Chapter 2: Miss Skeptical


     Jenn laughed at her older brother. "Yeah, because we're THAT
interesting."

     "This is coming from the girl who's had her name in every newspaper
in this area," Bobby remarked.

     "Bud, I know I'm very loved and very special, but I'm not
fascinating enough to stalk."

     "This is coming from the girl who was stalked by Tyler Hartman last
year..."

     "He did not STALK me... He just had a very big crush!"

     "Yeah, because smelling your deoderant isn't stalking... And
neither is smelling your hair when you're not looking, and of course, we
musn't forget hiding in the tree outside your room! That's not stalking
at all!"

     "I hate it when you're sarcastic..." Jenn muttered. "And besides,
you would stalk me? BESIDES Tyler Hartman, Bobby."

     "Someone from Team Rocket?" Bobby hinted.

     "They disbanded, thanks to moi," she grinned. "You have a
miracleworker for a little sister."

     "I think I just heard you say you were a miracleworker! Does that
mean the same thing as 'magnet for trouble and chaos'?" Bobby asked.

     "Shut up!" she replied and then the phone rang again. Once again,
she jumped up like the house was on fire. "It might be Taylor!" she said
again.

     "Hello?" she answered happily and out of breath.

     "Jenifer..." whispered the person on the other line. At least it
was someone other than herself talking.

     "This is she," Jenn replied, puzzled.

     "Jenifer..." they whispered again, and Jenn felt herself shiver.

     "Who is this? Jenifer is on the line!" she asked, beginning to feel
annoyed.

     "Jenn? Jenifer Frost? Your phone is weird!" complained the person
on the other line.

     "Oh, hey Taylor!" she said, recognizing the voice with a grin.
Bobby rolled his eyes. So she was right. Finally.

      A noise ran through the house, which was quiet except for Jenn's
conversation. A knock on the door. "Great, now I have to do it," Bobby
mumbled as his sister continued chatting with her new boyfriend.

     When he opened the door, there was no one there. 'That's weird,' he
thought. He almost thought that the knock was all in his imagination.

Until he saw the envelope.

     "Of course the mail is for Jenn!" he cried, exasperated. But that
wasn't what creeped him out. His sister's name had been cut out from a
newspaper, and if she hadn't been sitting in the house, talking to
Taylor Flora, he would've thought she had been kidnapped. 

     He dropped the letter in her lap, and she casually opened it. As
she read what was written, she turned about five different shades of
white. Jenifer Frost didn't look too different from a sheet of paper,
colorwise.

     "Taylor, can I call you back?" she asked, shaken. He answered, more
than likely saying yes. "I'll talk to you later. Bye." She hung up the
cordless phone.

     "Bobby?" she called wearily.

     He noticed that something must've been wrong. "What is it, Jenn?"

     "Read this." With her hands shaking, she handed him the letter.

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
I've murdered many people.
The next one will be you.

     That wasn't even the most horrifying part of it. "Bobby, is it my
active imagination, or is that written in blood?" she cried, her voice
beginning to become shrill.

     "Jenn... I really hate to say this and freak you out more, but I
think it is."

     "This... It has to be some sick practical joke! I mean, we would've
heard if a lot of people died. Right? This isn't real. Sam or Taylor or
Adam or someone probably thought it would be funny. I'll walk into
school tomorrow and they'll be laughing."

     "I sure hope you're right, Jenn. Because otherwise, you might
actually have a stalker. And I mean that like one that doesn't smell
your hair for kicks. I think this might be someone who wants to hurt
you."

     At that minute, the middle sibling ran into the house. "Close all
the curtains, Bobby! Jenn, lock all the doors! We're going to be
attacked!"

      Jenn looked at her with wide blue eyes. "Brooke, what in the heck
are you talking about? Are you high?"

     Brooke gave her the stink eye (A.N: Such a cool saying. It means
the evil eye). "No, Jenn. I mean that Team Rocket is back. And when Alex
was walking me home, they shot her. Right in front of me."