"Cool. Wanna hang out sometime? I kinda have to go right now..." Treazure looked at her green watch. "Sure" I bit my tongue and wrote my number on a piece of paper, folded it, and set it on top of her head before she could walk away. Aaron glared at me as if I was an alien. "I wish I could exchange numbers that easy with girls..." He grumbled. Declan and Adam were talking away, Noah's group were... Screaming? Yelling? I didn't know what to call it. They were yelling at each other, not words, but more like moans... Or zombie talk. I ignored them and got on my phone to check Facebook, twitter, Instagram. Everything I need in life. Suddenly I got a call. 666 were the first three numbers. I found it strange but answered anyways. "Hello?" I asked. There wasn't an answer. Not an actual response anyways. The reply to my question was a scream, like someone getting murdered or beaten screaming.
