Author's Note: Hello everyone!:) I've wanted to write a Hills Have Eyes fanfic for quite some time. I got the two films about a month ago. First one is the best, however the second as quite a disappointment I thought. I will be (hopefully) getting the graphic novel in a couple of weeks' time. I must also search for the original…

Anyways, enough of my rambling; time to be moving on. I've been reading a lot of HHE fanics (mainly of Lizard!X3) and I've been inspired to write one. There are truly just amazing ones out there and I hope that this will be as half as great as they are. Please review and let me know what ye think of it.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Hills Have Eyes, only the OCs.

The sun glared into my eyes as we drove deeper into the barren desert. The windows were rolled down, thankfully letting a breeze brush against our sweat drenched skin. Trish was sitting next to me, tying up her long blonde hair into a high ponytail. She got her jacket and rubbed her forehead. 'Why are we going to Caroline and Phil's wedding again…?' she asked, tucking her jacket in between both our legs. 'I thought we were on her bad books…?'

Dave, my brother, chuckled as he kept driving. 'Don't you mean since you got on her bad books?'

'It was an easy mistake to make!' Trish protested, giving Dave a small playful slap on the arm. 'Besides, she's too vain for her own good. I hate to say it but…I honestly don't know what Phil sees in her. He's a good guy and she's such a…bitch.'

'He loves her doesn't he?' I tried to reason with her. 'That counts for something doesn't it?'

'I suppose,' she sighed, relaxing back on the sticky leather seat. Trish and Dave have been going out for about two years now. Dave is about eight years older than me and he is my only sibling. But since he started dating Trish, she's been like my older sister. When we all met her for the first time, it felt like she was already part of the family.

Phil is her cousin and she's very protective over family and friends. She never trusted Caroline from the start; she had a bit of a reputation. Caroline didn't want Trish to come to the wedding since she accidently mistook a middle aged woman for Caroline. To be fair; the woman's back was turned and she had the same hair as Caroline at the time. Unfortunately for Trish; Caroline was behind her when the woman turned around as Trish tapped her on the shoulder and called her Caroline and took that incident as an insult ever since.

'Hey,' Mike yawned, stretching his arms. 'It should be fun.'

We had two friends coming with us, Mike and John. They were also good friends with Phil. John grinned, 'Might pick up a few ladies along the way.'

Now it was my turn to slap him. We all started to laugh; I always hoped things would stay like this.

Dave had taken the man's advice from the gas station and took the shortcut. Hopefully we'll be able to get out of the car again and stretch our legs.

As we were talking about old times, we heard the tires burst and the car went out of control. Everyone panicked and screamed as Dave stomped on the break and tried to swerve the car away from the rock that we were now heading to. But it was too late. The car crashed into the rock and our bodies jerked forwards from the bang.

I felt something pull in my neck and I hissed as I started to rub the sore area. Trish seemed to have the same problem as she groaned while trying to nurse her neck. Mike was the one who spoke first, 'Is everyone alright?'

Everyone mumbled a "yeah" in response. Dave and John got out of the car and started to inspect the damage. Dave kicked at the dust. 'Fuck!' he shouted. Trish and I quickly got out of the car and went up to him. Trish tried to put a comforting hand on his shoulder but he swatted it away.

'What happened…?' Mike whispered, crouching down and looking at the tires.

I came up beside him, 'What's wrong?'

He got up and turned around to me, his eyebrows furrowed. 'I dunno Niamh…' he spoke softly. 'All four tires are burst…'

How could they be burst…? I doubted anything sharp was on the dirt road. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Dave called out to me. 'Niamh, come over here for a second!' I did as I was told and went over to him and Trish. Dave signalled Mike and John too come over as well.

'Listen,' he said, his expression serious. 'We can't go anywhere, not yet anyway. The tires are fucked, we don't have any spares and we're in the middle of nowhere.'

'Thanks for pointing out the obvious,' I replied, more sweat dripping off my face. 'Now what are we going to do about?'

Dave gave me the usual look I got when I answered him back. He took in a deep breath and continued, 'I'm thinking of going back to the gas station…see if that guy knows anyone who can come and help us.'

'I'll come with you!' I chimed in. Dave shook his head. 'Aww c'mon!' I begged, putting on my puppy dog eyes. 'Don't be such a pair of dry-balls!'

Trish tried to stifle a laugh as Dave frowned. 'We'll be in the sun; most likely all day…wouldn't want you to lose your half-dead look.'

I stuck my tongue out as Trish and Mike offered to go with him. I was surprised when he agreed. 'How come they get to go?' I exclaimed, my eyes widening.

Trish grinned, 'We're not as annoying as you!' I tried to give her a playful punch but she quickly backed away, laughing. Mike hooked a strong arm around my neck, forced me to bend down and gave me a noogie.

'Ow!' I cried out. 'My neck!' Mike let go of me and let out a hearty laugh.

John came up beside me, 'Looks like it's gonna be just you and me, kiddo.'

I raised my eyebrow, 'I ain't that young!'

He gave a low chuckle as he leaned against the door. I watched as Dave, Trish and Mike disappeared from sight. The unforgiving sun still glaring down at us, as I gazed out into the desert, I noticed my mouth becoming dry from just looking out at it. The vast rocky landscape seemed daunting to travel on.

I rummaged through Trish's bag to find a bobble to tie up my sweat-dampened hair. My long, wild brown locks laced though my fingers as I twisted my hair up into a makeshift bun.

I dunno why…but being here was kinda creepy, like something was out there. You know when you get the feeling your being watched…? Well that's what I felt right now.

I just hope they get back soon...

Author's Note: Thanks for reading lads!:) By the way; Niamh is pronounced "Knee-ave". I've known a few people who've got it wrong, surprisingly. Please review xxx