Okay, I almost cried from happiness today! 5 reviews is crazy! I'm sooooo happy that you guys like my story, and thank you so much for your supportive reviews. Wow... :D On with the program! I tried to show you guys a quick little snippet from what happened in the boys pov, but I don't think it's as good as what the last chapter was. The writings gonna be getting a little different cause I'm gonna be writing from a teenage boy's pov... Never done that before! And I'm also gonna be putting some dialoug later on.
Enjoy! ^_^
Disclaimer: I dont own BTR... yet... Puahahaha! Jk. I will never own it -sniff sniff-
Chapter 2
The night was silent. No more thunder, no more lightning. Just a light drizzle. You could hear the faint whispering wind floating throughout the trees, prancing between the long strands of grass. The wind picked up its pace and worked down towards the ruined car. It gracefully moved between the shattered windows, lightly maneuvering across the seats to the people inside. It swept up their hair, trying to rouse them. It gently kissed their faces, trying to open their eyes. It succeeded. One of the boys' eyes began twitch, readying to open. The wind quickly receded back out the shattered glass, and back into the rainy night.
And Carlos was first.
First to wake up.
First to realize what just happened.
First to fear their situation.
He shut his eyes quickly and tried to recall what had previously occurred…
Carlos handed Kendall the new BTR CD from the backseat of the car to put into the CD player. They had all decided (except for Logan of course…) that they should go partying that night to celebrate their new album. Logan had warned them that a storm was coming to L.A., so they shouldn't stay out too late. They, of course, didn't listen. At 12:35pm, the boys ran back into their car, satisfied with their full night of partying. Logan took the driver's seat with Kendall in the passengers. Carlos and James slid into the back. Kendall pressed play on the CD player and they all began to sing along to the familiar tunes. Carlos looked up into the sky through his window. You could hear the battle between thunder and lightning faintly from within the car. The thunder was growing in loudness, and the lightning was growing in closeness. Carlos ignored this, and went back to focusing on singing with his best friends. All of a sudden, the car began to swerve out of control, the rain on the ground acting as if it was slick oil. All the boys started to yell, Logan working furiously at the wheel. The car grew a mind of it's own, and took off to the hill connecting to the side of the road. Kendall quickly looked at all of his friends before the car went tumbling down.
Carlos opened his eyes once more slowly. The scene before him made his breath hitch. The car was still right side up, but it was completely and utterly destroyed. He looked at all of his friends and all humor seemed to leave his body at once.
James was sitting up with his head slumped on his chest. It didn't look like the most comfortable position. There were small scratches on his arms and face, and his leg was at a funny angle.
Logan had his head lying on the steering wheel. There was a gash across his temple, bleeding profusely.
Kendall's body was leaning towards the shattered window. He had a shard of glass sticking from his side, ruining his thin plaid shirt.
Carlos began to panic. He needed to get his friends help, but the night was dead silent except for the howling of the wind and the repetitive tapping of the rain.
Carlos was first.
First to realize that they just might be down in this ditch for a long while.
Okidoki. That was not as good as I hoped it would be, but I got out what I wanted to say. In this chapter, I want to keep going with the personification, while listing the numerous injuries the boys have recieved (what? did you think I was gonna leave them unscathed? Yeah right :)) and informing you on what has happened to their beloved red car. Hope you kinda liked this chapter, and if not so much, then I'll try to write more like the first one.
Whatever the Aliens say,
Tealmoose
