Chapter 10: Abbey Bominable
Abbey was rubbing her arms to stop herself from melting. Heath had left the heater on in his room and Abbey couldn't stand it.
"Heath!" Abbey yelled in despair.
"Yea baby?" Heath said, poking his head around the doorway.
"Can bạn turn heater off? Making me melt. Literally."
And with those words he switched the heater off. Abbey thanked him and sat down. She was thinking of the other ngày in the catacombs.
Operetta promised to keep their secret as long as Abbey did stuff for Operetta. Sure, it wasn't fair but it was the only way to stop the secret getting out.
"Heath, I was thinking..."
"Yea?"
"Maybe we tell someone. Cause I'm sick of moving Operetta's đàn ghi ta, guitar everywhere. Her con nhện, nhện always in it!"
"But you're the one who đã đưa ý kiến not to tell anyone!"
"I need some time to think." Abbey said, walking out.
"See bạn tomorrow Heath."
She walked out on the cold pavement, her tim, trái tim thudding. Her iCoffin then rang. It was Operetta. She couldn't ignore her, then she would spill the secret! She hesitated then answered.
"Hello."
"Hey Honeycomb," Operetta đã đưa ý kiến in her sweet southern accent.
"What bạn want now Operetta."
"Well, I was wonderin' if bạn could help me di chuyển some of my band stuff to the studio. I gotta big hợp đồng biểu diễn, gig, biểu diễn coming up in the coffin bean."
"I thought bạn couldn't sing in front of monsters?"
"Oh I'm not singing, they'll be listening to one of my recordings.."
"Well," Abbey started, "What if I đã đưa ý kiến no?"
"If bạn want your little secret to stay a secret, bạn don't have a choice." Operetta đã đưa ý kiến in a raspy voice.
Abbey instantly hung up and ran to Operetta's house.
Abbey was rubbing her arms to stop herself from melting. Heath had left the heater on in his room and Abbey couldn't stand it.
"Heath!" Abbey yelled in despair.
"Yea baby?" Heath said, poking his head around the doorway.
"Can bạn turn heater off? Making me melt. Literally."
And with those words he switched the heater off. Abbey thanked him and sat down. She was thinking of the other ngày in the catacombs.
Operetta promised to keep their secret as long as Abbey did stuff for Operetta. Sure, it wasn't fair but it was the only way to stop the secret getting out.
"Heath, I was thinking..."
"Yea?"
"Maybe we tell someone. Cause I'm sick of moving Operetta's đàn ghi ta, guitar everywhere. Her con nhện, nhện always in it!"
"But you're the one who đã đưa ý kiến not to tell anyone!"
"I need some time to think." Abbey said, walking out.
"See bạn tomorrow Heath."
She walked out on the cold pavement, her tim, trái tim thudding. Her iCoffin then rang. It was Operetta. She couldn't ignore her, then she would spill the secret! She hesitated then answered.
"Hello."
"Hey Honeycomb," Operetta đã đưa ý kiến in her sweet southern accent.
"What bạn want now Operetta."
"Well, I was wonderin' if bạn could help me di chuyển some of my band stuff to the studio. I gotta big hợp đồng biểu diễn, gig, biểu diễn coming up in the coffin bean."
"I thought bạn couldn't sing in front of monsters?"
"Oh I'm not singing, they'll be listening to one of my recordings.."
"Well," Abbey started, "What if I đã đưa ý kiến no?"
"If bạn want your little secret to stay a secret, bạn don't have a choice." Operetta đã đưa ý kiến in a raspy voice.
Abbey instantly hung up and ran to Operetta's house.