Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Infamous Four: Summer Camp Story 5

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Please be advised, that this story is still being worked on and expanded, as currently, it is short.

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Priscilla was determined to get Dora back. The boys were determined to get Priscilla and Isannah back. Eddie snuck out of bed and peeked outside. The coast was clear. Eddie signaled to Andrew. Andrew slipped on his slippers and quietly followed Eddie over to Priscilla’s cabin, being careful not to be seen. They tried to stick to the shadows but found that impossible being that Priscilla’s cabin was across the path from theirs’ and in full view of the security lights. They carefully placed the fish under Priscilla’s window and then darted back to their cabin.



Meanwhile, Priscilla was at the outdoor water faucet trying to swat insects as quietly as possible while filling balloon’s up with water before carefully tying string around them. She then placed the balloons in one of two buckets. Once she was out of balloons, she took the buckets and placed them outside of Dora's door. She went back to her cabin that was next door, and grabbed a chair. One by one, Priscilla tied one end of the string to the outside door handle. She then balanced the water balloons on top of the door frame. She picked up the chair and then proceeded to stub her toe while she tripped on the leg of the chair. “Klutz! Ugh,” she grunted to herself as she opened her door and proceeded to trip in. The leg of the chair got caught on the side frame of the door. Priscilla tumbled over and landed on her hands and face.
Isannah ran over to Priscilla, “Are you alright?”
“Yes! No sh! I don’t want anyone to hear that we are still up!” Priscilla said in a loud whisper that Dora was able to hear quite clearly.

This was the signal Dora needed. She snuck out her window and ran around to the front to see what Priscilla had done. “Nothing a little string can’t fix.” Dora ran to the Art cabin and grabbed some string. Ms. Davis walked by the art cabin and walked in. Dora ducked behind the cabinet and crouched. Ms. Davis turned on the light and looked around from where she stood. Satisfied, she turned off the light and closed the door, locking it behind her.

“Oh great. Locked in!” Dora muttered to herself. Dora went to the nearest window and peeked outside. “Well, at least on this side the coast is clear. I wonder how loud these windows are? Will they wake the living dead?”
She slowly opened the window. “At least these windows are well oiled.” The window creaked softly. Dora jumped. “It’s just the window.” She rolled her eyes. “Come on Dora, you can do it. Be brave!”

Mr. Erikson walked by at quite the fast pace. Dora froze. What seemed like an hour later, she finally got the window open just enough. She held her breath, squeezed in her stomach, and squeezed out the window. She then ran to her cabin. “Okay, now let’s take the string and attach it right here. Wait, where’s the string? Geesh! I am beginning to take after Priscilla! What a scary thought! If I don’t get away from Priscilla, I am going to lose all of my marbles!”

Dora ran back to the art cabin, opened the window wider this time, and easily got in. She grabbed the string off the floor where she dropped it trying to open the window, and then climbed back through the window. Her shoelace got hooked on a hook that was attached to the bottom corner of the window frame. “Now I’ve done it! If I don’t get caught, it will be because of pure dumb luck! Or because Priscilla decided to change her plan and got caught first in the act. Nah, not even Priscilla can be that stupid! Wait! What am I saying! That would make me dumber than her! Dora, get a grip on yourself. And that’s an order!” Dora reached in and tried to get her shoelace unhooked. Mr. Erikson and Ms. Davis came walking by. Dora could only freeze and think “invisible, you are invisible” knowing fair well, that it wouldn’t work. Fortunately, she was still in the dark shadows. Of course, it helped that they were talking up a storm, something about Pamela being almost as bad as Priscilla is with the maids. Pamela, it turned out, had yelled at the maid for refusing to move Pamela’s suitcase into the other closet. Pamela wanted it in her roommate’s closet so she would have more room for her clothes. The maid refused on grounds that it wouldn’t be fair for her roommate to have both suitcases in her closet. Pamela then proceeded to throw a fit and her pillow at the maid.

Dora hung with one foot reaching for the ground, and the other stuck on the hook, refusing to budge. “Well, I guess I will have to take my shoe off somehow.” Dora wiggled and pushed. After several minutes, she finally got her shoe off. It swung back and forth hitting the wall with a thud - thud - thud. Dora did a flip and fell on her side. “Note to self: Either you do not tie shoes in knots, or you tie your shoes looser before cascading through windows on such an adventure like this!” Quickly, Dora got up and reached in to stop her shoe from doing any more loud thuds. She grabbed the shoe and then picked up the string off the ground. Dora closed the window and ran around to the back of the art cabin just as Mr. Erikson and Ms. Davis stopped.
Mr. Erikson abruptly turned around and walked briskly back to the Art cabin, almost at a jogging pace. Ms. Davis followed. Dora looked around, trying to find a place to hide. Only seeing trees, she decided to run for it. Through the trees she ran until she thought she was out of sight. Finding a path, she took it to the right, hoping that it would get her back to the other end of the row of cabins, and get her to the back of her cabin. Mr. Erikson flashed his light down one side of the Art building and then down the other side while Ms. Davis unlocked the door and peered inside.

Dora looked behind her and saw a light bobbing towards her. She took off sprinting down the path as fast as she could. “Thankfully, I came in first in the sprint 3 years running! I just can’t believe what a klutz I am! Okay Dora, get a grip on yourself. You need to think.”
“Down here!” Mr. Erikson called out to Ms. Davis. 
Dora noticed another path going to the right again and took it. This path led right by the garbage cans which of course Dora did not see. Crash! Garbage, cans and lids went flying everywhere. Dora was rolling in the garbage. Mr. Erikson ran towards the mess. Dora jumped up, determined not to get caught and took off at the fastest time ever. She broke all of her records sprinting to the nearest cabin and darting behind it. As it was, the cabin was down a long driveway and across a small field that was too large to be call a yard. Dora didn’t wait to catch her breath as she ran with a shoe in one hand and the string in the other. “I am surprised I didn’t lose the string or my shoe in all that! Next, I’ll lose my head! Oh wait, I think I already lost that back at the art cabin!” Dora ran past several cabins before a thought occurred to her. “I don’t know which cabin is mine! Now, I’ll be caught for sure!” David peeked his head out his window and signaled for Dora to come here. He helped Dora into the room. “Quick, go into Mary’s room and change clothes into something of hers’.” Dora didn’t think. She just happily took orders. Mary even helped her change. Mary whispered “done.” David ran in, grabbed Dora, her shoe and her string and shoved her through the door that separated one cabin from the other. “Thank God your cabin is next to ours! No go, and pretend to be fast asleep.” Dora did as she was told. David and Mary did the same.

Mr. Erikson ran to the driveway and decided to take a right towards the cabins. He looked up and down but didn’t see anyone.

Ms. Davis finally caught up with him. “So, who do you think was out this time of night?” She asked.
“I don’t know. I’ll look for any signs of movement in the cabins on the right, you take the cabins on the left. Who ever it was probably went to the back.”

They both went to the back of the cabins and looked for anyone. At the end of the row of cabins, they met.

“Did you find anyone?” Ms. Davis asked.
“No. It looks like they got away with it this time. I’ll go back and check the art cabin once more and see if anything was taken.”
“I checked. Nothing seems to be disturbed. I think they got stuck before they could take anything.”
“They probably was trying to grab prank material. I guess, I’ll skip it. I trust you looked thoroughly enough. Should we say something at the meeting tomorrow?”
“No, we will find out soon enough when the prank occurs.” Ms. Davis stated as a matter-of-a-fact.
Dora waited for an agonizing 30 minutes before she dared venture out again. She quietly tip toed around the cabin and to the front. She took the string and started tying it to the string that Priscilla had done. “Shoot, all this and no scissors!”

Dora put down the string and went to see if David had any scissors. Mary came to the rescue. Dora went back to her string, took one end and brought it over to Priscilla’s door. Carefully, she tied it around the doorknob, making sure the string was tight. “Oops! I guess I had better untie her string from my doorknob if the water balloons are going to actually go anywhere.” After some tinkering, she finally got it right. “There, now to sneak back through my window and go to bed! And this time, we are not going to do any more dancing thuds!” The following morning, Dora heard screams coming from Eddie’s cabin across the path.
“I thought you put the fish by their window, not ours,” yelled Eddie.
“I did,” Andrew answered. “Where did you put your fish? You are the one who confused which window was who’s!”
David did not bother knocking. He opened their door and proceeded to silence the argument. “Hey you two scientific fools! Next time you place dead fish next to windows, check to see which direction the wind is coming from first! Of course this place is going to smell like a fishery with the wind coming towards your cabin!” Eddie and Andrew just stared dumbfounded at David. “Mr. Erikson wants to see both of you.” Eddie and Andrew exchanged quizzitive looks and took off. David left their cabin and decided to check in on Dora and Ella. Priscilla opened her door. Water balloons flew through the air and went splat against her screen door. Spying David, Priscilla opened her mouth, “David, you did this!”
“Sorry, Priscilla. I was talking with Mr. Erikson. But by the look of it, I’d say you got your line tangled in your door by mistake.” David walked up the steps and knocked on Dora’s door, now that Priscilla was so good to clean up the prank for him.

Dora opened the door. “Hello David!”
“Hello, Dora. Priscilla missed again! She can’t even get herself right. Hit her screen instead.” They exchanged a chuckle while Dora held the door open for David. “Come in. Is Mary getting ready?”
“Yes. I wanted her to be able to clean up without me being there.”
“Do you leave the hotel room when she get’s ready too?”
“No need. The hotel room we rent has so many rooms, that it is nearly impossible for me to hear anything I don’t want to hear let alone want to hear.”
Dora looked at him funny.
“What I mean is, I couldn’t hear her cleaning up even if I wanted too. I choose that hotel room purposely. Of course, this cabin sort of breaks all rules - even ours. I still might move into Cabin 16.”
“You should. Thomas wants to move in with Eddie and Andrew. Eduardo doesn’t want to room alone so he is moving in with that Robert geek.”
“What happened to Robert’s roommate?”
“He never had one.”
“I shall then, immediately. Excuse me.”
David went to move his stuff over to cabin 16. Mary rolled her eyes and muttered to herself, “Well, it was good while it lasted.”

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