HEY YA'LL I LIIIIIIIIIVE!
Ok, so this IS the re-do of my story, Trapped. I figured I'd give it a second try... *hides behind desk!* DONT FRY ME WITH FLAMES!
I can't help it that writers' block wants to kill me...
I don't own Transformers, besides if I did I would have to be SMART! I only own Terra, Heather, and Zoey...
Another Average Day...
"It's so hot!" Heather drawled out while flopping on the closest chair, "Why...must we...die on...our summer vacation!" She all but screamed in between desperate gasps.
The blonde haired girl kneaded her aching head. I tried to maintain my smirk while standing upright, but I was too tired. I let out a half laugh while gripping my knees and bending over. Even our other friend, Terra, the fitness freak, was letting in short puffs of air. I frowned as my dark brown bangs began to stick to my forehead. It was quite uncomfortable.
"She was...obviously...not...in a...good...mood," I wheezed before dropping dramatically onto the wooden floor.
Terra laughed, "Oh come on, Zoey...just be glad I drove you here instead of making you walk!"
Heather feigned a mock-hurt look on her face, "NO! Your conscience would never let you do that!"
"I would feel bad about Zoey later...but you, nope. Now who wants a drink of water before we evaporate?" Terra was always the practical one. I swear, sometimes it gave me a bit of a migraine, but in this case she had a bit of a point. I groaned as every fiber of my body protested my getting up.
"H., I think we...we've corrupted her!" I gasped, "Weren't you supposed to be the good one of the group, Terra?"
"NOOOOOOO!" Heather played along before Terra could reply, "Don't conform! You can still turn back! We need our goodie Terr-Bear!"
I could only snicker at our friend's nickname. Terra groaned and rolled her eyes, "Heather Nicole..." Uh oh...combined first and middle name equals angry Terra, "Just shut up and get your water before I pour it down your shirt!"
I couldn't help it, I let out a rather loud snort, which made the angry green eyes pin on me, "That goes for you too Zoey Raine!" Oh yes, that was my retarded middle name. I frowned and obeyed anyways.
"You know," I said while studying my water, "This is all Heather's fault!"
Heather snorted her water in anger, "What? How could you possibly think this is my fault? Terra's always promoting our coach to push us harder!"
We had just left from the epic horrors of volleyball camp. I had to admit it was a complete disaster today. Our coach made us run way too much. We were all too tired and irritable, though we usually made fun of each other.
"Umm...you yawned!" Terra snapped.
I smirked, "Did you see the look on her face when she saw you do that?" Giggles escaped from my mouth, "It looked like somebody just ran over her puppy or somethin'!"
"Hey!" Heather was oh so quick to defend herself, "I was tired! And I didn't think she was looking at the time..."
"And we all know how that ended!" Terra rolled her eyes.
"I have the perfect cure for this!" I said triumphantly, "MOVIE MARATHON!"
My two friends squealed with excitement. It was fairly late in the afternoon, and movies are the greatest for girl bonding time. Besides...this meant I wouldn't have to endure a Terra version of a shopping trip.
"Do you both have everything you need?" Terra asked, taking the responsible role.
"Yes mom," Heather and I chorused. Terra's house was deadly quiet, which was unusual. She had two younger brothers and one baby sister to take care of. Her family had gone to visit her grandparents, but someone had to watch their dogs. Terra volunteered, and of course she called us for backup as soon as her parents left!
"Fine!" Terra said while holding her hands up in mock surrender, "I was just making sure...you two always forget something though."
"What movie are we gonna watch first?" Heather yelled as she bounced over to the couch, doing a cannonball on the poor, unsuspecting pillows.
Terra and I exchanged glances, "How about Pirates of the Caribbean first?" I asked.
"That's not my favorite movie though," Heather whined, "My favorite's Transformers!"
I sighed, "Heather...we've watched it forty-seven times...oh wait, no. Forty-nine! Can we watch Pirates of the Caribbean series first? It has Johnny Depp in it! Oh and don't forget your favorite actor, Orlando Bloom is in it!"
"You actually keep count?" Gee, thanks for all the input, Terra.
"HEY!" I shouted, "I was bored and had to do something for my...uh boredom-ness!" At the raised eyebrows I added, "If you're my friends you'll respect that! But Heather...Orlando Bloom!"
"Wohoo! Ok! We watch Pirates of the Caribbean first…Then Transformers!" Heather caved in. She could be Orlando Bloom's personal stalker. She had seen every movie with him in it only a hundred times.
"Alright!" Terra said, "I'm going to order pizza. Are there any other food requests?"
"Mountain Dew," Heather shouted, "And ice cream!"
Terra and I let out a long groan, "I have ice cream, unfortunately," Terra admitted.
Heather squealed until I cut her off, "H! If you so much as touch the chocolate ice cream I will take you down using basic white belt martial arts!"
Heather grumbled, "Fine." And we switched on the movie.
We had filled up on pizza and other junk food, and had almost finished the movie. Unfortunately, Heather had broken into the chocolate ice cream before we could stop her. Now Terra and I were severely regretting it.
"Heather," Terra strained out, I could tell she was beyond frustrated, "For the last time! Optimus Prime does NOT have a goatee! And Zoey and I are not secretly transformers! We're your best friends!"
"HELLOOOOO!" Heather shouted, while vibrating like a massage chair, "We're all best friends! Why else would we be here? I'm hyper! Are you hyper? I feel like running! Let's run! WOHOO!"
"That's it!" Terra groaned, "No more chocolate ice cream for you, missy!"
"Aw! Don't be such a party pooper! I like parties! Parties are fun! Let's throw a wild party!" Heather yelled, while flailing her arms wildly.
Terra and I exchanged glances, and then moaned. This was going to be a long night! Heather could eat just one spoonful of ice cream, and then be bouncing off the walls for days. And Terra and I weren't always good about monitoring her ice cream intake.
"Heather, breathe," Terra commanded giving me a "DO SOMETHING" glance. Heather nodded and we heard a whoosh of air, then she inhaled deeply, and then whoosh. As she inhaled again, she opened her eyes and blinked at us. No way. That couldn't have worked.
"Better?" I dared to ask.
"Yep! Yep! Yep!" She said, shaking from all of her energy, "I feel much better, yippee! WHOAAA!" She pointed to the screen, "Is it me or does that...uhhh Decepticon, uhhh, Starscream look like a yield sign?"
I couldn't help but snort. That was short-lived when Terra looked like she would drop-kick me across the room. Ok, time for plan B.
"Heather," I said, "We'll both pay attention to the rest of the movie! It will be our 50th time to watch it. That's supposed to be special. But you have to calm down."
Heather immediately snapped out of it, and then she pointed to the screen, "WATCH!" She commanded.
We didn't dare disobey. Though I had to admit I was tired of this movie. Don't get me wrong, it was my all time favorite, but you could only watch one movie so many times. We all had our favorite characters, then again, who didn't? We weren't exactly rabid fan girls or anything…but Heather was close. She always cried at the part where Jazz died. I could thank fan fiction for that. The movie didn't make you so attached to other characters besides the main ones…the ideas of the fans did. I couldn't really talk, because I had just finished one of my transformers fan-fics with the help of my insane friends.
It was late by the time the movie ended. We decided to go ahead and turn in for the night. I was going to sleep on the couch. Heather was going to sleep on Terrra's bed. Terra was going to sleep on the couch parallel to mine.
BANG!
With a startled gasp, I tumbled off the couch, and screamed. My face connecting with the floor jolted my shriek, and after I rolled onto my back two hands began to frantically wave in front of my face.
"ZOEY! What's wrong?" Terra asked.
Thundering steps rushed downstairs. Sprinting, Heather appeared into the room. She still looked tired, with her short hair in a mess, but worried none the less. (A/N: rhyme unintended.)
"Is everybody ok?" She said while rubbing the remains of sleep from her eyes.
"What was that?" I asked looking around.
"What was what?" Heather sounded confused. She had to be joking! I bet the entire city felt that bang.
"But...didn't you hear...or even feel that huge bang?" She couldn't be serious. But judging from the looks on Terra and Heather's faces...they didn't feel it.
"But...how could you not feel that! It was so weird..." I trailed off.
"You had to be dreaming, Zo," Heather said slowly.
"My dream had nothing to do with that! This felt real! I mean...it was...you don't understand," I was getting too frustrated, "I felt it! It was real!"
"Listen to me, Zoey! None of us felt it! It had to be-"
I cut Heather off, "IT WAS REAL!"
Terra sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, "Well, let's look outside. Get a change of clothes, and let's walk around."
Heather groaned loudly, "At 2:30 in the morning?"
"She can tell time!" I couldn't resist, "It's a miracle!"
"Oh shut up!" Heather scowled, "I'm not the one having delusions!"
"Well-"
"HEY!" Uh oh, Terra angry, "Just for a few minutes," The tone in Terra's voice made this not an option. I wanted to tackle and thank her, but she didn't seem too happy with the plan in the first place.
"Fine Terr-Bear," Heather grumbled anyways.
We all changed and took a walk around. It was freezing outside; I wished I'd worn a heavier jacket. We looked around, but everything seemed normal. On our way back inside, Terra stopped in front of us. We bumped into each other, and fell to the ground.
"What is it, Terra?" Heather asked "Why'd you stop like that?"
"Why is the Transformers movie right in front of the door?" Terra said, shocked, "It was on the coffee table a minute ago."
We all looked at it in confusion. I looked at my friends' stunned faces and decided to break the silence.
"Maybe…maybe we just brought it outside without realizing it," I suggested.
"Yeah, real likely, Sherlock," Heather snorted.
"Do you have any better ideas?" I asked, "It's not like it could have just grown legs and decided to walk out here! It's just a movie!"
"Yeah, and we shouldn't make a big deal out of this," Terra said, "I vote we just go to bed and worry about it in the morning."
"Deal," Heather and I agreed.
As I bent over to pick the bizzare movie up, it began to glow. We all gasped and took a few steps back. I'm used to strange...but I couldn't explain it. I was...frozen The thing just sat there. The only thing I could think of was it looked like something out of a comic book. It got brighter and brighter. When things couldn't get stranger...we started to hear a bizarre humming sound.
"What is going on here?" Heather shouted frantically over the sound.
Just then, we all felt ourselves being sucked forward towards the movie. Leaves began flying in our direction, and even a few flimsy trees started to bend. We all fell unceremoniously onto the ground, grasping the sidewalk, grass, anything for dear life! Terra began to slide forward, she screamed...but what could we do? We just called out her name and watched in horror as the wind around the movie formed some kind of...tunnel? What? Instead of hitting the ground…Terra was sucked into the movie! Was she getting smaller?
"TERRA!" Heather and I shouted.
I heard a strange ripping sound, and Heather was suddenly sliding in front of me with fistfuls of grass in her hands. At any other time I would've found it hard not to laugh...now was not the time. Heather began to disappear as well. The only thought registering in my mind was, "Horror movie! Horror movie! Bad movie! STOP! NO!" I knew I didn't stand a chance...with a pitiful yelp; I lost my grip and felt myself flying forward. I figured I was dead.
Two things pulled me out of my startled daze. One: wind whipping my face. The other would be my friends yelling my name and telling me to open my eyes. I didn't listen. I felt brain dead. Wait...we were still falling?
I had no choice...I snapped out of it when I heard voices in the distance. Cracking my eyes open, I saw Terra falling face first, while Heather was falling on her back—if that was even possible. This didn't look like a normal place. All of the colors were swirled together. I pivoted to look down...big mistake. Suddenly, I saw an opening at the bottom, and we heard a very familiar line,
"Sam, please tell me you have those glasses!"
"What the…?" Heather gasped.
I looked at Terra and screamed, "TERRA! Block your face with your ha-"
WHAM! Unfortunately I didn't take my own advice. Note to self: I. Am. A. MORON.
We had fallen through the hole, straight into the alley. All three of us fell on a dumpster with a loud thud. Figures.
I was immediately looking up into a swirl of bright blue eye...blurs. Maybe if I hadn't just given myself a head injury I would be able to tell. Other thoughts were running through my head. Including, "Are we really trapped inside a movie? Giant robots...real? This is…impossible."
"How d'ya s'pose dey came here?" An unfamiliar deep voice questioned.
"How...?" I repeated, and then everything spiraled into darkness.
TA-DA! Worth continuing?
Editor: PPFFFFTTTTTT! HELLO! After ALL MY EDITING you wanna QUIT?
Author: Pffft! I wrote it!
Terra: And we're actually in it!
Zoey: And why the heck did you dump us on a dumpster!
Terra: snorts.
Zoey: That was unintentional...
Terra: So where did Heather get to? Examines nails. WAIT DON'T WRITE THAT!
Editor: smirks. Do you have to write down everything?
Author: Yes. Yes I do. Now where did Heather go?
Heather: I think I'll try DEFYING GRAVITY!
Terra: WHAT is she singing?
Everyone: stares.
Author: raised eyebrow. She just said "Defying Gravity".
Heather: acts like she fainted. GASP!
Zoey: AND it's not working...
Terra: rolls eyes. Grrrrr, STOP WRITING EVERYTHING WE DO!
Zoey: snorts. Ok that IS getting annoying...ok seriously. Girl. Stop.
Heather: GANG UP ON THE AUTHOR! NOW!
Author: WAIT! NO! DON'T! OK EVERYBODY I MUST GO!
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