,” Zazie replied as she smiled. Reaching into her sweater jacket, she pulled out a blue book with an ornate silver heart on the back and a white rabbit on the front. “Here.”

“A scrapbook?” Justin identified.

“When I was away, I asked one of the teachers to send me copies and pictures of your work,” Zazie explained as Justin opened the book. “I found your articles interesting so I kept them in this scrapbook.”

“Oh, thanks,” Justin smiled. “I’m glad somebody likes them. I didn’t think anybody liked my work…”

Opening the book to see what projects Zazie had kept, Justin was surprised to see that the odd young woman had been writing comments next to the articles. There were so many of them, Justin had some trouble reading them all. Some were pretty tiny so he wasn’t sure what they were saying. “I made some comments of my own too,” Zazie added.

However, when he did read them, he paled a little as he read them: What a caring and creative guy. We’re two halves of the same soul. Mrs. Zazie Seyvont, Mrs. Justin Seyvont. He’s a genius. We were made for each other. He wants a girl who’s different from the rest.

Justin gulped at this, keeping quiet about the comments. However, his mind was screaming in bloody murder at this point, ‘WHAT THE…? THIS ISN’T A SCRAPBOOK… IT’S MORE LIKE A CRACK-UP BOOK!’ he then looked to Zazie carefully as he thought, ‘I’d better be careful with what I say around this girl…’

She began to smile gently as she drew a circle on the floor with her right foot. “Your creations are pretty amazing… even for a teenager. And the way you look at things, talk about your work… it’s from an outsider’s point of view. I can really relate to that.”

Then to Justin’s surprise, Zazie almost seemed to glide over to him before she wrapped her arms snugly around one of his own and contentedly rested her head on his shoulder. At this notion, Justin blushed at the contact; sure Lilith had done it to him a couple of times, but it was never done this gentle like, ‘Well, I mean Lilith can be gentle, but… well never this gentle’ but then he noticed something very strange about her; Zazie’s body temperature seemed to be a little cold, which Justin reasoned was why she was wearing a sweater jacket and a scarf.

“I can’t help but feel that our personalities are the same. Almost like I‘ve found the other half of my soul,” Zazie sighed contentedly. “You must be pretty lonely too. I know how that feels.”

Justin frowned a little at the declaration, but it did hold some truth. Before he met Courntey, and after Leon left, he did feel pretty lonely sometimes. Courtney, Alex, Elsa, Oogie, Lilith, and even Leon were all good friends, but it still felt lonely a little when he couldn’t hang out with them. He tried not to think about it and instead he focused on the good things he had since high school started. He had made a lot of great friends and was having lots of fun too.

“I do feel lonely sometimes,” Justin admitted. “I don’t have much family, but I don’t feel it as often. I do remember how it feels, though.”

“Then we do understand each other,” Zazie smiled. “Do you want to hang out? I know a nice place.”

“Well…actually…” Ben hesitated. He still had to head to the party with Moka and the others. Still, he did have some spare time and he could use it to get to know Mizore better. She looked like she really wanted to be friends. “I guess…we could hang out for little while.”

“Yatta,” Mizore smiled. She began tugging Ben’s arm so he could follow her. “This way. I’ll show you where I like to spend my time.”

Not far from the two, Courtney was walking down a hallway that intersected with theirs. She was currently looking for Justin at this time; something about his attitude did not settle right. But mostly, she hated getting blown off like that. At this point, her emotions were a mixture of sadness and anger at this point. At this point, Oogie popped up from the backpack as he looked to Courtney, in a worried way, “Hey, uh, Court. You really sure that this is a good idea? I mean, he said he was gonna be busy workin‘ on a surprise.”

“Yeah, I know, Oogie,” she replied, not stopping or tearing her eyes off the hallway, “But…” she then stopped, both in her tracks and her voice, making the Boogie Monster look at her with a cocked eyebrow. She then held her right arm as she whispered, “I guess I‘m generally worried about him; whenever I don’t keep an eye on him, I keep thinking something‘s gonna happen to him.”

Both knew what she meant was somewhat of the truth. Whenever Justin was out of sight, or near something dangerous, it was always the worst case scenario. First it was when she was possessed by the Haunted Mask; he had been severely injured. Heck, if the wound had gotten serious, he would have died by being pierced in a fatal region in the shoulder. Second was when Lilith, before she befriended them, had tried to turn him into a slave. And afterwards, tried to kill him, her, and Elsa when they had foiled her plan to find a mate. And thirdly, when they fought against Isaacs in his Ubber Werewolf form, his armor had suddenly retracted back. Luckily, they had taken most of the fight out of him before anyone had gotten hurt. It was nearly three times in a row that Justin was thrown into a life-or-death situation.

“It‘s like in every situation that we‘ve been in, trouble seems to come after him.” She then held herself in her own arms as she shivered in a deep thought, ‘I wish I never read that book aloud… I wish I’d never have met him…’

Oogie looked at the distressed girl; his usual goofy smirk went to a saddened frown. He sighed, and regained a smirk at seeing her in this non-character state. He got out of the bag, perched himself on her shoulder, and patted her head affectionately as he replied, “Stop worryin‘ about him, Cor. Where‘s the Lone She-wolf that I first met?”

Courtney turned her gaze to him as she weakly replied, “I guess I softened up a bit…” and then she smirked as she joked, “… when I formed a pack of my own.”

Then Oogie patted her head once again as he joked, “Yeah, I guess. It‘s only natural for the Alpha Female to worry that much about her mate and all.”

“Wha?” Courtney nearly shouted out as she looked to her Bogart. “What are you talking about ‘mate’, Oogie?”

“Well, I mean Justin is your main squeeze… am I right?”

Courtney blushed to her ears at that, but then grabbed Oogie by the head as she nearly squeezed it. This time, she was seething with annoyed anger as she snarled, “You wanna repeat that death sentence, Raccoon Boy!”

“Quick!” Oogie shouted. “Somebody call the Society for Boggart Welfare!” yep, Courtney was back to her old self again.

However, that was short lived as they heard footsteps coming down the hallway. Instinctively, Courtney ran over to the side of the wall, putting Oogie on her shoulder, and hiding behind one of the support beam pillars. The two kept hidden, until they saw who it was that was coming down the hall. But much to Courtney’s surprised shock, it was Justin, and he was being led out of the building by that girl, Zazie. And the worst part… her arm was liked with his.

Courtney clutched on to the pillar, her hand was shaking lightly. But it was pretty evident that she was upset about this scene, ‘So this was why he wanted to leave early…’ suddenly, she saw Zazie look to her direction, and quickly hid. She hid there until she heard the doors close, and then stepped out of her hiding place.

She then snarled, balling her fists up as she gritted her teeth. Seeing this, Oogie gulped as he asked nervously, “Uh… Cor?”

“That miserable…” Courtney snarled, and then stomped out towards the door, “C‘mon, Oogie!” she then violently grabbed Oogie and stuffed him in her bag roughly, “We‘re meeting Ivy and the others at the store! NOW!”

Oogie, as he was cramped in the bag, groaned, “Oh yeah… she‘s back to her self again.”

Next Chapter: Don’t Go Under the Basement; Girls of the Thaw pt.3