How It Began (Sjin and MintyMinute)

Sjin's POV

NO! My first lesson of the day was Science! I hate science because I already knew everything about science up to GCSE level. My dad is a general scientist. Every morning I would beg my parents to let me stay home and miss my first two lessons which were science and french. Unfortunately, it never worked because my parents wanted me to have a perfect attendance and be top of the class. I wasn't so keen on french because after living in France for 5 years I was practically fluent in french. After a few minutes, I was sitting at my desk waiting for the lesson to start.

"Ok class, today we are going to learn about the elements. Please turn to page 23 about the basic elements." I slowly opened the book and turned to page 23. "Paul, can you please explain to us what elements are." I stood up and huffed.

"Elements consists of only one kind of atom that cannot be broken down into a simpler type of matter by either physical or chemical means. They can exist as either atoms or molecules."

Excellent Paul. You may sit." I slumped back onto my chair and rested my head against the table. Without realizing, I soon fell asleep. I woke up to the sound of an alarm. I looked around and I couldn't see anybody around me. All I could see was smoke filling the room from a nearby fire. I quickly ran to the exit... to find some fire behind it. Welp, I'm screwed. I turned around and tried to find another way out. I've got it! The window's. I can just climb out them and jump out... maybe not the best idea. I turned on the taps and started to flood the lab. Fire extinguishes in water right? If my theory is correct then I should be fine as long as I stay in this room. Wrong again. The ceiling started to crumble and the ground was shaking.

"YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME! AN EARTHQUAKE AND A FIRE!?!?" I looked around the lab, hoping to find something useful that might save my life, when I heard someone crying. When I was sure that I wasn't alone in here I tried to find the other person.

Minty's POV

I hid in the storage cupboard in the lab hoping that it'll protect me from the fire. I peeked through the window every now and then to see if anyone was there to help me but unfortunately, the window was too small for me to see the entire room. I scrunched up in the corner and started to cry. Am I going to die in here right now? Is anyone going to know that I'm missing? Will anyone bother to come and find me? These thought's raced throungh my head as I cried. Suddenly, the floor started shaking and things fell off the shelves. Is this an earthquake? Maybe I am going to die today. Did God make this happen? Does he want me to die (No offence to people who are religious. Please don't hate me)? I suddenly heard the door open and someone standing there. It was the smartest kid in school, Paul Sykes. But what is he doing here? Why isn't he with the others? Did he come here to find me or is he also trapped in this room?

"Anya?" He knows my name? How? "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be with the others?"

"I was going to ask you the same question. Would you mind closing the door?" He stepped in and closed the door. He then sat down beside me and started cheering me up.

"I'm sure that someone will come save us. We just have to believe." I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah. By the way, how did you find me?"

"When I was looking around the lab I heard someone crying so I tried to find where it was coming from and it lead me here." I stopped crying and we just talked like nothing was happening. After a few minutes the lights suddenly went out and the only thing that was lighting up the storage cupboard was the fire outside. Without thinking, I wrapped my arms around Paul and hid in his chest. He put his hand onto the back of my head and held me closely. "It's ok. As long as I'm here, I will protect you." I continued hiding in his chest. The earthquake started again and I could hear the things on the shelves rattling, about to fall. I looked up and saw a big carton of washing up liquid about to fall down onto my head. I watched as it fell. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain. After a few seconds I opened my eyes to see Paul holding the carton of washing up liquid.