A/N: I am so so so so so sorry for making you wait so long, I have been on vacation and had no computer access and it was horrifying, but I'm back now! I've got good news, bad news, good news, and more good news for you. Good news: as you have probably already noticed, I finished chapter 3! Bad news: Since I have to go back to school in five days, once school starts my rate of updating is going to slow way down probably. Good news: The first two weeks of school are early outs everyday, so it shouldn't be too bad for a while. Good news: I think I finally figured out what I'm doing for this story, so that's good! Alright I'm gonna quit talking and let you read this now! Please review!
Disclaimer: You know it, I don't own it.
(Quick Flashback)
"Quinn, you know that experiment you were working on earlier?" Logan said.
"Yeah…what about it?"
"Were you using that flame-y thing to do that experiment?"
"Oh, you mean the Bunsen Burner? Yeah, why?" Logan was amazed no one else understood what he was getting at. He didn't bother to respond, but widened his eyes at Quinn, hoping she would comprehend what he was trying to tell her.
"…"
Then it hit her, her eyes lighting up brighter than the highlighter green shirt she was wearing.
"Uh oh."
(End Flashback)
It was a horrendous site as the group came upon the place where the house was sitting. What was once their place of comfort and shelter was now ablaze with roaring orange flames. At least half of the house was gone now, black ash scattered all over the ground.
"Oh my gosh, what are we gonna do?" Zoey screamed, asking no one in particular.
"All of my stuff is in there!" shrieked Lola.
Chase, trying to be rational, had a small idea, "Should we call the fire department or something?"
"A lot of good that's gonna do, you have to FLY just to get here! The whole house is gonna be gone by the time anyone gets here," Logan told them.
"Well, we need to call someone and tell them what happened. They can send help, we can go back to your place in Santa Barbara, and we can pretend this whole fiasco never happened," Lisa suggested.
"Great plan Lisa, except one thing: my cell phone is in my purse, which is in my room, which is in that FIERY PIT OF DEATH!" snapped Lola.
"Mine too," said Zoey.
"Same here,"
"Dido,"
"I've got mine," Vince offered as he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket.
"Yeah me too." Logan copied Vince's actions and held his phone up for emphasis. "Aw man!"
"What?"
"No service. Vince?" They all turned to Vince, praying that he would have better luck with his phone.
"Not a single bar."
"Great, so we're stuck here for THREE DAYS!" Zoey whined.
"Yeah and besides what we brought for the hike, all of our stuff has been burnt to smithereens!" Lola added. Those two always liked to look on the bright side of things (okay, not really).
The group had been sitting at the edge of the forest watching the fire for almost two hours now. They weren't sure of what to do now. They had no food, no shelter, and no comfort whatsoever as each of them sat on a big, ugly rock. At least another twenty minutes of silence went by before Michael couldn't take it anymore.
"I can't take this anymore!" he shouted, "This is flump."
"What's flump?" Vince asked while everyone else just groaned or rolled their eyes in frustration.
"Oh, it's a word I invented after I fell victim to the age old case of 'friend not giving you credit for inventing a word'!" he glared over at Logan.
"Well maybe if you or Chase would have helped me and saved me from getting beaten up by EVERY GUY IN OUR DORM, then I would have given you credit for inventing that stupid word," Logan retaliated.
"Oh come on Logan, it's not like you would have helped us if the situation was different and it would have been me or Michael about to get beaten up," Chase said.
"I beg to differ Chase, but I did help you! Well, I at least tried to," Logan pointed out.
"When?"
"When Vince over here and the entire football team were going to beat the living daylights outta you! I at least had the decency to try and help!" Logan told him, then after seeing the awkward look on Vince's face added, "No offense, Vince, hey that rhymed!" At first, Vince was slightly offended, but then the idiocracy of the end of Logan's sentence made him just laugh it off.
"You guys," Zoey started, "I'm glad we're all having a good time laughing at Logan's stupidity, but we still have nowhere to go, and it's almost dark." The suckyness (I'm pretty sure that's not a word, but it sounded like something one of them would say, so I figured it would be okay to use it) of the situation worsened as raindrops started to sprinkle from the sky. After a small chorus of "Aw man!" and "Grr….my hair!" from the girls, they got up and went back into the forest, looking for some form of shelter to protect them (and the girls' hair) from the rain.
As they trudged through the dirty, grimy forest, Michael and Logan proving their manliness by leading the way, it became more dense and dark with every step they took and the sky began to pour down what seemed like buckets of water. Chase, who could barely see through the thick leaves of the trees and the water dripping down his face, spotted something peculiar on the ground, unsure of what it was.
"Hey Michael, Logan, look out for that…aaah!" Chase's warning was too late as they stepped on whatever it was he saw and the ground came out from everyone's feet, causing them to fall in a downward spiral under the ground. Luckily, they landed on nice soft dirt and after recovering from their fall and walking a few steps in the pitch black room, they realized they were now sheltered from the rain.
"Where are we? What is this place?" Lola asked the questions that were on everyone's minds.
"I think it's like some kind of underground cave or something," Chase pointed out.
"I don't like caves, bad stuff always happens to people in caves, Chase," Zoey said. Chase held her hand in an attempt to comfort her.
"She's right dude, whenever there's a cave in a movie, the people inside always get trapped and murdered by psycho monsters…" Logan added, smirking at the fear he knew he was inflicting upon his friends. Zoey whimpered and the girls became silent, all clinging to their boyfriends.
"Man, stop scaring them. In case you haven't noticed, this isn't a movie, this is real life, and monsters don't exist in real life," said Michael.
"Oh, so you're telling me that ghosts are real but monsters aren't?" Logan responded.
"Duh! Everyone knows that!"
"Dude, that makes no sense at all."
"It makes perfect sense and you know it!"
They continued on with their bickering until everyone heard a loud crashing noise that sounded nearby, yet not too close to them, yet they couldn't tell on account of the fact that they couldn't see anything. Lola had been so distracted by Michael and Logan's argument that she hadn't noticed that she had let go of her boyfriend.
"Vince? Vince where are you?" Lola said in a very worried tone. "Vince? VINCE?!" She got no answer though, and they all began to worry.
They all began to call out to him, each only getting the response of their own voice being echoed through the cave walls. After a good ten minutes of yelling his name and doing their best (which was pretty bad considering the conditions they were currently in) to look for him, they gave up.
"He must've gotten taken by a cave monster." (I think we all know who said that)
A/N: So there was chapter 3! I apologize that it was shorter than the other chapters, but at least (in my opinion anyway) it had more action! Please review because you know you want to and you know I want you to too!
