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Some things you should know:
This is just the Prolouge, not the first chapter.
This takes place a year before Nina comes. I know, in the show, the beginning was the day that Nina came, but I'm changing it to a year before.
'Ouija' is pronounced 'wee-jee'. Don't ask me why, cause I have no idea either :P I think its French or something...This isn't random, you'll find out why I told you when you read this.
This is going to be a lot like Pretty Little Liars, except with HOA characters. So, it's not gonna be about the cup of ankh and stuff.
Also: This is dedicated to nabian8735 for being my BFFF and helping me out with this! If you haven't checked out her stories, do so! They are AMAZING(:
"Move back a little!" Patricia Williamson instructed her best friend Joy Mercer. It was the day before school started back up again, and Joy decided that she needed a new profile photo for the school year and asked Patricia to take it.
"Aww, hurry up!" Joy complained.
"Just a bit farther-" said Patricia, but was interupted by a squeal coming from Joy as she fell on top of Fabian Rutter, as Patricia had intended her to do.
"Woah-hey-careful!" Fabian said, as he and Joy scrambled to sit upright.
"Thats your new profile photo!" Patricia exclaimed as she snapped a picture of them.
Joy finally mananged to get up. "Sorry Fabes!" She said, brushing herself off. She grabbed the book that Fabian had evidently just been reading. "Theory of Computational Intelligence," she read. She turned to look at him. "Bit of light reading?"
"Joy," said Fabian, taking the book back. "Just because it doesn't have Robert Pattinson on the cover, doesn't mean its not worth reading."
Joy giggled and shook her head. Patricia knew that Joy facied Fabian, and it was obvious that he facied her too.
"So, we still having our end-of-summer bash tonight?" Patricia asked, helping Joy stand up.
"I suppose...as long as Jerome and Alfie hadn't done something that made Victor so angry he cancelled it." Fabian replied.
"Nah, I doubt they'd do that." said Joy. "This is Jerome and Alfie we're talking about, you know how they love a good party."
That night, throughout the entire party, Patricia felt like there was someone watching her. She'd see a dark shadow outside a window, but dismiss at as a trick of the light or a reflection from inside. Many times, she even thought she saw a face. Other than that, the party went great. Everyone had a good time. But, it was after the party however, when the trouble started.
"Okay guys, I have a bit of a...game that we can play, you know, like an after-party game." said Joy. It was just after midnight, and Patricia was clearing the food off the table after everyone went home.
"What kind of game?" Fabian asked. He and the others were also helping Patricia clean up.
"A fun game. Now everybody come into the living room, so I can show it to you." Joy commanded. Everyone did as she said, as usual. "Sit in a circle. And kill the lights, and close the curtains."
"We aren't going to play spin the bottle, are we?" Jerome asked.
"Of course not, how old are you, 12?" Joy said disdainfully. "Now will someone PLEASE turn off the lights?"
Mick stood up and turned off the lights. The only light was coming from a flashlight that Joy was holding. In her other hand, she was holding a flat piece of wood with what looked like letter painted on it. Patricia realized it was a ouija board.
"Okay," said Joy, holding the flashlight under her chin and creepily illuminating her face. "This is a ouija board. For those of you amatuers who don't know what a ouija board it, you ask it a question, and spirits move this pointer-" she pointed at the pointer "-to communicate the answer. So if any of you have any questions for anyone who died recently, this is the thing to use. Any takers?"
Mara looked at the floor. Fabian fingered with his guitar pick necklace while staring intently at Joy. Mick played with his shoelace. Patricia picked at a fingernail . Amber twirled her hair. Alfie and Jerome exchanged a glance. Joy was always coming up with strange things for them to do, whether it was an odd game, a dare, or even a prank. They didn't always necissarily want to do these things, but Joy had an odd power over them and they did whatever she said.
"Fine, since you all are CHICKENS," said Joy meanly, "I'll go first." she glanced around. "I'm going to ask my great-grandmother a question, cause she died last week."
"Oh I'm so-" Fabian started.
"Quiet!" Joy hissed at him. "We need absolute silence for it to work. Everybody ready?"
Patricia and the others all nodded uncertainly. Joy moved the flashlight from her face to the ouija board. "O spirit of my Great-Grandma Jane," she chanted. "Tell me...is there anyone I should look out for? Anyone I should be scared of?"
For a second, nothing happened. Patricia crossed and uncrossed her legs. Fabian was still staring at Joy. Mara nervously rubbed her arms. Then, slowly, the pointer moved to the letter Y. Then the E. And it finally stopped on the S. Everyone gasped. Yes.
"Okay, that is WAY creepy," said Amber, standing up and turning on a light.
"Amber! Why would you do that?" Joy said angrily. "You just ruined it! She could've had more to say!"
"Please, Joy. I've seen these things before, and we all know it was you moving the pointer." said Alfie. "And besides, who would you have to look out for?"
"Don't ask me! It was the spirit of my great-grandma moving it! It won't work if you don't believe!" said Joy.
"Well, I wasn't believing this entire time, and it apparently worked." said Jerome.
"All of you! Shut up and turn the lights off!" Joy shouted.
"No!" Amber exclaimed. "It's too scary!"
"Then you can leave! I don't have time for chickens!" said Joy.
"Hey, lay off!" Mick said. "Maybe this was a bad idea Joy."
Patricia secretly agreed with him, though she said nothing.
"Yeah Joy, can we do something else?" Mara asked.
"NO!" Joy yelled. "I'm trying to help you contact the dead, but you all aren't believing, you're just being wimps!"
"Hey, Joy?" Patricia said gently. "Maybe we should do something else."
Joy looked at Patricia in horror. "How could you?" She demanded. "My own best friend!" She looked around at them. "That's it, I'm out of here."
Joy stood up, and walked out the front door, leaving everyone sitting in silence.
After a few minutes, Patricia stood up. "I should probably go find her." she said, walking out the door. She returned ten minutes later to find everyone in the same postitions they had been in when she left.
"No luck." Patricia said, shaking her head.
"Well, she'll turn up at some point." Mara said hopefully. "But we should get to bed now, we have our first day of classes tomorrow."
Everyone agreed and headed up to bed. But when they awoke the next morning, Joy was still nowhere to be found. When the teachers asked where she was, they told them she had ran off the night before.
Days passed, and Joy was still missing. The school called the police, and each of the students went in for questioning about the details of what had happened that night. They told the police everything they knew, but Joy still wasn't found.
In the month that followed, Patricia worried that it was her fault that Joy had run out. Fabian fretted about a letter he had stuck in Joy's bag that day when she fell on top of him, wondering if she ever read it. Amber tried not to think about Joy, because it made her sad. Alfie and Jerome played more pranks than ever, to get their minds off of what had happened that night. But, none of them could bear to think about the fact that Joy may be dead.
Eventually, they all moved on with their lives. The police continued searching, but quietly, and the newpapers and such lost interest in the case. The students all still missed Joy, but deep down, they were also relieved that she was gone. It was horrible to think that she may be dead, but Joy knew things about them that no one else did, and they wanted it to stay that way. All of their secrets disapeared, just like Joy. For a year, anyway.
So...How was that? Should I continue? Any suggestions?
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