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Michelle

There were days when Tara was the best little-sister in the world, and then there were days in which Michelle wished with all of her might that she had been an only child. From the moment, she had heard of this haunted house version of Rush Week - Part 2, Tara had wanted in. Michelle had no interest in haunted houses or Halloween, she did not even like scary movies. But once Tara set her mind to something, there was no talking her out of it.

Like many other bad ideas, this one began with a girly squeal and a whole lot of crazy ideas on what might be found in this place. Naturally, Tara went on-line and purchased the girl version of an Indiana Jones outfit. Michelle had to admire Tara's dedication. Her brown cargo pants, tanned cotton collared shirt, dusty leather jacket all looked the part and were functional. While cowboy boots were also not entirely accurate, she thought they were more her style. Indy's signature satchel hung from her side with the holy water the had stolen from a church and the worker gloves she claimed might be useful. Though she decided the whip was too much work to learn how to use, when Tara slipped into her outfit and placed that brown fedora on her head, it was obvious that there was no turning back.

Naturally, Michelle needed to go with. Past experience showed that if Tara went without her sister, she would find a way to break a limb or catch something. Whether it was a cold, the flu, or a load of semen, Tara was always catching something when adventuring on her own. Their mother always ordered Michelle to "watch her little sister" and they had both gotten very used to this idea. But it did not make it easy. Even here, as they walked through the halls of the creepy manor, there was this terrible feeling in the pit of Michelle's stomach that something would go horribly wrong before the night was through.

"This is nuts," said Amber, the Sorority's token black member, as she looked around nervously. "A bunch of girls in a haunted house on Devil's Night. You know we ain't all makin' it back in one piece."

"I know," Tara said excitedly. "Ain't it cool?"

"Cool, nothin'," Amber growled with annoyance in her voice. "You jus' wait an' see. Some girl's gonna bust-her-ass out here then we're all gonna get in the paper for it. I know Haley jus' wants to do somthin' excitin', but gettin' Delta Omega all prettied up an' out here's gonna end in an ambulance ride for someone."

"You know," Tara said with a scowl, "when they told us to get into three girl teams, I was excited to have someone else with me who actually wanted to be here. Instead I got a pair of moms who just want to go home."

"What? Her?" Amber looked back to Michelle who gave a shy-girl smile. "You gotta talk if you want to go home."

"I do," Michelle said with a sigh, "but if I go home-"

"Something terrible will happen to me," Tara finished, "I know. I swear, some day I'm going to be in the middle of doing it with my guy, and Michelle's going to come bursting into the room with a box of condoms then stand outside of the door reading the directions!"

"I can't help it if you're cursed," Michelle said defensively.

"Girls!" Amber shouted and stared hard at the both of them for a moment. "Shhh!" Michelle covered her mouth to hide her amused expression. She knew Amber was on sorority probation for swearing and was trying to cut back. But sometimes the only way she knew how was to use grunts or sound affects which gave her the feeling of swearing without the actual words.

The message was heard, though, and the three of them traveled in silence for a time as they glanced at a ball room, two studies, multiple sitting rooms, and a small chapel.

"Dang," Amber said as they stared out at the back garden, "it must be nice to be a billionaire."

"I don't know if they are anymore," Michelle said as she stared out the window. "I think Mr. Fredrickson is allowing us here because he needs the money to keep the property. Otherwise, I doubt he would let us stay here."

"Maybe he's just a perv and has hidden cameras all over the place," Tara mentioned with a chuckle.

"Of great," Amber muttered. "Now I'm gonna have to check the toilets before I shhhh..."

"Use it," Michelle finished for her.

"Yeah," Amber nodded, "use it."