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~Chapter 6~

Jerome barges in the bathroom, and stomps around trying to seem big and bad. He places his hand on the cabinet door, and a tiny squeak emits from it. I can almost hear the smirk on Jerome's face, and he opens it and yells, "FOUND VIKKY!" I almost laugh before covering my mouth, and listening for his footsteps in case he's coming towards me. I hear Vikk getting out of the cabinet, and a footstep in my direction. "Maybe we should check the closet outside," Vikk says, getting Jerome's attention. "Maybe someone hid there." He says.  I guess Jerome did some sort of motion to agree, because I hear two pairs of footsteps leaving the bathroom. Thanks, Vikk. Or maybe he's planning to scare me to death. Who knows, at least Jerome hasn't found me....Yet.

I hear a door open and a very- manly scream come from the hallway, and it echoes around the bathroom. I start laughing, as I come out of the shower nearly falling and taking the curtain down with me. I come out of the bathroom to see Jerome lying on the ground like a deer in headlights. Everyone else has come from their hiding places to, and are laughing at Jerome.  I can't help but laugh too. "Wait- who scared him?" I ask, looking at Vikk. He stops laughing to the best of his ability to a smirking Mitch. Knew that was comin'.  Mitch is just looking at Jerome as if this was the best prank plan on Earth. Preston has finally gathered himself, and Me, Vikk, and Rob are the only ones still laughing. Mitch sticks his foot out, and pokes Jerome's side with the tip of his shoes.

Jerome jumps up making us jump back. "Oi, I'm not dead yet!" He stifles a laugh before brushing off his pants and fully standing up. He looks around slowly. "Well, I found all of you." He shrugs. "I win!" He yells, throwing his arms up. "Whatever you wanna think, biggums." Mitch says, silently laughing. Jerome rolls his eyes and mocks Vikk. "Let's check the closet maybe someone's hiding there!" He stops and holds his arms out. "Yeah! Death!" Everyone laughs for a minute, before everyone goes into yet another awkward silence. For the 4th time tonight. Mitch clears his throat, and looks around. "We could um, watch another movie, and then we could drive you all home? It's kind of late." We all nod, and Vikk speaks up. "And it is still raining, so maybe we should try to wait till it lightens up."

 Jerome looks at Vikk too, and he adds, "Yeah, Mitch and I have errands to run all day tomorrow, so sadly you guys can't sleep over or anything, or you'd have to wake up at like, 6. am. And it's already..." Jerome says looking for his phone in his pockets, forgetting we left them all downstairs. "1:23." Rob answers for him, looking at his light up watch. Jerome narrows his eyes at Rob's watch, before shaking his head dismissing whatever he was thinking. "Okay, what movie?" Mitch asks, clapping and  rubbing his hands together. Everyone goes silent. "We don't know what movies you have." I say. Jerome sighs. "We have..." Mitch pauses and thinks. 

"Wait-" Vikk snaps Mitch out of his train of thought. "Can we even watch a movie due to the storm?" He asks. "It should... Just no netflix or anything I don't think." Jerome answers. "We have inception and fight club?" Mitch says out of the blue, finally remembering some movies they own. Everyone shouts they want to see fight club, and Jerome starts yelling at us. "You idiots!" He yells as we all shut up. "The first rule of fight club is to not talk about fight club!" He yells looking at us as if we just shot his cat. I furrow my eyebrows and look at Jerome. "But there is no fight club." I counter. He raises an eyebrow and smirks. "Well played."

"LAST ONE DOWN STAIRS HAS TO FIND THE MOVIE!" Jerome yells, sprinting past all of us downstairs. We all run downstairs, and jump on the couches landing on top of each other. Some of us, including me, mutter an 'ow' from underneath the dog pile. We all move and sit like normal people as we see Mitch walking past groaning. "You're all sandstormers." He mumbles, flicking Preston's ear. "Why me!?" He yells, putting his hand up to his ear. Mitch just shrugs and keeps walking. "You were the closest." Preston makes a girly offended noise and puts a hand to his heart. "Darude." He scoffs sarcastically. 

Mitch comes back into the room with the movie in his hand with the smile of a winner on his face. "I was victorious, boyo's." He pops the movie in, and we all disperse along the other couches so it's not crowded. I run upstairs and grab multiple blankets from the 'death' closet and go back downstairs and give them to everyone while Rob's in the kitchen popping popcorn. He hands everyone a bowl once he's done, and we all sit back as the movie starts. We watch the movie peacefully as what sounds like armageddon is happening just outside. Lets just hope it clears up soon.

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