Everybody Wants To Rule the World Chapter Three Written By: LadySwan "I knew we shouldn't have left JT and Neil in the sub." Callie groaned to herself, as she and Jimmy walked down the rows of aisles of lockers just before Homeroom. "Now they're missing and it's all my fault." "Common, it's not and you know it. How were we supposed to know that the baldies were watching them? Us?" Callie just groaned. They stopped by her locker as she began pulling her books out of her locker. "Yesterday was the worst day of my life." After she and Jimmy had seen the wrecked sub, they quickly called the police. 15 minutes later, the police, the Mayor, and Callie's dad were all standing in the living room, trying to figure everything out. Callie and Jimmy were forced to tell them the truth, that JT and Neil had been hiding out in the sub because they were afraid that someone was after them, like when Glory had been kidnapped. When they were asked why someone would be after JT and Neil, they had just shrugged and told the police that they didn't know that much. The only thing they did was hide them since the day before. The police had seemed to buy their story for the moment, and concentrated on finding out the whereabouts of the two missing boys. Captain Walker had avoided talking to his daughter, and Callie had felt so bad. She hadn't felt like coming to school that day, but at breakfast, the only thing her dad had said to her was "Go to school," and Callie obeyed. "All I know is, my nightmare has just begun." Callie groaned. Jimmy put his arm around her shoulder to comfort her, but Callie did not feel the least bit comforted. : : : : : : : : Meanwhile, JT and Neil were tied up and gagged at the back of a huge, dark truck. There were no windows, or any sign of light from the truck. They were being driven around for hours. From what JT could feel, they were just being driven around in circles. Though, he and Neil had slept the night long, they were sure the truck had stopped for awhile. But none of the men that had taken them had come and open the door. JT was beginning to get really hungry. JT glanced at his surroundings once more for what seemed like the umpteenth time. But he only saw an empty back of the truck. The door could only be opened with a key. And it's not like he could examine it, he was tied up. He couldn't even call for help because he was gagged. He was in serious trouble. : : : : : : : : Sydney and Callie were seated next to each other in their second period English class on a bright, sunny Tuesday. Mrs. Dalton was handing out their essay homework that she had checked the night before. Sydney was already bored out of her skull and wanted to whisper some gossip with someone, but Callie was the only one girl seated near her, and Callie looked terribly distracted. She must still be worried about the robbery that took place at her sub yesterday, Sydney mused. What a stupid thing to rob, JT and Neil! Mrs. Dalton placed both Sydney and Callie's papers on their desks. Sydney glanced at hers. The essay wasn't graded, she had only written a big red check mark on most papers, but Sydney noticed a few words written at the top. 'Please see me after class.' Sydney read to herself. She chewed the bottom of her lip. I hope I'm not in any trouble, she told herself. She glanced at Callie. She was surprised to see Callie frowning at her paper. Callie caught her looking and tilted her paper so that Sydney could see. The same message was written on Callie's paper as well! Sydney showed Callie her paper as well. They exchanged confused glances. The bell rang and Mrs. Dalton glanced at her watch. "Well, I guess that's it class. I'll see you tomorrow. Remember to read pages 5 to 15 of your textbook." As the class filled out of the room, Sydney and Callie stayed behind, slowly walking up to Mrs. Dalton's desk. "You wanted to see us?" Callie asked nervously. Mrs. Dalton put down her reading glasses and gazed up at the two girls. "Yes." She clasped her hands together on top of her desk. "I read your essays." "And...." Sydney prompted. "I must say. I was quite impressed with both of yours especially." she informed them, nodding slightly. Both Sydney and Callie exhaled sharply. So they weren't in trouble. In fact, it was just the opposite! "So what else did you want to see us for?" Sydney asked impatiently. Mrs. Dalton pursed her lips at the point of Sydney's impatience. Callie swallowed nervously. "Well, when I was reading the essays, I saw that both of you have a lot of writing potential in you." She turned to Sydney. "I've gone through your permanent record, dear. It seems you've always been good at writing, though lazy to actually study for the subject." Sydney shrugged as she glanced down at the floor. Mrs. Dalton turned to Callie. "And you my dear. You're new in Swans Crossing High, but you have a lot of potential in you and it shows." Callie smiled faintly. "Thank you." She hesitated. "But it doesn't end just here, does it?" Mrs. Dalton sighed. "No, dear, it doesn't. Last year, SCH had one of the best school newspapers. But all the best writers have all graduated. And since I am the moderator of the school newspaper, it's my job to find more talented writers." Sydney and Callie exchanged a confused look. "So what does this have to do with us?" Sydney asked, slowly beginning to realize what she wanted from them. "I would be very delighted if both of you volunteer to be part of the staff of the school newspaper." Sydney's jaw dropped. Her, write for the school newspaper? Mrs. Dalton had to be kidding! "No way! That would take up too much of my time!" Sydney protested. "I agree with Sydney, Mrs. Dalton. I have too much to do already." Callie told her teacher. She was already working a lot with the Tool N' Die, she had a lot of homework to deal with, and since she was new with it, she still needed time to get adjusted to it, and even now, with the disappearance of JT and Neil, she didn't know if she'd have enough time to rest! "Please, dears. I am already begging you. It will be an added grade to your English grades." She looked at the girls grimly. "And I'm sure both of you have heard that I don't exactly give out the highest grades." Both girls nodded in unison. Mrs. Dalton let out a sigh and buried her head in her hands. "I've had such a hassle trying to find the right people for the staff. But at this point, the only person that is sure to be part of the staff is the editor-in-chief, David Collins." Sydney raised an eyebrow. David Collins? THE David Collins? As in the now senior guy she had been crushing on for, oh just about a couple of years now?! Sure he was a bit preppy, but he was a major hunk! Callie began to feel sorry for Mrs. Dalton, and decided that maybe it wouldn't be so bad. "Uh, Mrs. Dalton-" "We'll give it a try." Sydney interrupted. "We'll try it out for a couple of weeks, as long as the job doesn't take up too much of our time." she said generously. Callie side-glanced Sydney and grinned rolling her eyes. She had a sneaky feeling she knew why Sydney suddenly agreed. Mrs. Dalton looked up at the both of them and smiled. "Thank you girls." She glanced at her watch. "Oops! You're both late for your next period. Here, I'll give you both a hall pass." Mrs. Dalton issued the passes, and Sydney and Callie quickly left the room, right after Mrs. Dalton reminded them about the staff's first meeting. "Sydney, I've been meaning to ask you," Callie said, as they hurried down the hall, "you're deciding to join wouldn't have anything to do with, oh let's say, David Collins, would it?" Sydney mocked a look of innocence. "Whatever do you mean, Callie dear?" They began laughing as they quickly dove for their third period class, pretty late. For the first time that day, Callie was able to laugh. : : : : : : : : Garrett nervously sat in one of the waiting chairs right outside the head master's office. The secretary soon motioned for him to go in. He took a seat in front of the head master's desk. The head master swiveled in his chair and faced Garrett. "I see you're back with us, Mr. Booth." Garrett nodded slightly. "Yes I am, sir." "We were surprised you left so suddenly, but then we received information from your father that he had some business matters and that he needed you home right away but that you'd be back." Garrett nodded again. What is his point? I know all of this already, he thought to himself impatiently. "If you are going to leave this school, you had least better give us more than a moment's notice that you are leaving. You cannot just leave the school and have home call back here a few days after. We are supposed to be taking care of you." the head master's voice practically boomed. Garrett looked down at his lap and nodded quietly. Geez, they were awfully tight around here. All he did was just leave, it's not like they never got the news that he had to go back right away. "You better watch it, Mr. Booth. If this were to ever happen again, or, you were to get into any trouble what so ever, you shall be expelled." Garrett didn't say or do anything. This scene reminded him when Coach Gromme was telling him almost the very same thing. Except then, Garrett was too mad to care at that time. It also reminded him about the time Coach Gromme had also benched him for the summer. It brought back painful memories, and not only being benched, but everything else that happened during that time. The head master nodded slightly, knowing that it was all finally beginning to sink in Garrett's mind. "That is all. You may go." he said, dismissing Garrett. Garrett headed back to his dorm, his head filled with memories or good old Swans Crossing, and wasn't thinking about what the head master had just told him. He entered his room, and was surprised to find out that Michel wasn't there. "Oh right, he's out for an early practice." he mumbled to no one in particular. Michel had been practicing day and night for an upcoming track race he was competing in. Garrett didn't mind. He had a lot of quiet time to think. He flopped down on his bed, and was surprised to see a pile of letters lying on the desk in between his and Michel's bed. Hmm, Michel must have gotten out mail, he mused. Garrett picked up the letters and was surprised to see the first letter came from Sydney! He quickly went through the pile looking for a letter from Mila, but he only saw a letter from his sister, and a separate one from his parents. He knew what was in his parent's letter. It was their usual letter containing with support money. And Glory's probably held a note full of 'I miss you''s. He had a lot of those letters written to him before when he was in France, but right now he didn't feel like reading them now. He went through the pile again and got Sydney's letter. He was surprised that she was still thinking about him. And that she had written him a letter, before Mila had! He quickly opened Sydney's, and as he read the note, reading Sydney's sarcastic comments, her stories of a now boring town, and her friendly sayings, he felt cheered by the thought that Sydney was living up to her promise of being friends. Garrett smiled. Sydney could actually be a terrific and supportive friend when she felt like it. He quickly went to his desk and pulled out a paper and pen and quickly began writing a response to her. : : : : : : : : At the end of the day, Saja and Sandy exited their last period class, English and Saja walked with Sandy to her locker. Other than their last period together for the day, English had also been the first period they had together that day. They hadn't gotten a chance to talk to each other all day long, since Sandy had gone to the Library at lunch time to finish an essay. And so now, they were making use of their time, and catching up on some major news. "I can't believe JT and Neil were kidnapped!" Sandy exclaimed, as she shoved her books inside her locker. "And what were they doing yesterday at Callie's sub instead of school?" "I have a pretty good idea why they were there." Saja muttered to himself, remembering seeing the bad guys. But Sandy heard him. "What? Why?" Saja looked up at her startled. He had forgotten she was standing there for a minute. He had forgotten where he was. Then it all came back to him. Answering Sandy's question, he said, "There have been some pretty strange things going on in Swans Crossing lately, and I think it has something to do with Jt and Neil's science project." Saja poured out the whole story, about what he had come to learn about the mysterious things happening to them. Sandy stared at him wide-eyed. "Wow," was all she could say afterwards. "JT and Neil were pretty risky with that science project." She winced. "And now look." Saja nodded grimly. "They're in big trouble." : : : : : : : : Sydney closed her locker door, stuffed her books inside her bag and headed down the hall of Swans Crossing High. Finally, the day was done. It was only the second day of classes, but Sydney had felt it been forever. True, there were the good parts, like when Mrs. Dalton had asked her and Callie to be part of the school newspaper staff, the very same one that David Collins was heading. She couldn't believe her luck. All of her friends were too busy for her to walk with, Glory, Mila and Nancy had cheerleading practice, Sandy had already left with Saja, and Callie, she knew Callie was probably on her way out already. She knew how worried she was about JT and Neil. Then Sydney remembered. Mrs. Dalton had caught her waiting outside her locker just five minutes ago and informed her about the staff meeting for the newspaper the following day. She was in a rush and had to go to a meeting, so she asked Sydney to tell Callie for her. So now, Sydney was trying to find Callie, hoping she could get to her before, well, she missed her. She only hoped she got to Callie right away. She couldn't call her up on the phone tonight, she and her mother were going out for dinner, and tomorrow, it was a Wednesday, and Sydney wasn't sure if they had any classes together or if they'd see each other at all. As Sydney looked to her right, she smiled and waved to a friend on her's from the Junior batch. Sydney was temporarily distracted, and ran right into Callie, accidentally of course. Callie was walking right next to Jimmy, of course, and was startled when she and Sydney collided with each other. As Sydney looked at her, she noticed Callie had a dazed look on her face. "Callie, I am so glad I ran into you!" Sydney exclaimed, grabbing Callie's arms. "We have a staff meeting tomorrow after school at room 105, can you make it?" "Uh, yeah I think." "Callie, you have too! I need someone to be there with me when I...." Sydney trailed off, remembering that Jimmy was right next to Callie. Jimmy smirked. "When you what?" "Nothing." Sydney waved her hand dismissively. She turned back to Callie. "So, will you?" Callie smiled, though ever so faintly. "Yeah, sure Sydney." Sydney smiled. "Great." She said good bye to them both and headed out of school where Ralph was waiting for her in the parking lot. "What was that all about?" Jimmy asked Callie. Callie smiled at him. "Nothing important." And then her smile disappeared and she ended up sighing loudly. "Still thinking about JT and Neil's disappearance?" Jimmy asked sympathetically, as they walked out of the halls of Swans Crossing High. "I can't stop thinking about it. Everything keeps reminding me of yesterday. When I keep telling myself what's done is done, I can't turn back now, I end up thinking about what I can do now." They sat down on one of the picnic tables on the lawn in front of the school. "Well, what can we do now?" Jimmy asked her. Callie shrugged helplessly. "I don't know. Every option I've tried just leads to a dead end." "Such as?" "Well, first of all, clues, as to where the Baldies have taken them." When Jimmy shrugged and gave her a questioning please- continue look, Callie rolled her eyes. "The police searched yesterday. There were no other pieces of evidence, and nothing that they left behind except for a couple of cotton balls, remember?" "Yeah," Jimmy said, nodding, agreeing with her. "But maybe we need a new place to look." "Where else should we be looking?" Callie asked him curiously, knowing Jimmy just might be on to something. "Well, we've already looked at the places where JT and Neil disappeared, and obviously there's nothing. Well, remember what we were doing right before we hid JT and Neil?" "Yeah, we were really noticing how weird Barek was acting." "Well, why don't we continue there." Jimmy told her. "You mean..." Callie drifted off, her eyes sparkling. "Stakeout." they said in unison. They grinned. "Tomorrow. After school." Jimmy decided. Callie was about to agree, when she slapped her hand to her forehead. "Wait! I almost forgot. I have a staff meeting tomorrow after school." "So skip it." "I can't. Sydney will kill me." Callie groaned. "Ok," Jimmy said slowly. "I guess we can go afterwards." "Thanks." "No problem." Jimmy placed his arm around Callie's shoulder and they headed towards the parking lot where they had parked their bikes. : : : : : : : : Mila, Glory and Nancy were sitting around the huge field after school, surrounded by the other girls who had made it as cheerleaders. They were all waiting for Ms. Langer to come back. And so, the girls found a way to keep them preoccupied, talking. Mila wanted to talk to Glory, ask her how she was doing with JT and Neil's kidnapping. But she didn't even have to ask. Glory was staring out into space looking forlorn. Mila felt so sorry for Glory, she tried thinking about something to say to Glory that would make her feel better. "Hey." she said softly. "I'm sorry about JT." She placed a hand on Glory's shoulder. Glory looked up startled, as if she had forgotten where she was for a moment. She looked up at Mila. "Huh? Oh, well, there's nothing we can do now but wait I guess." "Have they found out yet anything? Where they could have taken him, anything?" Glory shook her head. "Nope." Mila looked at Glory sympathetically. "Well, all we can do is hope now." "Yeah." Glory agreed in a soft voice. "I hope they're all right. And that they come back safely." : : : : : : : : Elsewhere, JT and Neil were still at the back of the dark truck, being driven around in a bumpy way. They were still gagged and tied up. And they were still nowhere to stopping, JT groaned to himself. Or so it seemed. At that very moment, the truck came to a screeching halt, and JT and Neil tumbled in the dark room, unable to stop themselves until they hit the metal wall. Fear filled JT, as his mind raced. Where they 'there?' Would they take JT and Neil roughly again? Or were there cops who had figured out that these were the bad guys and were there for the rescue? Whatever it was, they were still in very big trouble. To be continued... (c) 1999 LadySwan If you have and comments, suggestion, questions, ideas, or any kind of criticism at all, please email me, LadySwan, at ladyswan_1@hotmail.com ! Thanks!!! :
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