For your entertainment, or just to relieve some drama, the story shall be switched from the point of view of Erica to Christie, who will probably not make sense for those of you who are literate. Enjoy.
No. Way. Erica, was just like, taken by that cop guy! And he wasn't even cute! Ah man, I hope she's alright…the car is going way to fast to chase, though, so there's no way we can catch or even track it…wait, maybe the Eyebrow guy has an idea.
"Blah blah sophistication blah blah blah eyebrows blah blah blah I'm hot." Woah, he is hot. Not as hot as Alfie, of course, but not half-bad…actually, none of these guys are ugly, not even normal looking. Even that pervy pre-teen…oh, it looks like the creepy stalker guy's talking.
"I think that's a good idea, Arthur, we should-I am a total psychopath, when you go to sleep at night I will either rape you or molest you. I might look sweet and innocent but I'm a monster on the-do you understand, Chirstina?"
"Yeah, totally." Just go with the flow, it's not like anything big's gonna happen that involves you…wait, where's Alfred? He better have not run off with the water, I was planning to do that! Oh, he's over there, being depressed and shit. What's he crying over? Erica might be gone, but it's not like she's dead. Or she might be…no, no, can't get sad now, now's not the time to be that. Which is why I'm gonna cheer up my super-hot boyfriend.
"Hey sweetie, something wrong?" Aw, he looks so cute when he's sad…like a kid. Ew.
"Nothing," God, that sigh could blow a house away! "I'm just worried that Erica might be hurt."
"Don't worry, babe, she's a lot smarter than us, she'll think of something. I mean, she can probably use that body of hers to sleep her way past the guards, huh, huh?" It seems my prodding and joking isn't doing him much good…woah, that's one pissed-off glare.
"She wouldn't do that, so don't say it." This guy is either super protective or totally into her. Ew, I like Erica and all but them being together sounds gross and messed up.
"Okay, sorry, my bad." I'll just leave him to his anger and sadness. For a super happy guy he can get like that quickly…I'll have to dump him after this is all over to save myself from some drama.
"Right-o then, we're moving out!" Maybe I should sleep with the British guy? His accent's super sexy and his ass is so perky! God, now I'm falling for a high-class snob, when did I lower my standards? Oh well, at least I'm not fallin for the creeper over there…why the hell does he keep smiling? Is that some sort of medical condition or something?
Pleh, the sand is so nasty! It's even nastier than…well, I'd promise I'd never think about that again, didn't I? Hey, aren't we going in the opposite way of the cop car? Maybe I should ask-no, then the snob would be all like, 'Weren't you listening, my good lady?' and the pervy teen would be like, 'She couldn't, Eyebrows, she was too busy looking at your arse!' and then the snobby guy would blush and look cute then yell at the kid and be un-cute.
Wait a sec, I think I see something! Oh. My. God. We've actually made it to a town, hallelujah! Now I can finally look in a mirror and fix my hair, and maybe get some service and call Aunt Tina and tell her her daughter has been…er…I'll do that later.
Wow, thank God! It has never felt so good to take a shower, even if it is in a crappy Quality Inn one. Maybe I can get lucky and find that British guy shirtless-I mean Alfred! Yeah, Alfred would look so much better shirtless than him…right? Oh whatever, they're all guys!
Huh. No one in the room, not even Francis. Oh well, might as well get dressed…wait here they are. Okay, so someone saw a cop car come by here for a lot of gas and he had a moustache, whoopy-doo…he was wearing a uniform but it was the old version so he didn't look legit…when asked where he was headed, he said Las Vegas? Damn! That's where we were supposed to go, I should've hitched a ride-oh wait he captured Erica, right…so now we're gonna call her parents and have them pick us up. Pfft, screw that, I'm not getting yelled at about how I let their kid get abducted!
"Sorry, but I don't have any service still." Good, they'll believe that if I flutter my eyelashes. Hook, line, sinker-
"Then you can just call them on the pay phone, da?" Shit, that Ivan guy is smarter than he looks.
"Okay, I'll do that then!" Good-bye university…
Yelling, yelling…okay, in the car! By the way, I'm sitting next to Arthur, not Alfred, so might as well…damn got rejected. Oh, he's blushing! That's so adorable! Heheh, he's not immune to my feminine charms so I'll get him later…
"Hey, there's a McDonald's over there! Hold on, I think I have my card with me!" Oh yeah, I remember that Alfred told me about his unlimited gift card thingy. I didn't think it was real, but I guess even something as insane as an unlimited McDonald's gift card is real.
"Okay, I guess we can stop off there then." Uh, Erica's parents were such cheapskates…there's a mall over there, people! We can just eat there and I can go shopping and stuff. Wait, the kid's talking to me.
"French french french french french public masturbation." Ew, I remember that some guys were jacking off to this one gym filled with girls while I was walking, and they all winked at me. I slapped everyone of their sorry asses.
"No, sorry, I'm not, like, into that." Why is everyone looking at me like I'm an idiot? Great, now even Alfie's lookin at me weird, and he's the dumbest one of them all. What? Just because he's my boyfriend doesn't mean that I have to like everything about him.
Damn, this is a lot of food! All I got was a salad, now I feel left out…maybe that Ivan guy will give me some of his.
"Hey Ivan?"
"Da?" The hell did that mean? Whatever.
"Can I have some of your nuggets?"
"Sure, this food disgusts me anyway. Here you go comrade!" I don't get what he's saying but free food is free food.
"So I called the Las Vegas Police Department and they said they'd keep a lookout for the vehicle." Oh good, we can always rely on them. "But we're still going to Las Vegas anyway. Um, you all don't have to stay with us, we can find her on our own-"
"We'll help you." Wow, that's some damn good unison. Erica never told me about these guys but they seem close to her…what did she use to call that kind of thing? A reverse-harem? Yeah, whatever it was called.
"Okay, great, let's go!" Alfred's doing that pose again…was that supposed to be Superman?
"Sit the bloody hell down, Alfred, you're embarassing us!" Ah, that accent was to die for! I'd have to find some way to fuck that guy tonight for sure. Alfred can go to a bar or something, I really don't care anymore.
"So, let's like, go then." I'll say good-bye to my university life for now, but I'll get Daddy to give it back to me somehow…
How much was a prostitute again?