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Flutter - Chapter Four

The popular group gets some shocking news...
Zoey234@me.com - Monday, November 12th 8:17 p.m.
- Quinn, what do you want from me?

QuinnDeslie@us.com - Monday, November 12th 8:20 p.m.
- Zoey, do you have any idea what you did to me? All my life, you've bullied me and treated me like I was nothing. A person eventually bursts...

Zoey234@me.com - Monday, November 12th 8:22 p.m.
- You don't scare me.

QuinnDeslie@us.com - Monday, November 12th 8:23 p.m.
- I can change that ;)

Zoey234@me.com - Monday, November 12th 8:24 p.m.
- Ha-ha! Funny.

QuinnDeslie@us.com - Monday, November 12th 8:27 p.m.
- You can't pretend, Zoey.

Zoey234@me.com - Monday, November 12th 8:28 p.m.
- Pretend about what?

QuinnDeslie@us.com - Monday, November 12th 8:31 p.m.
- Not caring. I know you are afraid.

Zoey234@me.com - Monday, November 12th 8:32 p.m.
- Why would I be afraid of you? You're nothing.

QuinnDeslie@us.com - Monday, November 12th 8:36 p.m.
- I can change that. ;)

Zoey234@me.com - Monday, November 12th 8:40 p.m.
- What's that supposed to mean?

Zoey234@me.com - Monday, November 12th 8:45 p.m.
- Quinn, you leave me alone!

Zoey234@me.com - Monday, November 12th 9:00 p.m.
- Just leave me and my friends alone! Stay off our pages or I'm calling the police! My mom's a lawyer just so you know!

The next day, Zoey drove to school as usual, but something was terribly wrong. Cops surrounded every last bit of the school, yellow crime seen tape was pasted everywhere, and the principal was explaining something to a cop. Other than a couple of her friends, no other students were there.

"Faith! Violet!" Zoey approached her panic-faced friends, "Where's Kat?"

The two girls exchanged glances, "You haven't heard?" Violet spoke.

Zoey felt her cheeks burn with fear and all she could do was shake her head in confusion.

"Kat went missing after school yesterday." Faith began, "I spoke to her last, we were getting ready to leave and she said that she had to go get something from the library. I guess she said she forgot her phone. Anyway, she was gone for a while and when I went to check on her-she was nowhere around."

"H-how do you know she didn't go home?" Zoey dared to ask.

"That's what I thought, so I left without her, but she never replied to my calls or texts, and then her mother said that she hadn't seen her in a day. We don't know what happened."

"Oh, my God! Do they have any leads? Dustin? An ex?"

"No, as of right now, the case is cold until more evidence is found." Violet replied.

"Anyway, let's get out of here. School's canceled for now, and I-" Faith paused and her face blanked out.

"Faith, you all right?" Zoey asked.

"Yeah, yeah, but I could've sworn I just saw Quinn by the hall window upstairs." She replied.

Violet and Zoey looked up at the second floor, where a large window revealed the contents of a large hallway.

"C'mon." Zoey nudged them.

They decided to go out for pizza to get their minds off of Kat, so they went to a place near Violet's house called, "Cooky's."

"What do you think happened?" Violet sat down in a booth with her jacket in her hand.

"I don't know," Faith plopped down on the same side of the booth.

"Can we not talk about this? We came here to forget for a while." Zoey sat down on the opposite side of the booth.

"But we have to talk about it, we can't just ignore it."

"How about this? We can talk about this on Flutter later around sixish." Zoey suggested.

"Kay," Violet scanned the menu.

A young lady with brown hair and freckles wearing a Cooky's shirt walked up to them, "Hi ladies, welcome to Cooky's. I'll be your waitress, my name is Candice. Would you like to try the double-dippin' pizza? It's today's special."

"No thanks," Faith smiled.

"No problem, can I start you off with some drinks?" Candice asked.

"I'll take a peach iced tea," Zoey replied.

"Hmm, I'll have pink lemonade." Violet answered.

"And I'll have a diet soda." Faith added.

Candice scribbled a couple of words onto her writing-pad and looked up at them, "I'll be back with your drinks." She returned a few minutes later with a tray of drinks and a basket of bread.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" Violet sipped her lemonade.

"Uhh," Faith chewed on a piece of bread.

"Oh, how about the new shop that just opened, it's called Francesca's." Zoey offered.

"What do they sell?" Violet wondered.

"Accessories."

"Like what?" Faith asked.

"Purses, scarves, necklaces, rings, watches, bracelets, wallets, you know. Things like that." Zoey replied.

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After they ate, Violet, Faith and Zoey decided to stop by Francesca's. Violet bought a wallet that matched her purse, Faith bought a golden bracelet, and Zoey bought a purse.

As Zoey and her friends exited the store, she was sure that she's seen Quinn jump behind a display shelf to hide. Her charm bracelet even jingled as she hid, and Zoey could see the biggest charm from where she stood; it was a cartoon panda that had one eye frozen in winking position, with a sparkly red bow on the left ear. It had a collar on it that read, "QD" Quinn's initials.

"We better get home," she quickly blurted.

Violet and Faith agreed so they all parted ways and went to their houses.

Zoey234@me.com - Tuesday, November 13th 6:12 p.m
- Okay, so, what's the deal with Kat? Do you think someone kidnapped her?

Violet21@lol.net - Tuesday, November 13th 6:13 p.m.
- Maybe she ran away?

FaithTG@me.com - Tuesday, November 13th 6:16 p.m.
- But, why? Everything was fine.

Zoey234@me.com - Tuesday, November 13th 6:18 p.m.
- I don't know, but for some reason... I think Quinn might have something to do with it.

Violet21@lol.net - Tuesday, November 13th 6:24 p.m.
- No way! Quinn is just a stupid nerd. She's not capable of something like that.

FaithTG@me.com - Tuesday, November 13th 6:27 p.m.
- You never know...

Violet21@lol.net - Tuesday, November 13th 6:30 p.m.
- Come on guys, let's not jump to conclusions.

FaithTG@me.com - Tuesday, November 13th 6:32 p.m.
- I just hope Kat's okay...

Zoey234@me.com - Tuesday, November 13th 6:36 p.m.
- Kat, if you're out there, talk to us. Let us know you're okay!

KatBaya9@unite.org - Tuesday, November 13th 6:40 p.m.
- Can't talk now... I'm dead.
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Published: 10/29/2012
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