POV: Emily
I look past Sean to see Darcy, standing there, her short brown hair perfectly still even thought there was a breeze. She stared ahead looking at seemingly nothing, with a terribly intimidating smile, not a pretty, cute smile but a smile that makes your blood freeze in your veins. Sean was just looking around, puzzled, dressed like he was just at a semi-formal dance.
"Who's all here, anyway?" (pause) "Dessie, Hunter, Jenna, Sean, Darcy. Hey, where's Gavin and Jaelynn!? Why aren't they here?!" I ask.
"I'm right here, and ready to rock," Gavin appears and flashes a peace sign that I return. He has black hair, curly and longish to his neck. He then does an air guitar that looks impressive.
"Hullo, darlings! Your Jaelynn is here!" says the girl with neon orange hair. Her emerald eyes shining as she appears from behind Gavin. Well, this will be interesting.
"Where exactly is here?" Sean asked, as is asking if it might snow.
"Death City, Nevada, Duh!"
"Well, it sure doesn't look like it, smart aleck," Sean said in a cool tone, glaring at me.Darcy interrupts, "Stop acting cool Sean, anyone who stays around you long enough will know you're a geek anyway."
"Hey, SHUT UP, Darcy," he says back.
" Anyway, Darcy good job, Sean we actually are in Death City, Nevada, and you two should get along. You are partners," I comment.
"I happen to have a girlfriend, Emily, and she is waiting for me back at the high school."
"You wish," Darcy interjects.
"SHUT UP!!!!"
"Too bad we're stuck here, so everyone just get along, don't die, and maybe we will be able to leave at some point."
"MAYBE?!?!?!?!?" says Sean, a slightly crazed look in his eyes.
"No problem, for me." Darcy replies.
"Well I have no freaking clue how we got here, Sean!" I say, slightly hysterical, and ignoring Darcy, " I have people to get back to, too!"
"THAT'S THE PROBLEM!!! Here we are in the middle of Nevada, no food or water, and we have no idea how to get out!!!" Sean practically screams in my face.
"Sean we are in a city right now, so there's no need to worry about food." I point out.
" I can see that, but how are we supposed to know that means there is food?"
"A city has people, and people need food." Darcy replied simply as the rest of the mismatched group stare at us, "It's just logic."
"That and there is a food truck across the street," I said smirking and pointing to a Mexican food truck about 20 feet away.
"You worry about the weirdest things, Sean," Darcy stated.
"Hey, anyone who knows me knows I eat a lot," he retorts.
"Wait, where's the albino. Wait where did he go!?" I exclaimed looking around slightly frantic. I have a lot of stress and was about to get violent.
"CRAP!!!" yelled Sean, kicking a parked car, only achieving a painfully stubbed toe. Luckily the alarm didn't go off.
"Who kicks something made of metal?" Darcy asked, while looking up into the sky, as if seeking answers from above."I do, obviously," said Sean, wincing painfully, and looking at his foot for signs of swelling.I noticed in my rage that my eye began to twitch, no wonder, since I'm about to blow.
