“Ok, kid, I will do it, but if the same thing happens to me that happened to that sister of yours, I will never forgive you,” Rebecca said, hoping it wouldn’t. She had just about gotten used to the kid; besides, he was her only way of figuring out what was going on. She prided herself on being self-reliant, but she had just seen a teenager get pulled into a TV. The same that she had supposedly come out of earlier on. She needed to help him for the moment anyway, while she worked out what she wanted to do. Go back to Mr. S. or stay where she was.
“Thank you,” Jon said with a grateful look on his face. At this point in time, Rebecca was his only hope in rescuing his mother and sister.
Rebecca rose slowly from her seat and headed towards the TV remote, which was still lying where the girl (Zoe) had dropped it as she disappeared into the TV. She kneeled beside it and tentatively stretched out her hand to pick it up.
Upstairs
She found a nearby lamp and switched it on, thinking that it wouldn’t draw too much attention.
Where am I? she thought. One minute she was standing in the mall waiting for Beth to show so that they could meet up with Tiff and go shopping, the next thing she knew, she was in this dark room. Looking around, it looked like it belonged to some kind of goth witch of something. The antique dresser was ok, she thought, but she wasn’t too sure about the glass bottles and containers that sat on it. Above the dresser was a painting of flowers, the only color she could she could she in the room, then she looked down.
What had happened to her outfit? This was not what she had put on to meet the girls. Gone was her leopard-print mini dress. Her cropped studded jacket had gone as well. In their place was a floor-length black dress with a modest neckline and subtle detailing. The dress has long sleeves that gather slightly at the cuffs. A floor-length black dress with a modest neckline and subtle detailing. There was no colour anywhere, just like the room well except for the painting.. What had this witch done to her?
“Well, if she wanted some fashion advice, I would have gladly given her some; she didn’t need to steal my outfit.” She said.
She heard the TV start up downstairs, which meant she was not on her own; maybe they would be able to tell her where the witch who had stolen her clothes was.
“Come on, Lara, you have been in worse situations than this before. Ok, I haven’t, but it's what people in situations like this say.” Lara said to herself as she reached for the handle on the room door and headed downstairs..
In the sitting room
“Ok, kid, you were right.” Rebecca's Rebecca told Jon as the TV had not tried to pull her inside like it had the girl (his sister) a few minutes before.
I was due for one thing going right for me today. Jon thought to himself.
“What a mighty good man
Now break it down, break it down, one time
What a man, what a man
What a man, what a man
What a man, what a man”
“My Name is La La Anthony, that was Salt ‘N’ Peppa with 'Whatta Man,” and next up after the break on MTV Live is more of The Top 50 Girl Groups of the 1990s with songs from SWV, En Vogue, and TLC,” the TV announced.
“Great if Zoe ended up on that channel, she could be a member of any of those groups by now,” Jon said, sounding dejected.
“Does anyone know where I am and how I can get back to Beth and Tiff at the Mall?” Lara asked as she appeared in the room door.
