"Alright Henry, you go scouting while I keep watch just incase any teachers show up." Brian commanded Henry as if he were dungeon master. "Make me! Why don't you go? YOUR girlfriend is lost. Not mine. Besides, aren't you the survival expert?" for that comment, Henry was certainly going to get his face pounded in. "SHE IS NOT MY GIRLFRIEND! And you don't even have a girlfriend!" if Henry went any further with the subject, than he would be asking for trouble. "Well……so what! I still want you to come with me!" Soon it became a battle of the nerds. These things usually lasted about ten minutes until Brian finally gave up.
They went on a wild goose chase through the forest calling our names wherever they went. Being the manly guys they were, they lasted two minutes until something went terribly wrong.
"Hey Brian…" Henry was trying to get his friend's attention. "Not now Henry! Kind of busy!" and he continued to call for his missing friends. "Brian! It's important!" Henry poked Brian who completely ignored him until he went tumbling out of sight. Henry looked over the hill and said, "This is EXACTLY what I was warning you about!" Henry was very pleased if not somewhat worried and disappointed looking down at his companion lying on the ground dirt covering him. Henry chuckled and helped Brian up the rest of the way. "Let's continue, shall we?" Henry led the way from now on followed by a very furious Brian.
"Where are those little trouble makers?" Ms. Krause was looking for all of the missing hooligans. When I find them, I will give them all a bat on the nose! Ms. Krause chuckled to herself thinking of all the possible ways they were getting into trouble. What an unlikely group of kids. Taylor is totally random, Alexa is a philosopher, Heather is a creative writer, Brian is childish, and Henry is just trying to keep the peace. All of them are different in their own special way. They are different from all the social groups. The preps for instance, are together because they are all silly, hyperactive monkeys. But Heather's crew are different. I don't know what their common cause is, but I am going to find out. Maybe they don't have a cause; maybe the group is just full of outsiders pulled together BECAUSE they are different. Probably their only similarity is that they are all braniacs and just all around nice kids.
While Ms. Krause was pondering this, she was laughing and giggling out loud. "Hey! What's so funny? This is not time to be laughing! We have some missing kids that we are supposed to find! We all want to go home some time!" It was Mrs. Anderson being her crabby self. "That's it. I'm calling the police and the kids' parents." Mr. Beocher, the ironic science teacher, had a point. " When I get a hold of those kid, I will hang them by their pinkies and have rabid dogs nip and bite at their feet! Muahahaha!" More evil laughter. Hey, did I just see some lighting and here creepy music? Freakish. This was really starting to scare the teachers. Every one was staring at the deranged geography teacher, Mr. Johnson. "…….aaaaaaaahhhhhh……uuuuuummmmm……I was kidding! Can't you people take a joke?" Mr. Johnson pleaded his case to the unsuspecting suckers. " This is no time for jokes!" Mrs. Hiller had no idea that Mr. Johnson wasn't joking. The poor unsuspecting literature teacher. Phew! They fell for it. No one knows that I was telling the truth! I can't wait to see the look on Heather's face when I torture her! And I can't wait to hand her her test! It is another C! She may be getting A's in all the other useless classes, but I don't like how she doodles in my class! That is exactly why I give her bad grades! And I just don't like her. Note to self: stop thinking out loud. Mr. Johnson cracked a smirk across his face, and looked at his surroundings. No one was there! He looked farther ahead. The police and everybody's parents were already here. How long was I thinking? Note to self: make thoughts short and to the point. And pay attention to your surroundings WHILE thinking. He decided to help the search. He wanted to be the one to corner Heather and drag her across the ground back here kicking and screaming. Oh to watch her squirm would make his day.
"How deep in the woods do you think we are?" asked Brian sidling up to Henry. " Don't ask me! I don't have a map!" The both of them stopped walking and had this anime look of stupidity on their face. "Brian, we for.." "Don't say a word." Brian interrupted Henry not even wanting to hear it. It had just dawned upon them that they had went into the forest looking for three girls, without a map. Henry slapped his forehead and suggested, knowing that it was stupid, "We should go back." Brian had enough, "How can we when we don't even have a map?" He stomped off with Henry right behind him. They both fell and landed right in a muddy pond. Now they were soaked, dirty, lost, without a map, and frustrated to the point of cracking. "HEATHER! YOU BETTER HOPE I DON'T FIND YOU! CAUSE' WHEN I DO, YOU WILL HAVE TO MAKE IT UP TO ME, BECAUSE I AM GOING THROUGH HELL TO FIND YOU!" Brian screamed so loud people in Japan could hear. There also was a really cool echo. "Echo .. echo….. echo….echo." Henry laughed and Brian punched him in the head.
It's shorter than the others. I know.