Creative Writing : A Short Story

“Alright, go ahead, but make sure to take your sister and don’t be late” she sighed as if I had worn her down but I could sense she was relieved.

I took one glance at her, a glare that I did not know I had the proficiency to reward her with, “Have fun.” I said with a blank face, no emotion in my words. “I hope that you two are happy

“Maybe we should just head back,” Lorena suggested to the others as they began walking once more, “It’s not too late to, you know, go around the forest.”

"Yeah..." I sighing, taking my hands off of my ears. "That was just rather... um... it was... um..."

“All right, sounds good,” I said, a smile crossing my face. After closing the drawer, I faced him. “Can I ask you something?”

I looked at my friend. She looked back at me. “Just playing around,” I said with a

“I know,” I stepped into our rocky campsite. “I’m just curious. It’ll give me something to think about.”

“And maybe this is a good thing.” She went on. “Maybe we can get to know each other a bit more until we’re comfortable.”

“I don’t know. I’ve never thought about it. I didn’t think it was that bad,”

“ Did I tell you it was a bad idea? Yes. Did you listen? No,” she ticked off the things on her fingers.

“Whatever.” I hurried and caught up with Ariana before she was swallowed in by the crowd of people. “Where you going?” I asked, tapping her on the

“Well,” I said, trying not to focus on the hopeless scenarios flickering through my head, “once the fire dies out, providing that at least most of the Hunters are dead, we could figure out a way to get out of here. If I boosted you up, you might be able to reach the top of the hole and pull yourself out. Then you'd have to get me, which….might prove difficult. But I'm sure we could think of something.”

No one told me where I was going or why I needed to go there, it all happened very fast. A woman came into the classroom and called for me and two others to follow her. The three of us looked at each other, puzzled expressions splattered across our faces as we slowly rose from our seats to follow the lady out the door. At first I thought I was in trouble, but I had always been a good kid and I did not know what I would have done wrong.

“WOW! This van is really something else.” Crystal said as she looked at all the surveillance equipment in the CIA RV. There were city grid maps flashing across one of many computer screens and telephones were ringing. “Are we going to really need all this power doctor?”

The girls sat seperated in two stark, cold rooms. Each of the girls was sat at a table with a clear plastic cup of water sitting at arm’s length from them, both cups untouched. How could they drink when their best friend was no where to be seen? They had been having an innocent night of fun at Mercedes’ house three weeks ago, the first of many planned for the spring break, watching movies on Netflix and eating a pizza they ordered. The night was full of rambling about how classes were, drama floating around the college, and the boys they were talking to. A typical night for three college sophomores.