Chapter 11.

Chapter 11.

Jake drove the motorcycle slowly down the side street toward Lori's house. Funny thing was, she didn't have to give them any directions as they passed the convenience store by Sally's house. Lori remembered her horrifying walk home the other night. That awful feeling of being stalked flooded her mind. Jake seemed to be glancing off into the forest by her house chute. Lori said her house came into being. My dad's car is in the driveway. Stop here and I'll walk the rest of the way. I had to sneak in through the back door. Jake wished he was driving a car right now. He felt like some kind of outlaw on his motorcycle. Instead of pulling over to let Lori off, he turned off the engine and glided silently, stopping just before her driveway. Old trade secret, he whispered as she popped off, looking at him a little strangely. What's on your mind? He asked Lori. Day. She whispered. I just wondered. How did you know where my house was? His gaze intensified, making her knees feel wobbly. I know a lot of things about, you know, things. She thought the setting sun cast a gleaming orange glow on them, making the whole moment seem unreal. Lori still watched his face, unable to find the words to describe the mixed emotions she was feeling. Jake continued his voice soft and deep. I know that you like it when I kiss you. He leaned forward like this. Lori's heart fluttered as she returned the kiss, still feeling a little confused. Jake seemed to change moods so often, so unpredictably. It wasn't just her overanalysing him. She couldn't tell. The last few days had been so strange, so unusual. She was a reader. Self-fulfilling, suspicious, Evan. He probably thinks I'm acting like a jerk. I'll pick you up in an hour, Jake. Okay. She said as cheerfully as she could. Lori opened the back door and crept past the living room where her dad sat watching the evening news. Lord, is that you? He called a little flustered, she answered, edging her way up the stairs. Yeah, Dad, I'm gonna take a shower. Is it okay if I borrow the car to meet my friends for pizza? Okay, honey. He called not turning away from the TV screen. Lori let out a relief breath and carefully tucked her ruined blouse in the bottom of the heap. She jumped in the hot shower, savoring the warm, steamy heat, then blow dried her straight line here inside it, back with the red ribbon. She chose a black mini skirt with a pair of black tights and a bright red sweater from her closet outside. She started up her dance, Blue Honda. She felt awkward behind the wheel. She had had her driver's license for nearly a year and had driven plenty of times but chose to walk. Most of the time to keep in shape. Lori drove through town and passed the pizza place that they'd be going to in a little while match. Jeep was already parked outside. She stiffened as she turned onto Old Range Road, where they'd had the accident that afternoon. A squad car with its blue and red lights flashing was pulled over to the side of the road. A bright flash light shown into Lori's eyes. And she passed the huge tree that almost killed them earlier had been moved to the side of the road. Officer Baker bit into his raspberry filled jelly donut in a ward which he felt he deserved after being assigned to remove the giant tree from the road. Sometime, the department chief still treated him like a rookie, even though he'd been on the police force for nearly five years now. He watched the blues today and disappear down the road and carefully pulled his swimsuit edition magazine out from under his seats. He wait a few minutes before he reported back into the station. He decided Baker opened the worn pages to his favorite centerfold and closed his eyes. He imagined that he was lying on the beach with the exotic beauty on the magazine page. He can almost feel the warmth of the Sandy beach. Officer Baker jumped up and hit his head against the ceiling as something plowed into the side of his patrol car, causing the black and white jolt. He threw the magazine into the backseat and shouted, What the. Before he could finish his sentence, a hulking figure appeared next to his window and grabbed the door handle. Baker screamed in shock as a scorching 32 ounce coffee spilled across his lap. What the hell are you doing? He yelled as Baker grabbed for his shotgun. The figure peered inside the window. His hot breath made a round patch of fog on the outside the window. Baker saw the shapes faces, the flashing siren lights pulsating through the darkness. Instinctively, he clutched the shock and struggling to get it out of the dashboard frame. His mouth hung open. He began babbling when he realized what was happening. The figure wore a tattered, dark navy blue jumpsuit and had his face hidden behind a white plastic mask.

Baker knew what he was dealing with. He remembered the stories he heard about Michael Myers before the officer could pull the safety off. The shotgun fired Michael Meyers and John opened the door and grabbed papers. Baker screamed as his body was wrenched from the car and thrown into the gravel. Michael Myers had Baker. Strings were cut short in Michael Myers stocking space with a warning still to work through excruciating pain shot. The officers had his skull cracked by the one that had been dropped off the Empire State. His legs twitched in his brain counting secret and short circuit as the sticking warm blood flowed out of his mouth for years. Michael Myers dragged the 143 officers. The guard carrying include an ax from beneath the pile of brush.

As Lori turned on directly road toward Jake's house, she pushed the automatic neurolaw button. This area gave her the creeps lately. She forced herself to avoid looking at the Myers house and she drove down the dark road. She flipped on the high beams, turning into Jake's long driveway. Thick fog seemed to close in as the car crept towards its house. She could see the lights on inside. Rock music blared from the living room so loud that the windows in the house vibrated. Lori countered as hard as she could on the door, hurting her knuckles. The music stopped and Jake opened the door. He changed into a black sweater and a pair of faded jeans. His hair was brushed back off of his face. He looked different without his leather jacket on. He looked great, like he just walked off the set of a music video. Hi. I'm ready. Just let me turn off a few lights. He said the upstairs lights went out and Jake bounded down the stairs two at a time. He seemed really excited to be going outlawry. Thought she was excited, too. This was kind of like their first official date. Lori carefully maneuvered the car around in the gravel and headed toward town. She turned on the radio and clicked the dial from her dad's. Easy listening music to the only rock station in town. She tapped her fingers on the steering wheel as she drove. Starting to feel it in the wild. I love this song. I wish we could just go somewhere and dance all night long, she said. Jake smiled wickedly. We can always go back to my house later. Remember, my parents aren't home and I've got the mother of all stereos. As you heard earlier, she hadn't expected him to say that, although it didn't sound so bad. Not bad at all. She was tired of being the good girl. Always home on time. Always getting straight A's. Maybe a little trouble was just what she needed. A spark and mischief flashed in her blue eyes was Stuart Muskett. While tonight she cried. Jake laughed as she swerved the car from side to side down the road, singing at the top of her lungs. You're crazy, he shouted, throwing his head back. I love it.

He has hungry eyes seem to devour her as he slid closer. Anything goes to not his heart, hot breath was on her neck and it sent chills through her arms and legs. Lori laughs seductively, not backing off from his heavy advances. She liked the excitement. She pumps the gas pedal down. She teased. You're a naughty boy, aren't you, Kate?

Jake suddenly sat up and pointed out the window. Better slow down, wild woman. He was looking ahead at the bright lights of the police car on Old Ridge Road. She turned down the radio and straightened up in her seat. It's like they're still investigating. They practically blinded me with their flashlight on the way over here. And we say, move the tree out of the road. She said, yeah, looks like it. Let's stop and see if they've got any information yet. A little reluctantly, Lori pulled over behind the squad car beside the tree. It looks so big in the darkness. That's funny. I don't see the officer. He was just sitting in his car a few minutes ago, I swear, she said. Jake shrugged. He's probably in the clearing. Let's go talk to him and only take a minute. Lori started feeling a little nervous. The flashing siren lit up the foggy clearing in pulses like a giant strobe lights. She didn't see anyone out there. She stopped Jake as he put his hand on the door handle. No, Jake, let's just go. Matt. Sally, you're waiting for us. In a flash of light, a shadow figure stood in the clearing looking at them and then was gone with the next. Okay. Jake agreed. I guess they'll call us if they have any information. As the blue sedan pulled away, Michael Meyers breathe heavily. He was watching them from behind the branches of the monstrous tree that lay on the side of the road. The radio and the police car crackled on Baker. You still out there? Baker come in through the flashes of light. Michael Drape the body over the giant tree stump and raised his ax. Officer Baker lifted this throbbing head and tried to scream as the tail lights of the car. His last hope disappearing out of sight. The blade of the ax descended upon his neck and crunched through his spinal cord, completely severing all ties with the world of the living. Baker's dead eyes stared out of his hand, which rolled off into the clearing and stopped next to the crumpled beer can. Chapter twelve. Jake killed Laurie san as they entered the noisy pizza parlor. Sally stood up and wait for them to come over to their booth. A group of kids from school hung out by the pool table, talking and laughing. Hey, you too, Sally. Wait. Come sit down. The pizzas should be here any minute. We wanted extra everything. I'm starving. Girl Matt gave Jake a little nod as they squeezed into the red bottle. Hey, man, how's it going? He asked. Jake nodded back. Great things couldn't be better. He gave his hand a little squeeze. Things really could have not been better. He felt relaxed in normal sitting. There were three and hadn't fildes most popular students. He noticed other kids in the place looking at them with envy, envy. He was all too familiar with that emotion. He remembered how he used to drive by this place at night, wishing he had a buth of laughing friends to hang out with. Laurie had a huge grin on her face. We're going back to Jake's house later. His parents are out of town, she declared. Matt started banging his fist on the table, chanting, Party, party, party.

Sally rolled her eyes at Matt. You are so immature. She looked at Jake Reinvited. It's not very often anyone's parents go away in this town, especially not mine. It's like they live there something. Unless, of course, you two lovebirds want to be alone. Lori watched Jake. Did he want to be alone with her? She wondered. The tired looking waitress set the pizza on the table. Jake grabbed a slice. Of course you're invited, he said. The more the merrier. Right? Besides, my house is plenty big. Lori got at the greasy pizza. Gross. This food is like Grease City. Sally laughed as Lori picked the sausage, ground beef and pepperoni off of her slice and then patted the oil off the top of the paper napkin. Yeah, like you should be concerned about that, she said sarcastically. Lori was thin, but only because she watched what she ate and she exercise. Sally was one of those girls who could eat whatever she wanted and never gain an ounce. She was always complaining about being too fat, which she certainly was curvy but not fat. Matt jokingly put Sally side. She stuffed goodbye to her mouth. I like my women, like I like my pizza big and raft. She shoved them back gently. Shut up. Any jerk. Matt laughed and said, Jake. Let's go Kranks and Crotons on the jukebox. This place is way too dead. The girls watched in surprise as the guys left the table, laughing and joking as if they were best friends. Lori commented, Jake really fits in with us. Sally nodded. Yeah. Surprised Matt's taken such a liking to the lone stranger, as he put it. I wonder why Jake never talked to anyone before. He's actually a pretty cool guy. Lori shrugs. He's just shy, I guess. Shy, huh? Sally snorted. He's anything but shy. I mean, the guy is going to sing tomorrow night in front of the whole store. That takes nerve law. Lori watched Jake standing by the jukebox. He looked so hot tonight, doesn't it? She thought about what he'd said in the car. Anything goes. Was he serious? Did he mean her face flushed as the words played back over and over in their minds. Sally laughed. Watching three girls crowded around Jake, their flirty giggles echoed across the room. She pointed. Yeah, he sure does. Apparently, you're not the only one who thinks so. Jake was at ease, leaning against the wall. Matt was enjoying the attention. Sally warns.

You better keep an eye on him, Laurie. Don't let that one slip away. You've got to keep him coming back for more, girl. Laurie looked at her dumbly more and more white. Sally lowered her voice to a whisper. More of you, more exciting nights. More steamy kisses, more. Huh? You know, Lori's eyes widened. You mean have you and Matt? You know, Sally giggled. That's for me to know. And for you to never find out. Laurie gasped. He did. Didn't you? I can tell. I know you. When did it happen? Sally glanced at Matt and Jake, who were walking back toward the booth. She whispered quickly. We haven't exactly done it yet. But I was going to surprise him. Maybe tonight I think I'm ready. The girl sat silently at the table. They burst into a fit of laughter the second Matt and Jake sat down. Matt asked, What's so funny? Lori lowered her eyes and giggled. Surprise. Sally kicked her under the table hard, holding back her laughter. She looked at Matt. Nothing. Lories just gone a little crazy. That's all women, Matt mumbled. Outside the pizza parlor, a police patrol car slowly crept down the foreign streets, stopping to look at the lapping teenagers sitting in the booth by the window. He pulled over to the curb and slumped down into the shadows of the car interior as he watched them. He growled, slowly, gripping the steering wheel. It was those same teenagers again laughing. Matt eight, the last piece of pizza. Are you guys ready to go? We got some serious partying to do, I say. Lori giggled if he only knew what Sally had in store for him tonight. She thought.

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