Okay, I sad now. At first I had a lot of reviews for the start of one of my fics, but I only got two more. ;-; I liked having a lot of them. But since I have two loyal reviewers, I shall continue! Yeah, I want to hurry and get to the aweshomenesh of my fic before I continue with all the others. Yeah, I'm going to give everyone a shitty cliffhanger! (Ha!) But that'll be like...in chapter ten. I'm on chapter five in what I've written, so it'll be soon! I already have up to like...Um...chapter fourteen in my head. Soooo...yeah it's gonna be a little long. Maybe twenty to twenty five chapters. And you've seen me, I write long chapters! Well, my friends...that is if I luf yous!...grab a box of nilla wafers and some diet slice (That's orange soda) and have fun!

Chapter Four

We'd only been away from home for about a week...but damn! We had already covered a lot of ground!

They say an average teen can run a mile in ten minutes. (Well...I'm not an average teen, now am I?) Males have an easier time with it though. (God's sexist, ever notice that? He...or she...thinks women should be the week ones!) Technically, each day we were able to run eight miles, but we had to walk the rest.

I was the official Darren sniffer. My sense of smell was better than everyone elses...so...I was able to smell a dead animal ten miles away. Not fun...xP

The first week, we had nothing. Not even a tiny whiff of civilization. (We were mainly taking forest roads, and abandoned ones)

Annie got really tired early on. We decided to carry her on our backs for a little while every hour, but she had to tough it out the rest of the way. It's not easy carrying a tweener and a huge bag on your back!

Alan was lucky. He never had to carry Annie. She was "towering" over him by a mere two inches. He got mad at her for boasting about how much "taller" she was than him. I mean, she could have carried him instead!

We were approaching midway of our second week. That's when we decided to find a motel or something for a night. One with bathrooms! Using trees and rocks may be easy for guys, but not for girls! Annie and me had been complaining about needing a shower the whole time.

"We're gonna need an adult." Tommy said the night we approached a small town.

In my view. Population: Twelve

Now, from experiance, I can say. People in tiny towns are sympathetic. Steve just told the lady in the motel that we got in a car accident about twenty miles away, and we were on our way home. Good lie. But hey, it's Steve. He can worm his way out of anything.

We got a room, two beds, a couch, and two chairs. Pretty fancy motel! Normally there'd be only a bed and a chair! We all got our own bed! Well...Annie shared one of the beds with me...and I doubt the guys would've wanted to share a bed with Steve...I wouldn't!

Me and Annie were sitting on one of the beds, kicking our sore legs out, with our smelly sneakers on the floor.

"Something about this place is scary." Annie said. "It's too small." Steve laughed. Yay! Conspiracy theory!

"Makes ya feel like you're in a horror movie, huh?" Steve said with a maniacal smile. Annie twitched.

"Shut up, Steve!" she yelled with a red face.

Steve hopped off his bed and walked over to Annie. "Listen, mini-D," That was what Steve had started calling Annie since the lot of us left home. "If you're gonna be like Darren, you have to come up with a good comeback for that. Something like, "Well then...who's going to die first?" and then jump at me. Or you'd say, "Where's Freddy?". Something like that. You can't just let yourself be afraid. Darren wasn't afraid of that kind of stuff. Hell, he wasn't afraid to steal a goddam spider from a vampire!"

Annie looked nothing short of a toddler in tears. "Well...then I guess that's nothing...compared to someone stealing a meal from a werewolf..." she said, fighting back some childish tears.

"Go Annie!" Alan laughed. "Leopard doesn't scare you!" Steve picked up my shoe and threw it at him.

"Can it." he hissed.

Me and Tommy were laughing...We weren't sure why it was so funny, but it was. Steve being pushed around by a little kid, and having to resort to shoes for weapons, was probably why.

After we had calmed down we all sat in a bunch on the floor. In unison, I mean creepy unison, we all sighed.

"This place is kind of creepy." Steve said, glancing at the door.

"Probably full of petophyials..." I said shivering. "But if it's Micheal Jackson, me and Annie are okay." Alan hit me...Owww...lookit all the Mickey Mouse!

"I suggest we leave first thing in the morning." Tommy said with a serious tone.

Annie looked diappointed but continued on. "I think Darren was here..." she said.

"What makes you say that?" Steve said, glancing at me.

"I found this." Annie stuck out her hand, and held a sheet of paper that said, "D.S."

Steve shoved it under my nose. "Is it him?" he growled.

"Dude!" I yelled. "I'm not gonna get high on paper!" Steve punched me in the arm.

"Is it Darren!" he yelled. "IS THIS DARREN!" I jumped back. It was either that, or kill him by beating.

"I've know Darren was here for at least four hours! In this room!" I yelled in return. "The whole damn place smells like him, and human blood!"

We went to bed as soon as the conversation ended...and we all bathed...Daaaamn, I couldn't take it any longer. WE STANK!

And then, we all left the very next morning. And, well, where it lead us would introduce us to some of the most bizzare people we would have ever met.