One night our mom and dad were at work and Ruby and I were just watching T.V when Ruby said she was bored and asked if I wanted to go over to Sarah's ...nd Amanda's to hang out with them for a while. I agreed and we slipped on our shoes and headed next door. We walked up the stairs to the front door when Ruby walked to the large window next to the door that looked into the house."Lily come here," she said as I walked over to the door asking her what was up as I looked into the house between a gap. This is a work of fiction. If you recognize someone, please don't tell them. Any resemblance is strictly coincidental and probably highly insulting!Place: Northern Indiana or a reasonable facsimile thereof. The places here are what I needed to make the story work and the distances do not pretend to be accurate, so draw a new map.Action: Hormonally charged fourteen and fifteen-year-old high school freshmen. Peer pressure abounds. Everything is new and exciting and scary. Who will still be a. Smart Arse!" "Yes, Smarty Knickers, of course it is, it's a fucking grave yard," Andy reminded her. "It's spooky," she insisted. "No it's not," he argued. "Well I think it is," she said petulantly. "What," Andy replied, allowing his exasperation to rise, "Do you think they are going to do Gem, get up and dance a ring of roses around the fucking headstones." "They might," she insisted, "It is Halloween you know." "Bollocks," Andy retorted, "You don't believe in all that stuff, do you Gemma.". The coach came to a halt and a old man, gray of beard, peered around the edge looking at her. "How can I help you miss" I saw your sign" as Dorothy breathed hard catching her breath,"Have you been to OZ".The old man smile,"Yes I have, wonderful place full of amazing colors and people. But it seems to me you already know of the place i speak".She smiled," I have. Do you know of a way to get back there".He pulled the brake to the wheels and slowly got down on off the coach. Dorthy saw that the.