Bridgemoss Guardians [Part 2]

Lisa watched her breath float away. “Why’d we have to go out again this week, Sade? We went out on Sunday.”

Sadie sniffed the air. “Darkness lurks these streets, Lis. I can smell it.”

“All I can smell is your bul—”

Sadie silenced her with an upraised hand. “Quickly. My senses are tingling. We must head off the leech before he leaves his enclosure!”

Lisa’s shoulders slumped. “Fine, but no more than an hour, yeah? It’s a school night.”

Sadie nodded, hand over her heart. “Scout’s honour. You got the stake?”

Lisa rolled her eyes. “Yes, Mom.” She patted her rucksack. “Don’t know why I’ve gotta be the one to store all this crap. If I get caught with it, people will think I’m a loony.”

“‘Cos your mom doesn’t search your room, Lis. Now, hop on.”

Lisa did as Sadie told her, but grumbled as she did so. “Maybe there’s a reason your parents search your room, Sade. You’re mental.”

“If being labelled mental is the price I have to pay to ensure the safety of the citizens of Bridgemoss,” Sadie said as she began to pedal with a grunt, “then so be it!”

Lisa took a deep breath. “You gotta grow up at some point, Sade. We’ll be in high school next year. We don’t wanna be labelled as the weird girls. Those chicks never get dates.”

“And still you doubt my gifts! You should have learned by now that this world is darker and more mysterious than the grownups would have you believe.”

“So you keep saying.”

“Do you not remember The Wolf of St Wisnis?”

“…that was a stray dog.”

“Ah, but did we not help the pound in catching a most evasive beast?”

“Yeah, all right. I’ll agree we did some good there. We helped a homeless dog find shelter. I think Katy’s family adopted him.”

“And of the ghosts of West Wootbridge?”

“You mean the broken windchimes that Mrs Andrews had in her porch? That sounded like wailing?”

“And did we not put an end to such ghastly choruses?”

“We stole them, fixed them, then hung ‘em up again.”

Sadie sighed. “Ah, another citizen protected!”

Lisa chuckled. “Absolutely mental. So, where is it we’re heading tonight? I don’t wanna go trudging through dirty streams full of broken glass and needles again. My mum’ll kill me if I wreck another pair of trainers.”

“Tonight, my fellow protector, we must head the destroyer off before he even leaves his lair!”

“Oh, Jesus. I hate the cemetery.”

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Authi(Me) and deadbie(Kelsey) snapchatting after this chapter was written

Kelsey: Ya Habibi

Me: Aywa, Khaifa Halik-?

Kelsey: Zainu ig-?

khaifu anti-?

Me: Ya harami, I'm okay ig-?

Kelsey: Stop-! U done fighting-?

Me: Idk- U say, she keeps saying it's okay but when I'm not there that sl!t be like talking

sh!ts!