Fear. // Zach Mitchell {COMPLETED}

run.

I should have know it was a terrible idea. Babysitting two guys I didn't even know. But the dumbest of them was definitely staying with them when they ran off.

I need to start to learn out of the movies I watch.

These two guys are two of the weirdest and dumbest people you can think of.

Just driving into a part of the park where its clear, you're not allowed to go. You just not do it. Especially not when they say that your ride is now closed.

You go back and normally do something else. Why can't they just be normal.

We're driving since two minutes and im already freaking out because I don't know this area of the park.

I hate it when I don't know what i could be expecting. In this part of the park could be a dinosaur that gets through this glass we're surrounded in. 

That'd be horrible.

"Bad Idea, Bad Idea!" And still, that young boy is speaking my thoughts.

"Good Idea" I swear that guy is gonna get us killed. We are so gonna die today.

"No! We're gonna get arrested, they'll shave our heads and we are gonna have to make root beer in the toilet."

Man that boy seriosly needs to slow down with these weird movies.

"What are you talking about?" Wow for the first time in forever im the same opinion as Zach.

"I think you have a total wrong imagination of what's gonna happen when the'll find out about this" I said.

"What are you doing? Making him piss his pants even more? If so, youre really good at it" Zach hissed.

"What no? Im beeing agreeable! He's right! What were doing is in fact not allowed! And he better has the right imagination on whats gonna happen when they find out that the one that he has right now!"

He didnt answer. Means I've won this argument.

"There" He turned the 'Hamsterball' around, moving to the dinosaurs. "You see, I told you!"

Did not know who that was referred to now.

"You're welcome, Up close and personal to four-" He stopped talking for a second to think of the next part of the sentence. "dinosauruses"

I couldn't help but laugh out loud at his stupidity to either know what kind it is nor to know the plural of dinosaur.

He just glared at me. Now that's what I call a normal response.

"Ankylosaurus" Gray and I said at the same time. Him in a 'Mr-know-it-all' tone and me still half laughing.

"We shouldn't be here" Gray groaned in annoyence.

"Oh thank god" Couldn't help myself on that one.

"And there's five dinosaurs"

Wait what.

Isn't he supposed to be a genius or something?

"Aren't you supposed to be a genius or something?" Now that is the creepiest thing I've ever experienced.

"Look" he said as he pointed to each one. "one...two...three...four" he said with a smug look on his face, convinced he's right.

"Five" Gray said soundig weird. Well, even weirder than normal.

I looked up from my phone which I took out earlier to text Owen about my mental health while hanging out with these idiots.

I can surely remember him saying something like 'If they are anything like their aunt, then they're just crazy and better do not talk to them at all.'