I didn't write this chapter, my friend Alison did, it started off as a joke during lunch, but now we're writing an epic! Its only gonna be a few chapters long, but here's the chapter she wrote. Visit her webpage!
http://hometown.aol.com/diddlecherries/myhomepage/profile.html
~Jess~
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"Hey, Jimmy boy! Long time, no see!" Mike yelled as James walked into class. "They weren't too hard on you were they?"

"Shut up, jerkoff. I told you, it wasn't my fault. If it wasn't for..." James quickly drifted off into space. You see, James couldn't believe no one else could see her; the cause of all his problems-Alison.

"Damn you, Alison" he whispered to himself as he sat in his desk.

"Glad you're back, Jim. How was it there?" Joe asked.

"Oh, it wasn't so bad. The food was pretty good for a crazy house, and I did like it when u and the guys stopped by. And best of all, there was no Alison."

Joe rolled his eyes and laughed. Though James was his best friend and one of the most popular guys in school, no one understood his ongoing troubles with this Alison girl. No one ever saw her, but James always talked about how she harassed him. All they knew about her was that she was a girl, kinda tall, and she had hair.

"What the hell are you doing in here?" James screamed as he entered the boys' room. "Didn't you read the sign, Alison? GOD! THE DAMN ASS SIGN?!? No, you go to hell!"

"Who are you talking to?" Dan asked. Dan was one of James' teammates, but he had no idea about the whole "Alison" thing. "No one else is in here."

"Are you blind? Alison's right there! She's sitting on the urinal! Alison get off of there, that's disgusting."

"Um, Jim, no one is in here, especially not a girl named..."

"A girl named who?" Tom asked as he and Joe walked into the bathroom.

Dan explained; "Jim says there's a girl named Alison sitting on the urinal, but no girls are in here."

"Of course there are no girls in here." James added, "She just ran out of here."

Joe took Dan aside to explain the whole thing, while James and Tom walked out.

"Damn you, Alison" James said.

"No, Alison, that wasn't funny. Why do you do this to me? What? I don't follow you around...you follow me, you psycho stalker! I don't wanna do you! That's such a lie and you know it!" James stood in the hall in front of the water fountain, apparently yelling at it.

"James? Who in the world are you talking to?" Mrs. Jackson, the principal, walked up to James in the middle of the heated argument between him and the fountain.

"Alison."

"Uh huh, and where is Alison?" Mrs. Jackson asked with a puzzled look.

"She's right...ALISON! Let go of my lunch! Give it back you bitch!!" James screamed, as he seemed to struggle with the air.

"James, settle down! There's no one there!"

James' lunch fell to the ground, not causing any damage to his lunch. But the fact that Alison made him drop his lunch angered him tremendously. With a red face, he raised his fists into the air, shook them violently and yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Damn you Alison, DAMN YOU!"

"James! I don't know what kind of joke you are trying to pull here, but I don't like it. I'm assigning you office detention, and we'll talk about this little incident later."

James rolled his eyes and sighed. "Whatever."

As he began to walk away, he muttered to himself, "damn you Alison."


At the end of the day, James went into the office. As he waited for Mrs. Jackson, he looked out the window.

"Stop you bitch! I'm gonna kill you! DAMN YOU ALISON!" James ran out of the office and out to the field. The whole office staff ran to the next available window where they saw James, running around in circles repeatedly screaming "Damn you Alison," until Mrs. Jackson pushed through the crowd of kids which gathered around the scene and dragged him in. James then explained that he was chasing after his car; Alison had stolen it and was making donuts on the field with it and he didn't want her to ruin the engine.