The Big Dare Scare
Jessi Borwick, Sam Adams, Oliver Wing, James Dean, and Kirsten Davis all go to Crimson Junior High for Criminals. They have all committed different crimes. Jessi has stolen cars from rich people, stripped them of their parts, sold them online, with no motor, and then sold the parts. Sam and James have murdered ten people together, including; U.S. President Wilshire, two Supreme Court judges, Pope Isaac, Britain’s King Saba, Queen Halo, and Princess Angel, Carry and Ryan Adams, and Jimmy Dean. Kirsten has blown important buildings and structures up including; The American Statue of Liberty, Taj Mahal, and the Great Wall of China. Oliver has been caught drunk-driving over forty-nine times in his dad’s car, which is an Orca SC7. They are all in the seventh grade, share classes, and a friendship. They all have a big science test with Mrs. Walter, an evil vampire-like teacher, today, so they decided to skip Science class. Kirsten, Sam, and James sit next to each other in homeroom. While talking about candy, lunch, and their holiday break that they are starting tomorrow; they decide to make a dare that no one will ever forget. Oliver was going to have to go into Mr. Benson’s, a young, mysterious teacher, old room. It would be a challenge to get him to go in. He wasn’t a hardened criminal like the rest of them. They were all hoping Jessi would be on their side of the dare. James texted Jessi, asking about the dare they were going to commit. She said that she would go with them and lock Oliver in the room.
“Alright,” Kirsten said. “So, we are going to go onto the C-floor. We get all the way down to C-4, and then dare Oliver to go in. One of us will have to go in too,” She sighed. Kirsten stared at Sam for a moment. “You will go, right?” Kirsten asked sweetly.
“What?” Sam asked. Why am I always picked? She wondered. “No! Jam can go!” She said. She punched James in the arm. She knew he didn’t like his nickname, Jam, that she had given him. She smiled sweetly.
“Me?” James chuckled. “Good one. That’s a great joke!” he added. He smirked. “Jessi,” He said smoothly. “She can do it,” He slapped Kirsten’s shoulder. “We’ve got ourselves a victim,” He said deviously. “I feel like I’m back in my homicidal days again!” James joked. “We’re plotting out punishment, but no escape plan?” He shook his head. “It doesn’t seem right to me,” He sighed. “We need a back-up plan. What were we doing?” he asked the girls.
“We were getting ready to search Mr. Benson’s room for clues?” Kirsten suggested. “We wanted to help find him. Our favorite teacher of all time?” She smiled. “Does it sound good?” She asked.
“Yeah,” Sam sighed. “It’ll work,” She smiled, counting the seconds to the bell. 30…Poor Oliver…25…Wait, what am I saying…20…Oh, well He can deal with the punishment …10…I hope…5-4-3-2-….What! Where’s the bell...One!



