The Red Carpet, Part 2

The Red Carpet, Part 2, by Kathryn

"Just think! We might actually be in a movie!" Dot shrieked.

"Just as extras, dear, extras... That means the people that walk down the street, you know? I don't want to get your hopes up," Herbert mumbled, not bothering to open his eyes.

"Are you kidding? As soon as they see Dot, they'll beg her to star in 3 movies in a row and ask her to sign a contract at MGM." Tip teased, flipping the page of his magazine.

"Oh, you'll both see..." Dot sighed and walked over to the window, gazing down at the busy street below. "Say, what time do we fly tomorrow?"

"10am. Tip can meet us down at the airport." Herbert said.

Just as Dot was about to speak, the telephone rang loudly on the small table next to the couch.

"Hello?" Tip asked. "Yeah, sure." He covered the mouthpiece. "It's for you, Dottie dear." She made a face and grabbed the reciever.

"Yes? Oh, Aunt Sharon! How are you? Fine, fine. What's that? Oh, we'll be boarding tomorrow morning. Yes. Okay, love you, too! Bye." She gave Tip the reciever back, who had been holding the bottom of the phone the entire conversation.

"That was your aunt, darling. She says to meet us at the Beverly Palms Hotel when we arrive. Oh, I can't wait! It'll be nice to see Aunt Sharon again... maybe we can do a little shopping while we're staying in Los Angeles."

"Yeah, if she's not our surfing or mountain climbing or something..." mumbled Herbert. Dot laughed.

Sharon Clermond was an adventurous person who traveled frequently. She was spirited and very good looking, although she had never married. When she wasn't tanning in the Caribbean sun or exploring African jungles, she spent her days in her home city of Chicago, where the excitement never ended.

"Maybe she'll teach us how to hang glide," Tip jokingly suggested.

To be continued!

The Red Carpet

part 1

Dot and Tip were looking at magazines as Herbert was half asleep napping in the easy chair in their apartment, a soft lull of jazz music was on the jukebox radio, a glass of untouched lemonade with melting ice from the hot day sat on the coffee table as the two siblings sat on the sofa.

Dot was delirous looking over flashy ads for hollywood red carpet, her eyes nearly bugging out.
" That resort looks so gorgeous!" She said.
" Oh Herb! looky!" She said.
He opened his eyes sleepily and yawned, seeing the ad for the resort they were to stay at shortly near hollywood. It had started a week ago, Herbert's Aunt was an attractive actor, blond hair and blue dreamy eyes almost like Marilyn Monroe. She said she was on a vacation and asked them to come up for a week, and maybe act in a part for a movie that needed extra's. Dot was totally estatic about it and his Aunt Eloise said that Tip could come too.
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part 14

She saw Tip unconscious and kneeling down beside him; she felt for a pulse. good! he's alive!  He stirred and she supported him as he sat up. She tried to calm herself down and starred down the road when in her joy; she saw two police men striding down fast.

" You don't look so well; whats your name? what happened?" The questions barraged her.

She couldn't think at that moment. she answered best she could.

" Anyway; we just happened by; and we saw a commotion; and a bread truck speeding by; stopped it and they confessed everything- we better get you to the hospital," He said.

He strode off into the store to use the phone while Tip and Dot looked at each other in sheer joy. They did it!


Later Vicky came over to Dot and Herbert's apartment and explained everything.

Vanished Part 13

I must apologize for not posting my part sooner!! I kept forgetting... :)

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Dot screamed and started kicking the clerk with her bright red heels. The man pinned her arms back and tried to push her into a room behind the counter.
"Don't give me any trouble!" Jenson exclaimed. The door was opened and Dot was forced into a dark room with only a small window. He shut the door and locked it behind him.
Dot's thick black hair was hanging in her face and her eyes were on fire. So the clerk was in on this little game.
She hurried over to the window, dodging dusty crates and boxes. She peered out the smudged glass and gasped. The bread truck was gone. Dot's heart skipped a beat. And so was Tip!
She looked around in panic. She grabbed a small wooden crate and threw it at the window. Crash! Dot ducked as sharp pieces of glass flew everywhere.
She hurried through the now open window, despite the bad cut on her hand. 
"Tip!" She half whispered. "Tip!" Cautiously she headed down the smelly alley, her heart pounding so fast it was hard to breathe.
That's when she saw it.
From behind an old metal garbage can, she saw a pale hand with red blood dripping from its motionless fingers.
She hurried over and let out a sob. Tip!  

To Be Continued!

Vanished part 12

By Rachel S

Tip motioned for Dot to stay and emerged out slowly from behind the trash cans, with the hand gun in his hand.

" Hold it!" He said.

Pointing the gun at them. Turning around, the two men saw a lanky teenager, or what looked like one. Vicky's lightened up as she saw him.

problem was; what to do next?

" Slowly now, let go of the lady, and face the wall," He said.

The two obeyed, as Dot ran into the bakery, by the back. The clerk looked up.

" You again?" He asked.
She swallowed hard, breathing hard.
" Can I use your phone? something-" She stopped.

He looked shifty eyed at her, like a sly snake.
" Whats going on here? it seems like soemthings going on," He said.

Dot eyed a telaphone by the front and she hurried to it without saying anything further, picking it up she dialed emergancy.

" Theirs kidnappers outside Jensen's bakery-" She was cut short by a hand that went over her mouth, she bit it, and pushed the man away, it was the clerk! Her heart raced. what was she going to do know?

Vanished, Part 11

Vanished Part 11, By Kathryn 

Dot's voice faded as the man came nearer. He looked around, his dark beady eyes darting back and forth.
Suddenly, Tip and Dot heard a piercing scream.
"You let go of me!" Someone yelled. Around the corner of an old brick building came two big men. Their arms were marked with bright tattoos and they wore red caps on their heads. In between them, fighting desperately, was none other than Victoria Appleton.
"Stop squirmin', lady!" One of the men said. The beady-eyed man in the tweed suit hurried over.
"Put her in the back of the truck. Tie her hands and gag her so she won't make any noise," he ordered.
Dot winced as they threw Vicky roughly into the old bread truck. They had to get her out of there! But how could they?
Suddenly Dot remembered her gun. She quietly opened the flap of her small handbag, and pulled out the shiny, black pistol. She nudged Tip and showed him the gun. His big brown eyes lighted up. Maybe they could do this.

vanished part 10

by Rachel S

As Dot peered down the alley looking for suspicious people, the words of Herbert rang in her ears about not going down by Jensen's bakery.

And suddenly she knew why, someones hand went over her mouth and a strong grip took her hands, fear paralyzed her. She was sunk, she was caught now what?

She thought her life was over, what was going to happen next? her hand gun was in her purse that she was holding.

She feared the person could hear her heart beating wildly.

With a strong hand, the person turned her around to face him. She gasped. It was Tip.

What was he doing here?

" What are you doing here? you nearly gave me a heart attack," She hissed.

Tip's ears perked up and he placed a hand over her mouth.

" Shh," All he said.
Her eyes bulged trying to look around to see why Tip had said that so sudden.

He hurried her by some trash cans and ducked down, slowly peering out. Dot saw why, a bread truck was backing up slowly to the back entrance, with the engine still running, the driver got out and Dot stifled a gasp.
It was a tall man in a tweed suit walking slowly to the bakery.

" Tip- do you suppose?.." She said in a wisper.