This choice: Option 2: What they eat, you eat, but they slowly lose weight through it. • Go Back... "Oh, wouldn't that be too good to be true?" Melanie said with a dark laugh. "No, we won't lose any weight right away. But we perform these rituals, and from then on every bad, fatty, unhealthy calorie we eat goes right into Beth's tiny little tummy."
Amber smiled again at the thought. Lindsey looked thoughtful.
"All right. What do we do?"
"Well . . ."
It turned out the few rituals Melanie had strung together were rather complicated. It struck Lindsey that with this kind of planning and research Melanie should go into a scientific or forensic field. They seemed hardly related.
First, they linked each other with a blood pact. It was nothing but simple finger pricks while Melanie read an incantation and arranged some of her candles in a pattern between them. Both Lindsey and Amber actually felt something strange pass through them as they did so. Amber perked up at the feeling, but Lindsey remained skeptical. Still, the thought of showing you up was enough to convince you to go on, even if they were just games.
The next ritual involved linking them to your stomach. This was far more complex, and involved a half hour of Melanie reading from a book while sprinkling various dusts and ashes over a stylized diagram of the human body with your name written over the head. When this was completed, you did feel something strange, an uneasiness, enough to make you stop your nightly reading for a moment. But it passed as soon as it came. You were still blissfully unaware of this revenge being plotted against you.
Then there came a dozen "minor rituals" as Melanie called them. They involved chanting, lighting more candles, more chanting, standing in certain poses, and herbs and flowers either dowsed in water or burned.
At the end, Melanie's chubby face was shining with joy.
"It's almost done," she took a handful of lavender from a bag and tossed it in the air.
To Lindsey and Amber's shock, it burst into tiny sparks as a ghostly wail spread out from the air.
"Okay, I'm convinced we did something," Amber said. Lindsey nodded, but wouldn't admit that anything strange had happened other than spending a whole night playing some crazy magic game with Melanie.
But you felt it then, too. It was that unease again, the feeling that something had just started paying a whole lot of attention to you. Despite your usually quiet and polite demeanor, you did appreciate, even like, attention. But this wasn't a harmless glance from the guys at school, or the less pleasant leering of some of the girls, this didn't feel altogether human. You put your book down and pondered getting up and moving around, but shook the feeling off. You had a lot of homework to get through tonight and were having enough trouble concentrating without this paranoia happening upon you.
"So what do we do now?" Lindsey asked. She was actually hungry and wouldn't mind some food.
"Let's get something to eat," Melanie said, rubbing her hands together in a super-villainous fashion.
"What, now?" Amber said. "Wouldn't you rather wait and do at school tomorrow, maybe when we can watch her squirm in the cafeteria?"
"Uh, either way, I am actually hungry," Lindsey said.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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