Chapter 14-We're in the middle of the woods, and two Bad Boys are singing Frozen and Beyonce lyrics...
dedicated to Howling_Demon
"Ryker! Ryker"! We all yelled and our voices echoed.
We got Craig to come along, and he's being stubborn and cranky. We all had flashlights out and it shined ahead of where we were walking.
"He's back in the woods, I know he is" Vince said.
"No, he's at the Lake" Reece said.
"Guys, hes somewhere on the path"! Neil said.
They all started to argue about where he is, as their voices merged together and they started to get annoyed with each other.
I looked as Liz and Leah, and sighed.
"Guys! Guys! GUYS"! I yelled, then screaming at the end.
They all stopped and looked at me with anger, and continuing to send glares at each other.
"Okay, I haven't even known him that long, and I think Vince is right. He doesn't seem like the kind of guy to go somewhere obvious" I stated.
"I always knew you were my favorite" Vince smirked walking up to me and slinging an arm around my shoulders.
I rolled my eyes, and Reece said "He's my fucking brother! I think I know where he'd go"!
I narrowed my eyes at Reece "Really? The lake is only a mile down the hill, I don't think he'd make it that easy to find him. He's not that generous" sarcasm filled my tone.
"Ohhhhhhh, she told you"! Peter and Will both hollered.
"The sass is real"! Neil stated.
"Alright, can we go and find him already. It's 20 degrees outside, and the temperatures going to keep dropping!" Leah exclaimed, as she rubbed her hands up and down her arms, even though she had a coat on.
We all started to walk towards the back of the cabin where the wooded area was.
Vince continued to have his arm slung around my shoulder, as we walked, and Peter and Will walked ahead shining light with the flashlights, that each one of us carried.
"You're something else Thompson, you really are" Vince said.
I nodded and shined my light around at the trees "Yeah, I'm not your typical teenage girl".
"Have you ever been deep in the woods"? Neil asked curiously.
I chuckled "Have I? I love the woods, my grandfather owns a house up in the north-side, and I use to go there everyday in summer and go four-wheeling".
"Ahaha, that's where your driving skills come from" Will called back to me.
I laughed "Maybe. I flipped it so many times though".
"You what?! Doesn't that hurt"?! Liz exclaimed.
I shrugged "I mean I was a adventurous kid, I use to gun the four-wheeler when I turned and it resulted in flipping it, and crashing....let's just say the doctors at the hospital knew me by name".
"Yet you were a model? God, you had two separate personalities" Peter called back.
"The modeling I forced into by my dad, because we needed the money, but I got my personality from my mom" I stated and smiled at the thought of my mom.
"You miss her"? Leah asked, and I nodded "Of course...I mean she's my mom".
We continued to walk further into the pitch black woods, and Craig said annoyed "Let's just go back, he's obviously not here".
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Teen FictionIF YOU WANT A WELL WRITTEN GANG STORY: READ MY OTHER BOOK "RIDE OR DIE" This book is not well written, contains grammar errors, and overall super cliche. I was 13 when I wrote this. My other book is the same premise of this book but much more mature...
