Everyone's scared of something, right? Some people are scared of things that don't even exist. But when you're nightmares come alive, you have to control your fears.

"Danny!" I hissed.

"What?" He asked, through fits of laughter.

"It's not funny."
"It's totally funny!" Tucker added.

Danny, Tucker and I were at the cafeteria, eating our lunch. Dash just spilled some of his orange juice on the ground, and, being the inconciderate jerk he is, he didn't bother to clean it up. That resulted in Paulina slipping over it and having a fit on how her 'hair is totally ruined' or something shallow of that matter.

Even though I absolutely hated – uhm, sorry… strongly and passionately disliked – Paulina, I thought it was quite cruel to laugh at her. "You guys are so unbelievely mean!"

Tucker shrugged, grinning. "I'm immune to sympathy."

"What?" I asked, my eyebrows knotting in confusion.

"Hey guys…" Danny said quietly. We both turned to look at him. He was staring at the note that the teachers handed out in third period. "Did you read this?"

I took the note off him. The title said 'Annual Amity Park Camping Trip.'

Tucker, who was reading over my shoulder, asked, "There's an annual camping trip?" His nose scrunched up at the thought. "Why wasn't I aware of this?"

"Because you live under a rock, that's why." I teased, my eyes not lifting off the sheet of paper. I could see, through the corner of my eye, him glaring at me. I just laughed it off. "It says it's tomorrow… What?"

I squinted at the note, not sure if I was reading correctly. "What about the people who aren't here today?"

"It said that the cost is included in your school fees and we leave 10:30 tomorrow." Danny said, ignoring my question.

"Cool!" Tucker fist-pumped.

"Why are you so excited?" Danny asked, grinning. I was pretty sure he already knew the answer.

"I get to share a cabin with the ladies…" He wiggled his eyebrows.

I hit him on the arm with the note. "You're a freak!" I laughed.

"Where are we're going, anyway?" Tucker asked me.

I looked back down at the crumpled note. "It says something about 'The de Winter Cabins'."

Danny sat back on his seat at stared at the table, thinking. He looked up at us. "Isn't that the place that had the rumours about the hauntings and stuff?"

I looked at him weird. "What?"

"You know, that story… about the de Winters estate. The rich family that moved to Amity Park from Romania or something… and they went missing for months. The cops finally decided to check their house, and they found the bodies. It was like those bodies were dead for centuries, all unpreserved and stuff… and they had no marks at all. None, except for two bite marks on their necks. Some say it was spiders, others say it was from vampires. And they escaped Romania to get away from the vampires. It was like they followed them here! No one has entered the house since…"

"I thought they knocked that place down?" Tucker told him.

"Nope." Danny shook his head. "It's like, thirty miles from Amity Park. Only a mile from the cabins."

"That's crazy!" I snorted. "The whole story is crazy. Why would someone move to Amity Park, where there are ghosts, to get away from the paranormal anyway?"

Danny shrugged, staring at me mysteriously. "That's a mystery… Some even say they turned into zombies, because the decayed bodies strangely disappeared." He kept his gaze on me.

I glared at him. "Okay, are you trying to scare me? Because it's not working."

His serious face turned into a grin as he laughed. "Alright, you got me."

Tucker, however, was biting his nails and rocking back and forth on his seat. I smirked. "You scared, Tuck?"

"N-no! Pfft, of course not!" He laughed slightly, then his smile turned into a frown. I could see the fear in his eyes. "I'm totally not afraid of zombies!"

Danny and I looked at each other and smirked. "You're not so tough, are you?" I grinned.

Tucker glared at me. "It's not like you guys are invincible! What are you afraid of?"

I smirked at Danny. "Well?"

"Uhm," He scratched the back of his neck and looked down, mumbling something inaudible.

"What was that?"

"Clowns scare me, okay!"

Tucker and I looked at each other, then burst out laughing.

"You-you're… afraid of… CLOWNS!" I had to wipe the tears out of my eyes, because I was laughing so much.

"What are you, six years old?" Tucker asked.

"Hey!" Danny pouted. "You said it yourself; everyone has a fear!"

"Yeah! But…" His lip quivered as he entered another laughing fit. "Clowns!"

Danny just sighed, moving his food around with his fork. He looked up at me. "What about you, Sam? What's your biggest fear?"

I had to think about that one. "I've never really had a fear, besides shallow witches like Paulina!" I smirked.

Danny and Tucker shared a glance. Tucker shook his head. "Not convincing."

"Yeah." Danny agreed. "You have to be afraid of something."

I stared at Paulina, who was laughing happily as she walked out of the cafeteria with her 'satelite'. "Well, I guess we'll find out what I'm afraid of when we go to that haunted camp." I scoffed.

"Come on, move it, move it!" An old, angry teacher pushed all of us toward the bus.

I grabbed the railing to try not to fall back down. I followed Tucker and Danny as they walked further up the bus. Obviously, the back of the bus was filled with football players and cheerleaders, and the front was cluttered with nerds. Danny and I sat on a seat in the middle of the bus, and Tucker sat alone on the seat in front of us. "I'll let you lovebirds sit together." He smirked.

"WE'RE NOT LOVEBIRDS!" We both argued.

"Sure, sure." Tucker laughed. "You keep telling yourselves that."

It was a horribly long bus trip. We were just driving down a long, dark road on top of a mountain when I started to have enough of everyone talking. I put my earphones in and drew little pictures in my notepad to pass the time.

The bus smelled like a wet dog, the popular people up the back were loud, and those creepy trees we were passing gave me shivers. They had no branches, but they still manages to block the canopy somehow. I guess Danny was right about the De Winters estate being mysterious. I think they even owned much of the forest.

"Sam!" Danny poked me. It was almost like he had called me before, but I didn't take notice.

"Huh?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing.

"What's that?" He pointed to my notepad. I looked down to the page to find it scribbled with trees of all sizes and shapes. I had drawn a forest. Danny's finger was pointing to a rope that was hanging from a tree. It looked like a noose.

"I didn't draw that…" I muttered.

Danny looked confused. "Yes you did. I was watching you."

I looked down. How the heck did I draw all of that without knowing? "I didn't… I…" I bit my lip. What the heck was going on?

Danny raised an eyebrow. "Are you okay, Sam?" He asked.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just tired." I looked at my feet. He didn't believe me for a second, but he nodded and got back to playing on his iPod.

I looked back at the sketch I drew. Trees… darkness… moon… noose… What did that mean? I squinted a bit to see a small figure with a hunched back right underneath the moon. It was basically a shadow, but it was walking toward the noose. It looked like it was balancing something on its shoulder… a body?

I looked up from my drawing to see Tucker leaning over his seat to look at me. "Hey Sam!" He grinned. I tried to smile back, but it probably looked like a demented donkey smirk, because he made a very confused face. "You okay?"

"I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be fine. I'm fine!" I looked back at my drawing.

"Okay then…" He leaned back and sat back on his seat.

Why would someone drag another person toward a noose? I thought. Unless…"Oh god!" I whispered to myself and covered my mouth with my shaking hand. I subconciously drew someone about to kill someone else. What the heck was wrong with me?

"Yo, Sam!" I looked to the right of me to see Danny and Tucker waiting for me to get off the empty bus. "We're here!"

I dumped my notepad on my seat as I sat up and swung my backpack over my shoulder. I didn't look back for even a second.

Do you like it? What do you think will happen? I'm hoping this will be a really successful fic. I'm trying to make the chapters really long (so I didn't really reach my goal for this chapter) but I also wanted to end it before anything interesting happens so it wouldn't be too rushed. Some spooky things happen next chapter, so be prepared :)

- Lollie