The Closet- Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Now you’re probably wondering what the heck I’m doing in the White House. Your probably also wondering who the boy in the closet was. I’ll answer the first question first. You see, my parents are working on a secret mission for the president. It’s very secret, so don’t tell anyone that I told you. I think that it’s some sort of undetectable nuclear weapon, or something. Whatever it is, it’s very deadly. So naturally, we get invited to the president’s holiday party.

I was at the party with my parents, but then I had gotten bored and wandered off to find some closets to look in. So, naturally, I had found the president’s son lying on the floor of a closet! Now he was staring at me. “Like I said, what are you doing in here?” he asked me again.

I blushed. “I just, well, um, I kind of just like looking in closets.” I said, my face turning redder with every word. He stared at me like I was crazy.

“So your kind of like a stalker?” he asked me, puzzled.

“NOOOOO!!!” I exclaimed. I just like looking in closets. “It’s just a hobby of mine.”

Now he started to smile. It was a nice smile, not menacing at all. Maybe he was just a nice kid. “Tell me about it” he asked. So I told him. I told about the dead fish in the blue sparkly high heels, and about the big red lobster that fell on my head when I opened that fateful door. The door had been painted with pink and orange stripes, so that should have been a warning sign to me. But no, I just had to open that stupid door! The big lobster had fallen on my head, and I had gotten a concussion! Like I said, looking in closets can sometimes be dangerous, but it’s really fun for me.

He seemed satisfied with my answer, and stood up to go. “Where are you going?” I asked him.

“Well, you see, I’m actually about to leave for France on a top-secret mission for my father. Want to come?”

Why not? “Sure,” I said shrugging. What could go wrong?