First off the characters belong to nickelodeon

Secondly I'm soooooooooooooo sorry for just dropping this story like I did. I think that now with all this free time I could actually finish this story finally so stay tuned!

As the small army left the van all 9 pairs of eyes scanned the surrounding area for even a tuft of white hair, Lily being omitted as she had been dropped off at day care, making the crew slightly late for school. When they failed to find their target, the eldest sister rounded up the group.

"Everyone knows the plan, right?" Lori asked.

The 8 remaining heads nodded in unison to their eldest sister.

"Good," she said with a deep rumble in her voice that would send a chill down anyone's spine. "Rendezvous back here after school and keep a lookout for Lincoln. I'll let you guys know our next move once Bobby texts me back." Lori said with firmness. They group quickly dispersed once the others were given, keeping their eyes and ears peeled for their runaway brother.

As Lincoln walked down the hall alongside his best friend in the entire world, Clyde, he could feel his confidence slowly draining. The source of this drainage? He didn't know. All he knew was an eerie feeling. A feeling that caused the strands of hair at the back of his neck to stand on end. He reached his hand behind him to the rub the spot but was brought back to reality by Clyde.

"Are you sure you're ok Lincoln?" Clyde asked worriedly.

"What," he tried to formulate himself, "Oh, oh yeah! Yeah I'm- I'm fine," he stuttered.

Clyde stepped in front of Lincoln and grabbed his friend's shivering shoulders. "Are you sure?" He said again with worry in every syllable.

Seeing the amount of concern in Clyde's eyes brought Lincoln back to his senses. He didn't want his friend to be so concerned over him. He stopped shaking and took a deep breath.

"Yes Clyde," he spoke softly, "I'm ok," he smiled shyly.

"Good. We're supposed to have a good day today." Clyde said.

"Yeah, nothing screams good day like a horror movie on Friday the 13th," the young Loud joked.

The two giggled softly. When purchasing the tickets, the boys were reluctant to even set foot near the poster, let alone sit down to see the thing move. But Lincoln had already agreed with Ronnie Anne to watch this movie. He could never have turned her down after the way she spoke about how much she adored the first two movies. It was always a pleasure to see her speak so passionately about something. It brought out a side of her that he longed to see more often.

snap snap

Lincoln shook his head and looked up to greet an angry Mrs Johnson snapping her fingers to get the boy's attention.

"Done daydreaming Loud?" Mrs. Johnson muttered.

"Y-Yes Mrs Johnson!" Lincoln stuttered and hurriedly rushed to his seat. Listening keenly to the small laughs of the biology class.

He hurriedly found his seat next to his lab partner Stella. Boy was he glad to see and familiar face to sit with in class. Mrs. Johnson had separated him and Clyde because she felt they needed a change of pace. The boys thought it was a load of rubbish.

"Today, class, as you all know, we'll be dissected frogs. After our last problem with experiment," she glared at Lincoln to the amusement of the class, "the frogs we will be using have already passed. Hopefully no one will try to 'rescue' them this time." Another surge of laughter.

"Today's gonna be a long day isn't it" Lincoln murmured.

In a nearby hallway of the school, the gothic loud seemed to glide through the hallway, in a hurry to both get to class and hopefully spot her bother. She disappointedly got to class before she got even a glimpse of the white haired escapee. Monotonously, she greeted her teacher, apologised for being tardy and quietly took her seek in the back of the class, in the back corner under the broken malfunctioning light in the class. It flickered every now and then, simulating a lightning strike. Oh how Lucy loved that corner. It almost brought her to a smile. Almost. Finally situating herself in her seat she pulled out Luan's phone as she herself was not fond of technology. She was given the phone for the time being to give updates on Lincoln. With her being so close to Lincoln's classes it only made sense.

One disappointing text to Lori later the eldest Loud began preparing for the worst.

'Boo Boo Bear?' another text went out. She anxiously sat in class awaiting a response.

1 minute

The teacher hit the whiteboard with his marker.

2 minutes

"Page 65…" He called out to the class.

3

His words began to fade.

4

The tapping of her foot echoed.

5

Bells rang.

Wait.

Bells?

The 17 year old reached for her pocket which held her most prized possession. The bells rang again. It was definitely him. As she opened her messaging app she revealed the 2 new messages from her beloved.

'Hey, babe. Sry been caught up with the bodega,' read the first.

'We'll be heading out in a few. 'Bout 1 or 2pm' read the second.

'Sounds gr8' Lori responded.

'C u l8r' she added.

The blonde immediately started planning out exactly how the day would play out.

First we plant the idea of going to the mall in Lincoln's head. Once they get there we'll have to get rid of Clyde. A quick call to his dads about Clyde having an allergic reaction to the peanuts at the peanut stand should do the trick. He'll be out of there in no time. Now we lure Lincoln into view of the movie theatre with Flip's Flippy cart which is exactly where Ronnie Anne'll be waiting. She'll get Lincoln to go with her into the theatre because she just so happens to have and extra ticket. Yes, this is the perfect plan. "Lori," I'll tell everyone after school. "Lori." I can't wait t- "Lori!" a deep voice bellowed.

Her teacher stood in the classroom doorway, impatiently waiting for the last student to leave the class. The student who was thinking to herself.

"O-oh. Sorry Mr. Evans," she quivered as she hurriedly stuffed her belongings into her bag and scurried into the hallway.

"Today's going by so fast," she mumbled to herself.

A white haired boy dragged his feet across the hallway floors as he reluctantly headed to his locker to retrieve the books required for his next and final class.

"I told you that bag would be too heavy for you." Clyde mocked. He did tell him.

"It's not the bag Clyde I'm having the worst day so far." Lincoln groaned with every word sounding more and more drained of life. Typical day of school if you ask me. "I got called out in front of everyone in bio, shocked in chemistry and fell multiple times in physics. And don't get me started on how I got this stain on my brand new shirt."

The natural haired boy could only stand next to him in awe of all the troubles his friend has endured. The worst he got was smelling an off scented chemical in chemistry class. He did however enjoy the chemistry he had with Penelope because of it. He loved hearing her lisp-like-laugh that slipped through her braces whenever he amused her.

"Clyde?" his best friend called.

"Yeah yeah I'm here" he recollected himself. "Look on the bright side buddy, you'll get to see Ronnie Anne today after school." Lincoln paused. The corner of his mouth rose ever so slightly. That is quite the bright side isn't it?

"Oh yeah," he said breathily, "Ronnie Anne," but his smile went almost as soon as it came, "It won't be bright if my sisters have anything to do with it."

"Which is why," Stella suddenly interjected "you're not going to interact with them." She smirked.

"That's impossible," the white haired buzzkill rebutted, "I literally see them every day."

"Not today you won't," a certain redhead with a country accent remarked "or at least, not after school." He then stepped closer and smirked. "So here's the plan."

Just then the school bell rang and they all headed off to the final class of the day. Luckily all six of them had Art class after this. As they all strategically grouped in the back of the class, seemingly out of thin air, Liam pulled out a giant map entitled 'The Game Plan' and placed it on the table in front of them.

"Where did yo-," Lincoln began before being shushed by Stella, pressing her finger onto his lips.

"After this, you and Clyde are gonna head for the school's back doors while us four head up front."

"But wh-," Lincoln was again interrupted by Stella.

"Just listen," She ordered.

"You two are gonna head around the school, through the schoolyard and over the fence, while us four are gonna pretend to be waiting for you two up front. If this works, your sisters are gonna come bargin' into school lookin' for Lincoln while you two group up with us and we head for the Gus' Games and Grub"

"To psych my sisters out?" Lincoln asked.

"Exactly," Rusty confirmed.

"And while your sisters are still at school looking for you…" Zach continued.

"We'll be making a round-a-bout trip to the mall!" Lincoln finished excitedly.

"Precisely!" Zach verified.

"This plan is perfect!" Lincoln rejoiced. "They won't suspect a thing!"

"We're home free!" Clyde added.

"What is going on back there?" asked the group's art teacher.

"Uh-nothing Miss Simpson" Clyde stumbled.

"Yeah we were just so excited about this… uh… collage we're making!"

The group quickly grabbed paint brushes and fastened their aprons.

"Alright. But keep it down," their teacher shrugged.

The group breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ok. So, is everyone clear on the on the plan?" Liam asked, hushed.

"Yeah" the members responded.

"Hands in." Liam, Rusty, Zach, Clyde, Lincoln and Stella all simultaneously placed their hands into the centre of the group.

'Maybe this year's Friday the 13th won't that bad after all.' Lincoln thought to himself.

"Operation Trick Lincoln's sisters into Thinking Lincoln is Still Inside after School While We Head to the Theatre and also Think of a Shorter Name For This Plan is a go! Ready?"

The group's members looked back and forth at each other before they all eyed their hands stacked on top of one another and together they shouted "Ready!"

The school bell rang out throughout the halls. It was go time.