Pamela Snaps

[Knots Man]

Loved the script Afton - you certainly have an active imagination!!!

[Afton]

Thanks Karen, lol. Probably tonight

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[Afton]

Oh sorry Knots Man, thank you as well. Didn't even notice the script carried on to another page

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[Bobby_Ewing]

Oh yeah, watching the girls gym class again!!!

Also... I see I wasn't caught coming out the back of Frankie's van again!!!

Brilliant, Af!

Keep up the good work!!!



"Five years from now, Gary Ewing's going to make J.R. seem middle-class." - Paul Galveston

[Afton]

Yeah, you only pulled Pam off of Afton so you could touch her chest. Perv, lol

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[Afton]

"So, what's this great news you were telling me about?" Miss Texas asked Frankie when he answered her knock on the door. He smiled and let her in.

"Well, I think I may have found the cure." Frankie replied, opening the book on his table. He indicated a paragraph with his finger and Miss Texas leaned in for a better look.

"Injection? Of course! It's like a disease that goes directly to your bloodstream and the only way to cure it..."

"...Is to inject the syrum into the bloodstream." Frankie finished. "But, we may have a problem. It says here it has to be made with Wolf's Bane. It's a plant that only grows during the springtime so I guess we're out of luck. But if I look harder, I'm sure I can find alternatives."

"Well, we are going to have to find it soon. The full moon is only days away." Miss Texas said, disappointed once again.

"Have you ever considered telling your Mom or something? They can probably help you until something can be done."

Miss Texas snorted. "My Mom? The suburbs have eaten her brain. She's useless." She looked at Frankie. "You're really my only hope."

Frankie patted Miss Texas' shoulder. "Then don't worry, I'll think of something."
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Pamela sat on the bathtub in her and Miss Texas' bathroom shaving her legs. By this time she was having to shave them at least three times a day. She pressed hard to get the coarse hair off and blood ran down her legs in thin streams. There was a knock at the door and Karen entered, a smile on her face.

"God, don't you knock?" Pamela asked, pulling the shower curtain in front of her.

"Oh, don't be so silly, Pamela. You don't have anything I haven't seen before." Karen said, placing some clean towels and faceclothes under the sink.

"Wanna bet?" Pamela muttered under her breath.

"What's that?"

"I said 'I'm fat'" Pamela said in her whiniest voice, hoping her mother would mistake it for normal teenage weight worries. Her prayers were answered when she heard Karen giggle.

"You kids and obsession with weight...anyway, your father and I are going out for awhile. Is there anything you want?"

"No. Is Miss home yet?"

"Not yet." Karen replied, finishing up. "Bye sweetheart."

"Bye..." Pamela whispered, deep in thought.
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It was dark when Miss Texas arrived in her backyard, exhausted. Frankie had offered to drive her home but she did not want to impose on him any further than she already was and made up some exercise excuse. She was about to open her back door when she heard a female voice screaming her name. She turned around and saw Afton striding up to her.

"Where the hell is your sister?!" Afton asked, tears streaming down her face. She has a small bandage on her forehead and several bruises from Pamela's attack earlier.

"I don't know...what's wrong?"

"Don't you fucking cover up for her! I'm talking about this." She held up a leather leash and ripped leather collar that Miss Texas had always seen on Afton's dog, Odie. "Now tell me, where the **** is she?!"

"I'm right here." Pamela said calmly, stepping out the back door. "Come back for more, did you?"

"You bitch! Don't you make jokes at a time like this! What the hell have you done with my dog?!" Afton screamed, walking up to Pamela.

"I didn't do a damn thing to your dog."

"Don't give me that bullshit! Give him to me, now!" Afton yelled, shoving Pamela.

Pamela quickly grabbed Afton and held her. "Afton...shut up. I am sure you remember earlier. If you are smart, you won't **** with me."

"Pam, let her go!" Miss Texas yelled, looking helplessly at her sister. "You're going to hurt her!"

"You're point being?" Pamela asked, opening the door and shoving Afton through it.

Afton hit the island in the kitchen, knocking over a carton of milk and landing on the floor. Pamela picked her up and held her once more.



"Awww...no snotty comebacks for me, Afton? But I love them so much." Pamela said, smiling at Afton who was now crying with fright.

"Pam, that's enough! Let her go!" Miss Texas yelled once again.

"Why Miss? So she can go on torturing us? So she and her little bitch friends can make fun of us to feel better about their own sad, pathetic lives?" Pamela asked, turning toward Miss Texas.

Afton used that moment to escape Pamela's hold on her and she grabbed a knife from the block on the counter.

"Stay the hell away from me! Both of you!" She yelled, stepping backwards and using the knife as a shield. Pamela just laughed and stepped forward.

Afton backed away once more but slipped on the spilled milk on the floor. She fell toward the floor, hitting the back of her head on the counter on the way. Miss Texas screamed and Pamela stopped laughing.

"Oh God!" Miss Texas screamed, running toward Afton. She examined her lifeless body and looked hopefully at Pamela.

"Maybe she's just knocked out." She whispered, unable to bring herself to check further.

Pamela looked at the milk on the floor that was quickly turning red.

"No, she's dead."

Suddenly the driveway was flooded with lights and they heard the sound of the garage door being opened.

"Oh shit, Mom and Dad are home!" Pamela exclaimed, panicking. "What the hell are we going to do?"

TO BE CONTINUED...

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[Bobby_Ewing]

What will happen to Lil Afton?

Will Bobby get a second try?

All will be revealed when Pamela snaps is continued!

"Five years from now, Gary Ewing's going to make J.R. seem middle-class." - Paul Galveston

[Knots Man]

I think we need to give this flick a good '15' rating at least (ha ha ha)

[Afton]

Hehe, yes I guess so

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[a]

great script Afton, keep up the good work!

[Karen]

Afton,

I'm off shopping - see if I can get myself some new earrings!!

LOL

Karen

"Well, let me put it this way. If you're stranded in the desert, with no food or water for three days, and you come upon Abby Cunningham with a picnic basket -Keep Going!"

[Afton]

LOL! Yes, you'll soon need them

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[Bobby_Ewing]

Oh, who's Pam going to attack next?

Not lil Mrs Fitzgerald!



"Five years from now, Gary Ewing's going to make J.R. seem middle-class." - Paul Galveston

[Afton]

We'll see Besides, Afton's death was an accident, right?

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[Afton]

Author's Note: Okay, this part may be a little morbid and such but I assure you this happened in the movie and did not come from my imagination, lol


"Miss Texas, what's going on here?" Jake asked as he and Karen entered the house carrying two huge paper bags. There seemed to be a body of sorts laying on the kitchen floor surrounded in milk.

"We're just finishing up our movie." Miss Texas replied, turning off her camcorder. "Isn't it a great shot?"

The body on the floor turned over and Pamela sat up, covered in redish milk and smiling at her father.

"Hi Daddy!"

"Hello honey." Jake answered, setting the paper bag on top of the counter. "Girls, how many times do I have to tell you not to play dead in the house. You know how it freaks out your mother and I."

"We know. Sorry." Miss Texas said, helping Pamela off of the floor. They both stood smiling at their parents which worried Jake and delighted Karen.

"You know, I'm just going to put this meat away in the freezer and then I'll help you girls clean up." Karen said, picking up the packages of meat and heading toward the basement.

"No Mom, we'll do that for you!" Miss Texas said, following her mother down the stairs. She had to stop her before she opened the freezer and saw what was inside...

"No really, it's fine. Just give me a minute." Karen insisted, opening the freezer just a crack. Pamela came down the stairs, looking amused by the whole turn of events.

Miss Texas decided to go for broke. "Mom?"

Karen sighed and turned around to face her daughter. "What is it now?"

Miss Texas hesisitated, her mouth barely able to form the question she knew her mother would want to hear. "Mom...what do men want?" She put on her most curious, pitiful expression.

Karen smiled at her youngest daughter and closed the freezer.

"Honey, I'm so glad you asked me that." She said, putting her arms around her daughters and leading them upstairs. "I'll tell you everything you need to know..."
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An hour later, Miss Texas and Pamela sat on the couch surrounded by homemade cookies and huge glasses of milk, listening to their mother's 'words of wisdom' and pretending to look interested.

"And that is what men want, Miss Texas." Karen finished, looking at Miss Texas who was staring at her mother like she had gone mad.

"Really? Well, I guess I have lots to look forward to..."

"Well, I'm sure your sister agrees with me. Pamela is just beginning to date and she understands what I'm saying."

Pamela looked at Miss Texas with mock pity and nodded slowly. "Yes, it's been a lesson well learned by me."

Karen stood up. "Well, I'm going to get your father and then go to bed." She kissed Miss Texas and Pamela on their foreheads. "Get some sleep, you two."

"We will Mom." Pamela said, waving to Karen as she walked out of the living room.
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"Those girls are acting strange." Jake commented to Karen as they climbed the stairs about ten minutes later.

Karen scoffed and waved her hand. "They're just being normal teenage girls. They are curious, not strange."

"Oh yeah? Then why are they all of a sudden interested in what you have to say?"

Karen just looked at her husband and rolled her eyes.
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"Whoa..." Pamela exclaimed as she opened the freezer a few hours later. "You think we can sell her to the Discovery channel claiming she was a cavewoman that sluts originally decended from?"

"Stop making jokes and hand me that screwdriver." Miss Texas said, stepping in front of Pamela. She was worried about her sister, who seemed to be becoming even more insane every passing minute. The old Pam, as much as she hated Afton, would have never taken a situation such as this so lightly.

"Here you are." Pamela interrupted, handing Miss Texas the screwdriver. "What are you going to do with that?"

"I'm getting her out of there." Miss Texas replied, beginning to chip away at the ice.
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A half hour later, Pamela and Miss Texas managed to drag Afton's body out into the small gardening shed Karen had in the backyard. Miss Texas just stood there, staring out the window and Pamela got a shovel. She got the shovel and then laid Afton on the ground. She just kneeled beside her and stared at her for a moment.

"Miss? Do you think she's pretty?" Pamela asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Miss Texas looked away from the window, her expression a look of pure horror. "Why? If I weren't here would you eat her?"

Pamela laughed as Miss Texas turned back to the window. "Miss, of course not. She'd be kinda bitter, don't you think?" She laughed again and picked up the shovel. "Okay, what kind of grave do you want? Deep or shallow? Of course, I think shallow is most fitting."

"Whatever you want." Miss Texas said absently, on the verge of tears. It was amazing how your life could fall apart in the course of one week. She just continued to stare outside as Pamela dug a grave and covered it again.

"Bye Afton, can't say I'm sorry because that'd be a lie." Pamela said, blowing a kiss at the grave. She looked at her sister who looked pretty upset.

"Miss? What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about what we're going to do."

"What do you mean, we? This is my problem, not yours."

"No, it's our's. Remember? United against life forever. That's us." She turned around and looked at her sister. "You're the only thing in my life that has ever mattered to me and I will do whatever I can to save you."

Pamela smiled and rolled her eyes. "Okay, if you insist on doing this together, then what do we do?"

"Well, we wait for a few days, see what happens."

"Then what?"

Miss Texas turned toward the window once again.

"We blow town."

TO BE CONTINUED...

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[Afton]

The alarm blared the next morning and was silenced with a huge smash.

Miss Texas opened her eyes a little and peaked over her covers. She watched as Pamela brushed little plastic shards from the smashed alarm clock off her hands and threw off her covers. Pamela then got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

Miss Texas immediately got out of bed and grabbed a thick piece of lumber. She placed one end under the doorknob of the bathroom and the other on the floor. She quickly grabbed the knife that was on the bureau and threw it into a drawer, hiding it.

It was Friday morning, the night of the full moon. If Pamela was going to transform then tonight was the night and Miss Texas was taking no chances...
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Pamela finished brushing her teeth and turned off the water. She then turned around and placed her hand on the doorknob to open the door.

The door would not budge.

"Miss?" Pamela called, smiling. "I seem to be stuck in the bathroom. Can you get me out?"

"No Pam, I'm sorry but this is for your own good. This way you won't hurt anyone or yourself. I'm going to Frankie's and we'll find a cure, I promise." She heard her sister say through the door.

"C'mon Miss, let me out. Please?" Pamela whined, banging a little on the door.

"No, I'll be back soon. Don't worry."

Pamela made little whining noises and sat on the bathtub. She clenched and unclenched her hands, her anger quickly building up.

She then began to scream.




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Miss Texas heard her sister's screams as she ascended the stairs from the basement to the kitchen. She quickly gathered up her things, wanting desperately to get out of the house and away from Pamela.

As she was on her way out the door she glanced at the counter where Karen had several dried flowers that she used for her crafts.

One in particular stood out and Miss Texas quickly ran to the counter.

"Wolf's Bane!" She exclaimed, pulling out the plant. She then ran out the door, eager to get the plant to Frankie.
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Frankie groaned as he heard insistant knocking on his door.

"Ugh...what now?" He asked himself, getting out of bed and knocking over a few bottles on liqour. He heard the knocking again and sighed.

"Yeah, yeah...hold on a sec!" He called, opening the door. Miss Texas stood there, her face flushed and out of breath.

"Whoa, you're here early." Frankie remarked. "What's so important that couldn't wait for a few hours?"

Miss Texas held up the Wolf's Bane.

"This..."
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"I can't believe you got this!" Frankie exclaimed as he prepared to make the syrum.

"Yeah, who'd ever thought my mother would actually be useful or something."

Frankie grinned and studied his book in front of him. "You know, this may not work. It's impossible to tell just how much of a dosage you actually need."

Miss Texas just looked at him. "It's better than nothing at all."

"True. Could you hand me the alcohol over there?"

Miss Texas handed him the alcohol and watched as he mixed some of the dried Wolf's bane with it and heated it, stirring it until it became a liquid. He then placed a syringe into the mixture and drew up a dosage.

"Here, you can try this." He said, handing the syringe to Miss Texas. She got to her feet, placing it into her pocket.

"Frankie, thanks so much. Even if this doesn't work I just want you to know that I appreciate everything you have done to help me."

Frankie just smiled. "Yeah, well...it gives me something to do, you know?" He laughed and Miss Texas smiled back. She then turned to leave.

"I really hope this works. I can tell you love your sister very much."

Miss Texas slowly turned around again, amazed. "How did you know?"

Frankie shrugged. "Just call it a hunch. Besides, she isn't acting like her usual self. She actually said hi to me the other day as she walked by when normally she would avoid me like the plague."

Miss Texas smiled again. "Well, she does appreciate what you've been trying to do. Thanks once again."

"Not a problem. Let me know what happens." Frankie said as she walked out of the door.
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Miss Texas quickly strode down the sidewalk, eager to get home to Pamela. Suddenly, she was grabbed from behind and pulled into the bushes.

"Where is your sister?" A male voice asked as she was thrown to the ground. Miss Texas quickly got to her feet and turned to face the voice.

Luke stood in front of her and she gasped at his appearence. Instead of the barely noticable fangs Pamela was growing, Luke's were huge and there was coarse hair all over his face, making him barely recognizable.

"Oh Luke..." Miss Texas whispered.

"Well, where is she?" He asked, grabbing her by the shoulders. "Because I just thought she might be able to clear up some things for me, one being why the hell am I growing a goddamn tail?!!!!"

Miss Texas began to get scared. "Luke, just calm down..."

"Calm down??!! Would you be calm if you looked like this?!" He pulled her closer until their noses almost touched. "Now, I'll just ask you this one more time...where is Pamela?"

"I...I...I don't know." Miss Texas stammered, really beginning to get scared.

"Well, you're obviously not helping." Luke said, looking disgusted. His look of disgust then became an evil smile.

"Well...since she's out, I'll leave her a message." He said, looking at Miss Texas. "A very CLEAR one."

Miss Texas turned to run, knowing what Luke had in mind but he grabbed her and threw her to the ground once again. He quickly climbed on top of her, seeming to enjoy the fact that she was struggling.

"Come now...dying isn't that bad. And just think...it'll do wonders for my relationship with Pamela. Communication is so important in relationships, don't you think?"

Miss Texas quickly reached into her pocket and managed to haul out the syringe. Just when Luke was about to attack, she took the syringe and jabbed it into his neck, injecting the syrum into him.

Luke immediately rolled off Miss Texas and just kinda twitched a little. A few seconds later he seemed to come back to realization and then looked at Miss Texas, a look of confusion on his face. The needle was still sticking out of his neck and he didn't bother to remove it in his confusion.

"I...um...I gotta go." He stammered, running through the bushes and onto the street. Miss Texas just stared after him.

"It works..." She whispered, smiling.
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"Pamela! I'm back!" Miss Texas yelled, slamming the door. She listened for her sister's angry screams but there was total silence.

"Pam?" Miss Texas called, running down the stairs to their room. "Pam, answer me!"

She walked into the room. The bathroom door was off it's hinges and thrown aside. Miss Texas walked closer and looked around.

Pamela was gone.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[Afton]

Karen walked into the house and heard the phone ringing. She had just returned from bringing Jake to the airport and running some errands. She dropped her packages and quickly picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mrs. Fitzgerald? This is Mr. 84. I'm the guidence councillor from the school your daughters attend. I was wondering if you could answer some questions for me."

"Sure." Karen replied, a little confused. "Is something wrong?"

"I'm afraid there is. Earlier this morning I received a phone call from the local authorities. They claim that a classmate of your daughters, Afton Cooper, is missing."

"Oh dear...but what does this have to do with Pamela or Miss Texas?" Karen asked, concern mixing with her confusion.

"Yesterday, Pamela and Afton had quite a violent fight during gym class. Apparently, Afton was in verbal arguement with Miss Texas when Pamela attacked her and was so enraged that it took two boys to get her off of Afton."

"That's horrible!" Karen exclaimed. "I can assure you though Mr. 84 that my daughters were home all evening."

"Yes, well they probably didn't have anything to do with it at all nor am I accusing them. They just might have some answers for me and I would like to question them...with your permission of course."

"Of course. Anything to help."

"Okay, I shall try to find them here. Thank you, Mrs. Fitzgerald."

"You're welcome. Goodbye." Karen said, hanging up the phone. She just sat there for the longest time, praying her daughters weren't involved somehow...
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"Where has Luke been?" AK asked Bobby as pulled his Math book out of his locker.

"I don't know." Bobby replied, slamming his locker shut. "He hasn't even called to see if he was going to Frankie's party tonight."

"That's not like him. Maybe he is sick. Last time I saw him he didn't look too good."

"Maybe, but he'll show. He'd never miss an event like that." Bobby said absently, his attention turned toward something behind AK.

AK turned around and saw Pamela striding up the hallway.

"Man...I swear, everytime I look at her she gets hotter and hotter. Luke's my buddy and all but I want her so bad." Bobby said, closing his locker.

"Hey, maybe she knows what happened to Luke." AK said, motioning to her to join them when she walked past. Pamela joined them, flashing Bobby a dazzling smile.

"Hey guys. What's up?"

"Nothing much." Bobby replied, returning her smile.

"We were wondering if you have heard from Luke. We haven't seen him all week." AK interjected, trying to stop Bobby's obvious attempt to woo Pamela.

Pamela looked confused. "No, not since our date on Wednesday. I just assumed he didn't want to see me anymore."

"So, does that mean you'll still be at Frankie's party tonight?" Bobby asked, moving closer to Pamela.

"Of course. Tonight I'll kinda be..." She paused, looking at Bobby.

"On the prowl." She finished, flashing him a flirtatious smile.

Bobby smiled back. "I guess that makes two of us huh? Maybe we'll get lucky."

Pamela just grinned. She then grabbed her shirt and opened it. Bobby and AK mouths dropped open.

"How about right now?"

"Miss Fitzgerald!" A voice boomed, startling Pamela. She quickly closed her shirt and turned to face an enraged Mr. 84.

"Whoops..."

"To my office now!" Mr. 84 said, folding his arms across his chest. Pamela sighed and grabbed Bobby, kissing him.

"We'll continue this later tonight." She whispered. She then turned and followed Mr. 84.

Bobby just stared after her, amazed. He then turned to AK, who wore the same stunned expression.

"All right!" Bobby yelled, grinning.
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Miss Texas entered the hallway just minutes after Pamela's exit to Mr. 84's office. She had to find her sister and fast.

Suddenly, her arm was grabbed and once again she was thrown against something, hard. She whimpered a little with pain.

"Okay bitch, what did you do?" Daphne asked. She and Ewings stood in front of Miss Texas, looking pretty upset.

"Do? I didn't do anything. You guys sneak into Frankie's van again?"

Ewings slapped Miss Texas' head. "Nope, wrong answer."

"We're talking about Afton." Daphne said. "Don't play dumb. You must have heard she's missing by now."

"Pardon the interruption but would Miss Texas Fitzgerald please report to Guidence immediately." A voice droned over the intercom. Miss Texas sighed with relief.

"You're lucky this time." Ewings said, shoving Miss Texas against the lockers once more and stalking off followed by Daphne.
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Five minutes later, Miss Texas stood outside the Guidence office. She knocked at the door softly.

The door was thrown open and a blood-stained hand reached out and grabbed her, pulling her inside.

Miss Texas just stared at the office and at the body of her guidence councillor draped across the desk.

"Oh my God..." She whispered.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[Bobby_Ewing]

Way to go Bobby the stud....

Get in there my son :P



"Five years from now, Gary Ewing's going to make J.R. seem middle-class." - Paul Galveston

[Afton]

LOL! Stud...

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)

[Afton]

"I had to do it, Miss." Pamela said as her sister stared at the body of Mr. 84. "He was going to call Karen."

"No Pam, you did not have to do that!" Miss Texas screamed, glaring at her sister. "Can't you control yourself?"

Pamela threw her bloody hands in the air in frustation and began to sob.

"No Miss, don't you see? I can't control it!" She wailed, her eyes meeting Miss Texas', pleading for understanding. "It's like any little bit of conflict whatsoever and I'm over the edge."

Miss Texas went to her sister and hugged her tight. Pamela buried her face in her shoulder and sobbed harder.

"I can help you, Pam. Frankie and I have found the cure. I just need to prepare some more."

Pamela raised her head from her sister's shoulder and wiped her face, leaving red smears. She sniffed and then sighed.

"Okay. So what do we do until then?"

"We wait here until school is over and cleared out. Then I'll go to Frankie's and make some more syrum."

Miss Texas paused, surveying the office and the dead councillor. She turned her gaze back to Pamela.

"Then we get the hell out of Dodge."
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Hours later, Miss Texas peeked out of the Guidence office, checking the hallways for signs of life.

"Looks clear to me. Let's get out of here."

Pamela and Miss Texas walked out of the office, locking the door behind them. They then rabn down the hallway toward the nearest exit.

"Well, well. It's about time." A voice called out behind them. They halted in their tracks, turning around to face Ewings and Daphne. They stood in the hallway, their arms crossed in front of them and evil smirks on their faces.

"What's your hurry, girls?" Ewings asked, walking up to the sisters. "Don't tell me you guys actually have dates tonight?" She laughed loudly, her voice echoing down the deathly silent hallway.

"Okay, enough polite chit-chat. What did you do to Afton?" Daphne asked, looking at Pamela. Miss Texas pulled on her sister's arm desperately, trying to get Pamela out of there before she lost it.

Pamela smiled at Daphne. "The same thing I'm going to do to you if you don't leave us alone." Her smile melted away, replaced by a look of pure evil.

Daphne's eyes widened and she looked at Ewings nervously.

"You know? I thought when I offed Afton that it would be the end of our problems." Pamela said, walking closer to the girls. "But I should have known that you bitches would be right there to carry on the legacy."

"Come on Daph, let's get out of here." Ewings pleaded, terrified.

"What's wrong, Ewings? Getting scared?" Pamela asked, smiling a little.

"You're fucking nuts!" She screamed, tears running down her face. Pamela grabbed her and pulled her toward her until their noses almost touched.

"That's right. I am." She replied, throwing Ewings against the wall. She hit the fire hose case hard, the glass shattering and falling to the floor along with her.

"Pamela! NO!" Miss Texas screamed, running toward Daphne and stepping in front of her to protect her. Pamela just grabbed her and threw her aside. She grabbed Daphne and threw her against the lockers, her head hitting hard and knocking her out.

Miss Texas quickly got to her feet and tried to get to Ewings, who was lying facedown in a pool of blood and not moving. The glass had cut her in several places and she was bleeding heavily.

"What the hell was that?" Pamela screamed, throwing her sister to the floor and holding her down. "I thought we were in this together!"

"Not if you continue to do this! Pamela, these girls could die!"

"So? I don't care! Did they care when they said those horrible things to us for all those years? NO!" Pamela yelled, grabbing her sister by the collar and pulling her toward her.

"Look at me! I scared them, Miss. I'm invincible! You could be like this too. Then we could rule and no one would **** with us ever again!"

"Pamela, you're not talking sense. Let me take you home. I can cure you..."

"Cure? I don't want to be cured!" She screamed, pinning her sister to the floor. "Do you think I want to go back to being a NOBODY?!"

"Pam, just listen to me..."

"No! You're either with me or against me, Miss."

Miss Texas met her sister's eyes.

"I'll never be what you are!" She screamed. "You're sick and you need help, Pam."

"Your choice..." Pamela said, kicking her sister in the stomach.

Miss Texas gasped and curled into a fetal position on the floor, tears running down her cheeks. Pamela just stood above her and looked at her sobbing sister.

"You know something? It's like we're not even related anymore." She whispered, turning to walk away. She paused and then turned around once more.

"I'm warning you. Stay out of my way, Miss. I don't want to have to hurt you." She said, kicking her sister once more and running down the hall.

Miss Texas held her stomach and groaned, watching Pamela exit the building. When she caught her breath she slowly got to her feet and walked toward the door.

She knew where Pamela was headed and wanted to get there as soon as she could...
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Karen walked into her gardening shed, turning on the light. She decided to rake some leaves while she waited for her daughters to arrive home from school. She grabbed the rake but paused, noticing that the ground she stood on was a little loose.

"That's odd..." She commented to herself, taking the shovel and scraping away some of the dirt. She scraped away some more then gasped at what she saw.

There was a human finger sticking out of the ground...

TO BE CONTINUED...

Afton to Cliff: "Sweetheart, take a minute and look outside yourself. You'll see an awful lot of things." (1983)