Note: I'm still figuring out how to word my dream. It was really vivid and I have notes jotted down, because I thought it was entertaining. I just suck at wording it to keep you guys interested. If you're reading this, then I'm not a complete failure. -.-'

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Chapter Two: n00bs

"So where do you think this goes!?" Zenia piped up, never failing to be entertained.

"I don't know…maybe some lame building that tourists are going to crowd around and make as all annoyed, and you'll be to blame!" I smiled at my ever-ecstatic friend.

"Maybe!" Zenia smiled back.

"AhhhHHhhhhHHH!!!!" Tori screamed, probably the loudest I had ever heard. "WHAT THE FUCK!?"

Zenia turned around and started yelling and screaming, confused I decided to look in the rearview and yelled "WHAT THE FUCK!?"

The trees were closing together, lining themselves up to the way they were before. The road we were on didn't appear to really exist. Amongst the confusion of the trees a loud;

**THUMP, bump, THUMP, bump **

Knocked us to the grim reality ahead.

"AAAHH!" I yelled out in shock, slamming on the breaks, wondering what I had hit. I stepped out of the car slowly and looked in horror at two dead, pale bandit looking bodies. Hopping in the car without putting my seatbelt on, I slammed on the gas pedal as more and more of them appeared from the trees.

**THUMP, bump **

All that could be heard was the sickening crunch of bodies hitting the Mustang. 'God only knows how much this is going to cost to fix.' I thought, boggled why I was thinking that at such times. After what seemed like forever and a day, we came to an abrupt halt at the 'end' of the road. A small, quaint town was visible, the sign that greeted us read; "Welcome to Bullworth".

"…Where the fuck are we?" Asked a scarily calm Zenia.

I stepped out the car, to examine the damage my baby had taken for us; 28 dents, 1 cracked windshield, a missing rearview mirror, missing bumper, and 9 scratches. I nearly cried.

"Maybe…" Tori drew a deep breath to calm her nerves; "Maybe there's an auto shop in town."

"You guys? Hey, look at this." Zenia called. "My phone changed its date. Can phones do that on their own?"

"Mine too!" Tori gasped. "What the hell!"

I took my own bright pink phone out, and read the date; 'June 20th, 1968'. "What the fuck?"

Note: I'm working really hard to make a longer chapter. I hope you guys will review. -.-'

On the other hand, I'm actually having fun trying to write this story. Review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Plz?