Chapter 10.
Chase's POV.
"So Cheyenne is Shay." Leo realized.
"Yep."
"And if any of us go to school tomorrow, we're basically dead." Bree observed.
"Yep."
"And dog food taste good."
"Ye- what? No!" I exclaimed, looking at my brother in disgust.
"So how are we gonna convince Big D and mom to let us stay home from school?"
"We only have to stay home till the ten years are up, which will be midnight tomorrow. Then we're safe and sound." I explained.
"So we just have to tell them we have a twenty four hour bug of some sort." Bree realized."
"Sounds good. Cause I do NOT wanna get killed tomorrow. I'm sure you three feel the same." Resulting in three nods as I contained. "Then let's put this plan into action."
-Next morning-
We heard Mr. Davenport wake us up, concerned that I wasn't up as Bree fake coughed and I fake sneezed, groaning.
"Mr. Davenport, I don't feel good. Can I stay home?"
"Hmm." Mr. Davenport said, putting his hand on my forehead. "You aren't running a fever. Chase, are you and your siblings faking?"
"O-of course-"
"There it was. The stutter that slipped out of Douglas whenever he faked sick. You are ALL going."
"But-"
"No. I've said your going and that's final. Now get dressed and get upstairs so you won't be late." Mr. Davenport said before going upstairs.
"Well, now what?" Bree demanded, getting dressed.
"Ditch?" Leo suggested, coming downstairs.
"No. We can't ditch. I don't wanna ruin my records."
"NERD!" Bree yelled, making me glare before I heard Adam speak up.
"I'll use Chase's locker today and hold it up with my super strength."
"But Adam, one split second late, and you'll end up a pile of guts. And I think I can speak for the janitor when he does NOT wanna clean that up."
"Leo, if this is the only way to protect Chase, then I'll do it. Whatever the cost." Adam told us as we went in the elevator before Bree super sped us to the school.
"You sure about this, Adam?" I asked.
"I'm sure." He smiled as he went over to it, putting his stuff in when it started tipping, making me act out of impulse and pushing him and myself out of the way...well, mostly. I heard screams before I felt the crushing weight of a locker on my leg, making me start freaking out.
Bree's POV.
Why did he push him out of the way?! Adam would've been able to save himself! Leo and I were calming Chase down, who had started hyperventilating with tears forming at the brims of his eyes while Adam recollected himself, one of the girls from my history class calling the paramedics. Soon enough, Chase passed out from panic as the paramedics took him to the hospital while we got a call from Mr. Davenport, saying he had already heard and was on his way.
-Time skip-
Chase's POV.
After the confirmation that my leg was broken and we had returned home, Mr. Davenport was still trying to figure out what had happened, but it seemed as if he didn't believe us.
"So you are saying, that a crazy ghost tried to crush you with the locker that he had previously been crushed with."
"YES!" All four of us insisted.
"Well, ghosts aren't real-" then the doorbell rang, Mr. Davenport opening the door to a girl who looked a lot like Cheyenne.
"Here is your pizza." She smiled as she handed him the pizza.
"Thank you, young lady."
"Please. Call me Shay."
"That's a interesting name."
"It's VERY old." She told us. "I was named after my great grandma."
"Have a nice night, Shay."
"You too." She smiled, and just before Mr. Davenport closed the door, I saw her skin for a split second turn blue and transparent, making me smile as I pulled out a peace of pepperoni pizza while the clock dinged midnight.
The end.
And that's it!
Hope you enjoyed the story!
Over and out.
Susz13.