I Would Rather Get Abducted By These Five Hotties Than Stay Home Alone

Atlantis is in the U.S.A ... Uhh don't you mean Atlanta?

Chapter 8 - Atlantis is in the U.S.A ... uhh don't you mean Atlanta?

Tara's P.O.V

Except for the most awkward lunch in the whole damn world, the day was pretty usual. People stared at me for being weird, Leo kept trying to find out where I had gone, not to mention kiss me again. I ended up avoiding him at all costs. Rachel kept trying to invite herself over to the new place to see the guys that I were 'living' with, like hell she was ever coming over.

It was after school now and I was waiting for Dean to get out of the orgy that I'm fairly sure he is having with the entire female student body. All I wanted to do was go back home, actually ... in truth I wanted to go see Haziel. I hadn't seen him in two weeks, he probably thinks I'm dead or something.

I waited for another five minutes for Dean to come out, he never did.

"Little a**hole," I mumbled under my breath before lifting myself off the bonet of his care and walking in the direction to the hospital. It was about a half hour drive from school to the hospital. So the walk would take about forever and a half!

I had been walking for about 20 minutes when a white van had pulled up beside me. Well this couldn't be good.

The window was done, exposing two boys with bloodshot eyes and snickering like hyenas, it was obvious they were high. Their breath reeked of alcohol and pot, I was surprised they could drive let alone see.

"hey baby, where are you going?" the one closest to me slurred, I walked to the furtherest side of the pathway, trying my hardest not to say a snide comment back.

"Hellooooo, pretty lady on the sidewalk! Where are you going?" He slurred again, his arm tried to reach out and grab me but I was too far away.

"To Atlantis," I replied coldly, hoping they would just leave me alone.

"Atlantis, thats a few states away," the one driving mused, "long way to walk, sure you don't want a ride?" he waggled his eyebrows at me suggestively.

I supressed a shudder, that was mega creepy.

"Dude, Atlantis is in the sea!" The one closest to me smacked his friend over the head.

For drunk and high idiots, they seemed pretty sober.

"Atlantis is in the U.S.A," the driver complained.

"Uhh ... Don't you mean Atlanta?" the closest one said.

The driver's brow furrowed in thought and I took that as my chance to fucking run. I turned on my heel and began to run back to school.

I heard a loud yell from behind me, "Hey where did the pretty lady go!?" One of the boys slurred. 

I couldn't helpo but chuckle a little at the idiots, but that was until I saw one of the scariests sights ever. Dean was on the sidewalk, he was running, no ... he was sprinting and his eyes were glaring right at me, "You are fucking dead!" he screamed at me.

"eep," was all I said before I turned on my heel once more and dashed like a f***ing cheetah, I don't want to die! I have so much to give! like chocolate flavoured gum and cookie dough mixed in with ice cream. Wait I think Baskin and Robins already did that, it was definately the best invention in the whole damn world.

I looked behind me just in time to squeal as Dean's body came crashing into mine. We hit the pavement, hard. And me being the unlucky one that I am, managed to scrape my exposed arm and the side of my torso where my shirt should have been.

The scrapes hurt like hell and I could already see the blood seeping through the skin. My head began to throb as I realised it must have hit the pavement too. Dean was soo gonna get it for doing this.