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Project 30, Chapter 20 |
| Written by Project 30 | |
| Wednesday, 06 August 2008 | |
Chapter 20 - Michelle Huff (Allmine)
Michelle Huff, also known as Allmine, looked at herself in the mirror. She had picked this outfit to accentuate the best parts of her body. She wanted to look her best for the occasion. She was excited and nervous about this upcoming party. She knew that she was one of StoriesVille's more upstanding members, but not many knew it. After all, she had lived the past year under two different names. Now everyone would know who she was. Some would know, but she was hoping that it would stay a secret.
She had discovered StoriesVille quite by accident. She had been searching the internet one day for places that might be willing to accept the short story that she had written. It was so hard to find a place to publish short stories. But she was excited when she happened upon this small community of writers who would comment on almost anything that was written. After a while, she was accepted by the other members as one of them and made a few friends. They had had some rocky times, but the gang all seemed to be back lately.
When she got the email inviting her to the party, her first thought was to contact Russell Potter. She and he had been friends from the start and she was dying to meet him in person. He assured her that since it was seriously close to his house that he would make the short trip into Washington DC, if for no other reason than to meet her. So she rounded up a plane ticket and made her way to the nation's capitol.
As she entered the fabulous mansion, she was handed a gift by a stuffy looking butler. She wished she could open it, but he told her that she had to wait. So she grabbed a glass of champagne and looked around. She saw what must be Max Booth playing on a computer game in the corner. He turned his head and gave her a chin nod in acknowledgement. She smiled at him, still gazing around the crowd for anyone that she might know. She saw a drunk man stagger by and wondered if it was Hodders. She saw another woman by the window and assumed it was Lemon. She saw another guy in the corner checking her out. She knew that it must be Jason. He had been after her for a while, jealous of the attention that she gave everyone else, but never gave him. And then she saw him walk in, RE Potter himself. She just knew it was him as he held up a glass of champagne.
"Hello there, Allmine," he said in a silly voice. She giggled at him and they went and sat down at the table together. They turned their attention to the admin and listened to him as he tried to describe Project 30 to them. A lot of the writers kept interrupting him, and they could see that he was getting angry. Then it was time to open their presents. She looked eagerly over at Potter to see what he got. Sheepishly he told her that he had already opened his gift.
"You don't follow the rules real good, do you?" she asked him and laughed. But she decided to open hers and was puzzled to find a bottle of massage oil. She looked at Potter quizzically. She saw Jason's look of disgust as he realized what the Admin's gift to her was.
"That gives me some ideas for later," he said in his best Groucho Marx impersonation. She swatted him playfully on the arm. They turned their attention back to the Admin. She caught Jason's eye again. It's a good thing that looks don't kill.
Suddenly the Admin passed out on the floor. They rushed forward with the rest of the crowd and someone checked the Admin for a pulse.
"He's dead," they pronounced. Michelle knew that she had never been good at names, and never having seen these people before she had no idea who anyone was.
They looked around at each other knowing that their evening wasn't going as planned. Of course everyone looked at the butler, but Michelle saw the look that passed between him and Lemon. Just then, the lights went out and Michelle felt someone push her out of the way to get to Potter. She heard him yell, "Watch out you *******," and heard him crash to the ground. Suddenly she felt a sharp stabbing pain in her neck and as she reached up, she felt the warm rush of blood ooze through her fingers. Not being able to contain herself anymore, she passed out on the floor. As she felt the life pass from her, she wondered why the heck the Admin would have given her massage oil. Was he even kinkier than her? Did anyone know the secret they shared? Copyright 2008 Project 30 |
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