They Are The Last Hope...?

Calling Home

Anika, Charlie and Camlia wanted to find their siblings more than anything. They just kept searching. They simply refused to stop. The longer they searched, the more they fell apart. Sam stepped forward and called to them. "Guys, come here. Come on."

Camila ignored them, and kept searching through the rubble, while Anika paused for a second, and seemed to think about what they just said, and Charlie just started crab walking through the rubble. Sam knew Camila and Charlie weren't going to stop anytime soon, So they called louder, in an attempt to snap them back to the present. "I know it's hard, but please stop, you're only making it harder for yourselves!"

Camlia stood up, her back to Sam, but it was clear she was scowling dangerously, she turned sharply to face Sam, her face full of anger, frustration and fear. She started to yell. "What would you know?! Just because you don't care about your sister doesn't mean we don't! We don't even know who else could be dead, and you're just telling us to stop?!''

Sam stopped. But they didn't snap back at Camila. Out of nowhere, Anika spoke up, and said "Then instead of randomly scurrying around, we should find out how many people this bomb affected."

Charlie walked over to the rest of us, since she had been the furthest away. "A bomb? That's that what was? A bomb? "she asked. Anika turned to face Charlie, and said, "That's just that I thought of"

Charlie suddenly got a good idea, suggesting that they try to access our lockers, and get their phones to contact home, and see if they're families were ok. But that would be easier said than done, since when the bomb went off, the vibrations were so intense that it had the effects of an earthquake- the school was partly destroyed and they would have to push their way through the rubble to get to their lockers, assuming they were still intact.

They made their way down the double doors that led to the hallway where their lockers were located. The door was covered with rubble, like a barricade. Everybody glanced at each other, wondering who, if anyone, would lift the rubble. After at least a minute of silence, someone finally spoke, which was Charlie, and she said, "I nominate Sam"

Sam swiveled their head to look at Charlie, and responded with, "Me? The ONE injured person here has to do it?" Camilla jumped in next, siding with Charlie. "Well you offer to carry all our bags at sleepovers." she said. Sam crossed their arms, and said, "This is so much different, this is sooo much heavier! I can't lift that by myself."

Anika rolled her eyes, "they are so stupid" She thought. Sam, Charlie and Camila argued about who should lift it for at least three minutes, before Anika finally gave up on them trying to figure it out for themselves, so Anika cleared her throat loudly and obviously, giving them all a look.

Charlie instantly recognized the look. It was the You guys are so stupid, the answer is right in front of you look. Charlie gave it some thought, and instantly realized what the look was for. "ohhhhh" she said, after figuring it out.

Camila and Sam glanced up, they hadn't heard Anika clear her throat and didn't realise that there was a cleverer choice to make so they kept arguing. Anika cleared her throat again, much, much louder.

They finally heard, and turned to look at Anika. They both looked a little annoyed at her, since they were in the middle of their argument. "What is it?" Charlie asked Anika. Anika met her eyes, before saying "You guys are idiots, honestly."

Camila looked puzzled. "What is it this time?" She asked. Meanwhile, Sam was thinking about what variables they weren't considering. "Hm... oh! I got it! We all need to work TOGETHER to move the rubble!" They suggested. Anika just put her head in her hands, and shook her head. "Babes, no. Just no."