Hardy Detective Agency featuring Hardy Boys Fan Fiction

Two days had passed, and everything in Callie's life seemed to have come apart. It was Thursday, and she knew that tomorrow, she would have to leave on her nightmarish ordeal. Everything that had happened lately seemed, all at once, to be a blur to her. Since Tuesday night, she had actually felt the coldness from all of her friends. God knows what Frank had told Joe. She had only seen Frank twice in those two days, and both times were in class. Frank had managed to avoid any contact with her. It seemed in those times that the entire class could feel the split of Bayport High's most popular couple, and suddenly all of Shakespeare's sonnets which the English teacher was droning on about took on more meaning than ever to her. She somehow knew that everyone was accusing her of terrible things, and she heard quite a few references to her character from some catty girls in the hallway. Despite all of it, Callie sincerely doubted that these rumors were coming from Frank. It simply wasn't his style.

She had seen Joe in the halls, and if looks could kill, Callie thought she would probably be dead now. She shuddered at the thought. Better not think THAT so soon, she told herself silently. Of course, with Joe's animosity, Vanessa had refused to talk to her, although of anyone, she did think she saw some hint of pity in her friend's eyes. If only she knew. Tony, Biff, and even Liz were, if not exactly mean to Callie, certainly giving her the cold shoulder. The worst of all was Chet. In the years she had known him, they had become pretty close, especially since Frank and Joe were always going away on their detective exploits. Chet had been her date by default on more occasions than she cared to remember when Frank had to run off and get the bad guys. She had always enjoyed Chet's good humor and easy going spirit, and they had become especially close after Iola... again, Callie couldn't think of that now. Chet had become like a brother to her, and he seemed especially vicious to her now.

Blinking back tears, she overheard some Juniors talking about how Frank was now the school's top bachelor, along maybe with that Jeff guy and his cousin Graig. She heard all sorts of rumors about herself, including how she was "sleeping around" with Jeff and a multitude of many others, apparently. She also heard people talk about how the only reason she got such good grades was because Frank had helped her, and that she was really a dumb blonde underneath. The most hurtful of the rumors and the one that seemed the most prevalent was the one where people said that she played off the death of her friend Iola and told people that she was so glad Iola died instead of herself that fateful day. Some even suggested that she was behind the bombing to bring sympathy towards herself. Callie found herself dying inside from the lack of humanity people showed her, and how fickle all of her friends were turning out to be.

Driving home from school that day, Callie struggled to keep her composure. Jeff was really scaring her now, producing old clothes of Iola's and reminding her of their "trip" the next day. Callie had no one to turn to. Her folks were away on vacation. She had no friends. And even if she did try to talk to someone, no doubt she was being watched. The thought of driving her little Nova as fast as she could straight into a guardrail was beginning to look more and more appealing to her. As she approached the turnoff to her street, Callie suddenly made a decision. She HAD to tell someone. If she didn't return, somehow, to Bayport in two weeks time, she knew that she was as good as dead. She needed someone to know what was going on, just in case. But who?!!!!

Callie thought as hard as she could, and fought to let her logic take control of her very scattered emotions. Any one of the Hardys. No. That was out. Joe hated her, and Frank, she was trying to protect. Chet obviously had some major issue with her. Liz would freak out and would probably go running immediately to Frank. She wasn't close enough with Tony. She desperately wanted to tell Vanessa, but that would go right to Joe. And, even if Vanessa COULD keep the secret, she knew her friend would be horrified at the thought of Callie risking her life to save Joe's ex-girlfriend. Then, it hit her. With shaking hands, Callie dialed her cell phone and prayed that Biff would give her a chance.

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The Hardy Boys belong to Simon and Schuster and the Stratemeyer Foundation. The Hardy Boys Fan Fiction authors of the Hardy Detective Agency have just borrowed them for an adventure or two. The authors promise to put the boys back when they are done with them. The authors do claim copyright to the original characters in this story. Please do not borrow original characters without express permission of the authors.

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