Rain drizzled lightly on my face stirring my slumber. Then a crack of thunder woke me. I looked at the sky, which had been so blue earlier it was now black with bright white lights screening across it.
"Derek!" I shook him.
"What?" He was arousing slightly.
"Storm!" I yelled over another crack of thunder.
"What!?!" He jumped up holding his hand out to help me up.
"Thanks." I am always polite…
He held me hand tightly and ran through the tumbling forest.
I screamed as a tree fell to the ground and Derek leaped over it. The rain fell harder on my face as we quickened our pace.
The parking lot came to view and we sprinted among the yelling people.
We got in the car and started it without saying a word. After we were on the expressway Derek finally found his voice.
He started laughing, "You… you… should have… seen your… FACE!" He burst out laughing harder.
"Yours was much better." I stated sarcastically.
"Hey don't hate the…" He trailed off.
"Player hate the game?" I asked.
"Yeah…" He looked down.
We pulled to the side of the road because the rain was coming down harder.