All I Wanted (Zach Mitchell)

5

Gray runs ahead of us, and picks up a broken construction helmet. He starts to hyperventilate, but Zach takes the helmet and throws it aside.

"Guys, look," I say, pointing to the tipped over quad.

I walk up next to Gray, just to be stopped by Zach.

"You two stay here," He says, and walks forward. I grin down at Gray who rolls his eyes, and we follow him.

It looks like it was flipped, and I could only assume it was what chased us. It clicked a little while ago, that it was the Indominus Rex that Claire had mentioned so many times. 

I told the boys, and they said it was a stupid idea just to make a new dinosaur. Trust me, I agree.

We kept walking, and we found an old building. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Why does this seem familiar?" I muttered, walking past the boys and through the doors.

As soon as I stepped foot in the building, I immediately remembered.

The boys walk in from behind me and start to look around.

"It's the old park," I say, getting their attention.

Zach picks up an old plastic tooth, and wraps the banner around it.

"You still got those matches?" He asks, and Gray nods. He pulls them out and I cock an eyebrow.

How did those manage to stay intact after the waterfall. I mentally shrug and follow Zach, holding our makeshift torch.

We walk around, the fire illuminating our path. I look over at Zach who was looking at a raptor painting on the wall. 

The torch lit up the whole side of his face, making the beads of sweat visible as well as his razor sharp jaw line. I feel like that boy was made in lab or something, because I cannot find one single flaw.

Gray nudged me, and I look down to see him smirking. I blush and walk forward, looking for anything useful.

I was ahead of the boys, and I heard them talking in hushed voices. Me being the polite person I am, let them have their privacy and walking ahead  a little more.

I came a across a door, and tried opening it. The knob turned so it must be stuck. The boys rounded the corner, and saw my troubles.

Zach started forward and I held a hand out. "I got this," I say, determined. He holds his hands in surrender, and backs up.

I take a deep breath and kick the door open, it flies open, hitting the wall behind it.

"You picked a good one," I hear Gray whisper, but I pretend not to hear it as I enter the room.

I look around to see a garage with two cars. But not just any two cars.

Gray runs up behind me and stares at the one jeep in awe.

 "1992 Jeep Wrangler Sahara," Me and Gray whisper, eyes wide.

I heard Zach chuckle. "Nerds," He says, and I stick my tongue out at him.

"Hey Gray, remember when we fixed up Grandpa's old malibu?" Zach asked. 

We walk back to the overturned quad, and remove the battery, hoping it would start up the old jeep.

"Here, take this," Zach says, handing Gray the battery. 

"You're stronger than me," Zach says with a smile, and Gray takes off with an ear to ear grin on his face.

"I knew you had a sweet side," I say, making him look at me.

"I just had to find it is all," I explain with a smile, before walking towards the old park.

I sat at the opening of the garage, back to the wall, watching them fix up the jeep. It had been a couple hours now. And if I knew anything about cars, I would be helping them.

 But... I don't. 

I remember one time Owen tried teaching me a bit about motorcycles, and how to drive them. It was fun and all, but let's just say I'm the reason he has some 'touching up' to do.

I smiled a little, thinking about all the moments Owen and I shared together as soon as I arrived on the island. We immediately became close to one another. Claire advised I shouldn't hang out with him after their disaster of a date, but I still did anyway. I mean, what happened between them stays between them and I don't get involved. I made that perfectly clear to her before they went on the date.

I heard a rustling in the trees that took me out of my thoughts.

"Do you think it's out there?" Zach asked. 

I mentally facepalmed.

"I mean, because I know for sure it isn't out there. We are totally safe," He said reassuringly, after seeing terror come over Gray's features.

I inwardly sigh in relief, and appreciate at the fact Zach is actually acting like a good brother.

I yawn, and felt my eyes droop. I was so tired, Claire had me up at 5:30 this morning.

Stupid Claire. 

Before I knew it, I fell asleep on the garage floor.

"Alright, turn it over!" I hear Zach say, and the jeep roar to life. I open my eyes to see Zach and Gray cheering. 

I scramble to my feet and over to the passenger side and jump in.

As I buckle my seatbelt, Gray says from the back seat, "Didn't you fail your driver's test?"

My eyes widened as I looked at Zach.

"You what now?!" I yell. Zach laughs, that almost makes me melt in my seat.

"Don't worry sweetheart," He looks over at me as my eyes widen at the nickname.

 "Only the driving part," He winks and speeds out of the garage.

We were driving for about thirty minutes, and I trusted Zach knew what he was doing when he was driving. I was bouncing my leg up and down out of habit, but a warm hand was placed on my knee to stop it from moving.

"Calm down," Zach says with a chuckle. I felt heat rush to my face, and I look out the window.

I glance at the rearview mirror to see freaking pterodactyls. Just great.

"DRIVE!" I yell. Zach furrows his eyebrows, then sees the birds and takes off.

Thankfully, gate 5 came into view. I sigh in relief.

We start screaming and honking to let us in.

We arrived at the gate and entered the park to see complete and utter chaos.