Trapped: Chapter 3

Secret Place

That night Zachery couldn't sleep. He was too busy thinking about the conversation he had with Zane. Was it really that bad to not want to hurt anyone? He was sure that if it came down to it, he could, but could he really? Zane made him second guess himself. His words frustrated Zachery to no end. He attempted to read a book to get his mind off of it, but his mind drifted with every word. He couldn't even tell what the book was about. He gave up and curled in on himself. "Am I really useless?" he asked himself. The next thing he knew, the sun was up shining in his eyes. Then Blake walked into the room. "Hey Zac!"

"Hey." he said groggy, straightening himself out as much as he could in the bunk bed.

"What's got you shriveled?" Blake asked jokingly. Zachery gave him a look that said he really didn't get it. "Cause you were in a ball and uhhh... never mind. I was trying one of the subtle jokes from a joke book I found. I guess it wasn't funny."

"Not at all." Zachery smirked. "Nice try though."

"You wanna hear another?" Blake asked sitting next to him.

"Sure." Zachery shrugged.

"What do you call a pig that does karate?"

Zachery frowned preparing himself for something stupid. "I don't know, what do you call a pig that does karate?"

"A porkchop!" Blake said bursting into laughter. Zachery raised an eyebrow at him. "You know, cause pigs are made into pork chops and the-"

"I got it." Zachery said quickly not really wanting to hear a long explanation.

Blake frowned. "Wasn't funny?"

"Nope." Zachery said bluntly. "But it's not you. Jokes in joke books are usually never funny."

"Oh well, I tried." Blake shrugged. "By the way, you should probably get up. It's 1PM, and it's your turn to run errands with Terry."

"What?" He yelled sitting up completely, and hitting his head on the top bunk.

"Ooooh... are you ok?" Blake asked.

"Fine." Zachery groaned.

Blake gave Zachery a pat on the head. "She's been waiting for you a while so you should probably get up before she gets mad." With that Blake left leaving Zachery to get up. Zachery rolled onto the floor. He threw on a random t-shirt and jeans from the clean clothes basket, not really caring what he wore. He then ran to the bathroom on the other end of the dojo to brush his teeth. Once he was done, he didn't bother putting his toothbrush back, and ran to the entrance area of the dojo where he figured Terry would be waiting. He was right about Terry waiting for him there. She was sitting in on one of the benches near the wall by the door. When she saw him, he smiled sheepishly at her. She walked up to him and smacked him lightly, but hard enough to make his face sting. "I already ran the errands." She said folding her arms. "If I hadn't, well, who knows how long I would've been waiting." Zachery gave her an apologetic look, but before he could say anything she said "Don't sweat it. It wasn't that much anyway. Definitely didn't need two people to get it done."

"I'll make it up to you." Zachery said apologetically.

"Like how?" She asked curious to what he would do.

As if a lightbulb turned on in his head, Zachery remembered Enoch's invitation. "Later today come with me somewhere."

"Huh? Where?" Terry asked.

"It's a surprise, and this whole thing is a secret so don't tell anyone. K?"

Terry thought about for a moment then shrugged. What did she have to lose? "Fine then. When do we leave?"

"Four, I guess. Oh, and you should probably dress slightly fancy. I'm actually not sure how you should dress for these things." Zachery admitted. "Just find an in between."

Terry frowned at the directions she was given, but agreed to do as she was told anyway. She went to her room partially annoyed with Zachery, but at the same time a little happy that he was paying her back even though she told him not to. Sally snuck up behind her like a snake and tapped her on the back. Terry, surprised, turned around at the speed of light and punched her in the stomach knocking her onto the floor. They both paused as if time had stopped for a moment. "Sorry." Terry half shouted frantically helping Sally off of the floor.

"I just wanted to talk to you." She said dramatically as if she was about to die.

Terry got on her knees and bowed apologetically. "Why did you sneak up behind me like that though? Everyone knows what happens when you do that."

"Blake more than anyone." Sally said thinking back to the many times he tried to play a prank or something on Terry and it failed horribly.

"I'm sorry." Terry bowed.

"Don't worry. Yeah, you've got bone shattering strength, and yeah, you probably could've broken something. I expected it though! So, I blocked it with my hands." Sally said trying to ease Terry's worries. "Although my hands hurt really bad, I'm a big girl so I'll get over it."

"That doesn't really sound like you." Terry said flatly.

"Nope! I'll bother you about it till you die if you don't pay me back!" The blonde said enthusiastic.

Terry rolled her eyes. "How did you see it coming anyway?"

"Everyone's on guard when they come talk to you." Sally shrugged. "We've learned from Blakes mistakes."

"Huh. Anyway, what did you want to talk to me about?" She said changing the subject.

"I heard you and Zac talking. You goin' on a date with lower than the most uncool middle schooler in the cool department?" Sally laughed.

"Do you actually take the effort to call him that when you two talk?" Terry asked amused.

Sally shrugged. "He's got different names. Anyway, for real date?"

"No. He just feels like he owes me."

"A secret place for a secret date, huh." Sally said not caring about excuses.

"Didn't I just sa-"

Terry was cut off by Sally continuing her thoughts. "That's kinda romantic! The only problem is who it's with. You must be real desperate for a guy to agree to go out with a guy who's two years younger than you, and probably doesn't understand what we high schoolers do when we date. I mean yeah he's a little cute but..." She trailed off hinting that Terry knew what she meant.

Terry honestly had no idea what she meant so she didn't respond to the last bit. "What exactly is it that we high schoolers do when we date?"

"Let's keep it PG." Sally winked.

Terry laughed at her antics. "Umm ok. It's not a date though."

"Then why the secrets?" Sally nudged.

"I honestly don't know." Terry sighed in wonder.

"Ooooh, maybe he plans to confess his love!" Sally clapped. "That's gross. I can imagine the total rejection that he might get taking a girl to a fast-food place and confessing his love."

"I would just be happy if he paid for dinner. This girls' pockets are always empty." Terry said pulling her pockets inside out.

"Well, I've got places to be. Good luck with the Zachery thing!" Sally smirked as she walked out of the room.

"Thanks." Terry waved.