Bulls**t

Chapter 7

“Mandy, honey get the phone.” Her mother yelled from downstairs. 

“Alright.” She ran to the phone in her mom’s room and picked it up. “Moore’s residence.”

“Moore’s residence.” The other voice mocked.

“Huh?”

“Huh?” the voice mocked her again.

“Who is this?”

“Who is this?” it once again mocked.

“Stop playing.” She began to get scared.

“Stop playing, you fucking bitch.” Just then the person hung up. She hung up the phone and sighed. He rmotehr walked in the room.

“Who was it?”

“Um…nobody, mom. Just a crazy friend trying to play jokes.” She stood up and helped her mother put her jewelry on.

“Well I’m gone. I’ll see you later.” She grabbed her purse.

“Have fun.”

“I will.” She kissed her on the cheek, and left the house. Just then, the phone rung again. Mandy slowly picked it up, and held it to her ear.

“Hello?”

“Hello, Mandy.”

“Who is this?” the voice sounded creepy.

“Mandy.”

“Mandy? But I’m Mandy.”

“Yeah. I know. And I’m Mandy too.”

“You gotta be kidding me.” Mandy stood up, looking around her room.

“I’m not. Why don’t you see for yourself. Look out the window.” She crept up to the window and peered out. She gasped as she covered her mouth in shock. There stood a duplicate of her, standing outside holding a cell phone in her hand.

Britney was laying on the bed when somebody knocked on her door. She stood up, and approached it, slowly unlocking it, and pulling it open. To her surprise, there stood an upset Justin. “Who the hell do you think you are coming to my house pulling some shit…”

“What are you talking about.” She asked holding her breast. It was still sore.

“You know damn right what I’m talking about.” He walked in. “Coming to MY HOUSE…TELLING ALL THESE LIES! And how did you do the video thing? I know it took a long time to find somebody who looked just like me.” She held a baffled look.

“I…”

“Ah ah. Just shut up. Be quiet.” He gazed at her chest. Just then, Britney kneeled down. He held a peculiar look.

“Are…you okay?” he kneeled down to gaze at her.

“A little. I just felt an after affect where Christina kicked me at.” She stood up and sat on a bar chair in the kitchen. “You know I wasn’t at your house today. I was in the hospital. I just got out about an half hour ago.”

“What?”

“I don’t even know where you stay.” She coughed.

“But…”

“If you don’t believe me…why don’t you call Orlando Medical Center and ask them did a Britney Jean Spears check out today. Go ahead.” She waited for him to pick up the phone, but he didn’t. “Alright I’ll do it. You ask the question.” She dialed up the hospital and handed him the phone. He accepted it and as soon as he did, a representative picked up.

“Hello. Um…I was calling to ask if a Britney Jean Spears checked out of your hospital today?”

“Hold on. Let me put you with our assistant.” The lady clicked over. Britney gave him a questionable look.  

“Oh they got me on hold.” She shook her head. Another lady came on.

“Hello?”

“Hello. My name is Justin. I wanted to know if a Britney Jean Spears checked out of your hospital today?”

“Hold on a minute.” The lady checked through the computer and round Britney Spears name.

“Yes she did…around seven-thirty.” He froze.

“Thank…thank you.” He slowly hung up.

“So what did she say?”

“She said you checked out about an half hour ago.”

“See what did I tell you.”

“But I don’t get it.” He stood up. “You were at my house an half hour ago."

“You still don’t believe me?” she rolled her eyes.

“Yes. I believe you, but you were at my house. Not you, yourself, but a duplicate of you. Britney you may think this sounds crazy and all but I think there’s a clone of one of us.” She held a confused look.

Chapter 8

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