This is the end. I know it is. This is my story. No not Max's or anyone that you know. This is MINE. Let's start from the beginning.
I groaned rolling onto my side. My shoulder blades had been hurting for months now, along with my friends. "Stop it." My friend moaned out. I looked over at her. I rolled off the bed and onto my floor, landing on my feet. I quickly woke her up knowing that she would be mad if we got ready really late. She had something planned today. I quickly jumped back as she threw out her right arm. She sat up trying to see. "Get up." I groaned out trying to get on some black skinny jeans. I pulled out a black spaghetti strap tank top and a red and black long sleeve plaid shirt. She grabbed her knee socks and some shorts along with a t-shirt with a smiley face on it. I pulled on my black converse. "Where are we going today?" I asked pulling my thick curly brown hair into a pony tail. "Somewhere cool." She said pulling a brush though her hair. "Come on Sam!" I shouted. "Oh come on Wesley!" Sam shouted at me.
I picked up a coffee cup from the counter. "HEY SAM YOU WANT SOME COFFEE?!" I shouted up the stairs. "SURE!" I opened to fresh coffee and put it in the maker along with some water and Sam rushed down the stairs. "I WANNA MOVE IN!" She shouted. I lived alone, I don't have parents and I know everything. "You have to help pay rent, water bills, electric, stuff like that." I said pouring a cup of coffee and some creamer. I felt something rub on my back. "Sam stop!" I shouted. "I didn't do anything!" She shouted right back. It went away when I handed her the cup of coffee. We sat at the bar drinking our coffee, talking about all the stuff we love.
After about an hour of walking around the town we reached where we were going. "A bunch of screaming fangirls? OH MY GOD BEST DAY EVER!" I screamed pressing my knees together while being dramatic. "No. We are going to haunt. It's down the street." Sam said. I jumped up. I have been wanting to go to haunt for years but never got the chance. We raced down the street coming to the doors. We got our tickets and walked in hearing the screams. "How do we know what's real?" I asked. "Not a clue. Most of it looks fake but when it looks to real the rip their faces off. If they threaten you then kick them and start a war between the worlds." Sam said looking around. Everything was fine. Nothing odd. But truthfully everything was weird. We walked farther in and saw some fake monsters. Knowing they were fake, I didn't bash their faces in. When we got to the back, that's when everything went wrong.
Ok guys this is a crossover. I know. Its short but I'm working on the next chapter and I promise it should be longer.