Sleuth or Dare

chapter 1

The killer held his breath and huddled in the back of the darkened closet, hoping not to be found. But the woman with the wire-rimmed glasses paused and tilted her head to the side . A floorboard squeak, followed by the rattle of a hanger, told her that something or someone was in the closet. She stepped forward, one hand reaching out for the door knob, and---"will you shut that thing off? " I said, looking over Darcy's shoulder. "Norah! Its getting to the good part! " Darcy protested i reached over and closed her laptop. "You shouldn't be watching those horror shows anyway. You'll have nightmares. " Darcy ran her hand through the purple streak in her short black hair, wich matched her outfit her entire wardrobe was black and purple. "first off ,"she began, "it's not horror. It's my favorite detective show,crime scene :new York. Second, I never get nightmares. Third, it's ten thousand times better than those sleep--including astronomy documentaries you watch. And fourth, I like to figure out the ending. Why won't you let me have any fun ?"because we have work to do. " . I sighed. Can we get back to it please? " Darcy gave me the stink eye. With love, of course , because we're bestfriends. I sat back down,slid an elastic of my wrist and pulled my long blond hair into a pony tail. Darcy and I were into room, sitting oposite each other on my polka dotted bean bag chairs .my room is my favorite place in the world. I have cool astronomy posters on the walls and glow in the dark stars on my ceiling, Wich are an exact replica of the night sky in October when Orion --my favorite constellation --is most visible