Livin' In Paradise (A Magcon Fanfic)

Chapter 8

Kaylor's POV

Wednesday went by pretty fast. Today, it's Thursday, the day I go to youth group. Youth group is the highlight of my week, except for this week, cause tomorrow I go to Magcon!
"Bring!!!" The bell for school goes and I rush to class. Today, my first class is Math. Nash isn't in Math with me, but I know someone in my class. Her name is Kat, and we hang out sometimes. She's kinda famous now, since her boyfriend is Brent Rivera.
"Hey Kat, is Brent coming to this Magcon tour?" I ask her when the teacher stops talking.
"Ya, and I am too! Are you going?" She replies.
"Yeppers! I'm really excited!" I whisper to her, cause the teacher give me a look. Kat smiles, and returns to her work. I do the same.
By the end of the day, I am really tired out. I had volleyball practice from 3:10-4:45, and now I have to get ready for youth. I send Nash a quick text before I hit the shower:
Do u wanna come to youth this week? It's free!
It takes him a minutes to reply, but when he does, I get excited.
Ya sure! What time does it start?
6-9. I can't wait now!! I reply.
His reply is only a smiley face. I laugh and start my shower.
An hour later, I'm at my church, waiting for Nash.
You coming? I texted him as I wait.
"Are you waiting for someone?" Jon, the youth pastor asks.
"Ya, it's Nash. He came a couple weeks ago, but then he was on tour, so he couldn't come." I turn to look back at the doors. A few seconds later, Nash walks through the doors.
"Wow, I haven't been here for a while. It's been like, 2 months!" He exclaims.
"Ya, it's been awhile. It's good to have you back though." I smile, and he returns it. Five minutes later, we were playing a game called Grog. What you had to do is, there is a guy dressed in black playing Grog, and you have to find all of the pieces to your coloured flashlight and shine it in his face before the game is over. Each team has a coloured flashlight. If the Grog finds you and catches you, then you go into another room, jail, and wait two minutes before you can go back and play. It's not a very complicated game, but it's pretty scary.
Nash and I, we were on the hunt for the flashlight. We had some of our teammates behind and in front, scouting for us.
"Found another piece!" Nash whispered to me in the dark.
"Is it blue?" I asked, just to make sure it was ours.
"Ya, it's blue. Let's keep looking." He replied and started to walk again, and I followed.
A few minutes later, we heard a terrible sound.
"It's the Grog!" I scream.
"Run, run for your lives!!!" Nash grabs my hand a drags me away, under a table. We sit there for a few minutes. Then Grog comes into sight. He searches the area, very slowly.
"He's going to find us." I whisper over to Nash.
"Well, let's hope not." He whispers back and squeezes my hand. I didn't realise that we were still holding hands. His hands were sweating, probably because it was getting really hot in here. The Grog stood in front of our table. We cowered inside.
"Just don't let him touch you. Seeing you doesn't do anything. He has to touch you." Nash whispers really quietly to me. I just nod. Soon, we see the Grog start to leave. Then I can't see him anymore. Nash climbs out of the table first, and he helps me up after. We tiptoe out beside the table and...something touches both of our shoulders. We turn around, and it's the Grog.
"Go to jail, your friends are waiting for you." The Grog speaks in his terribly low voice. I laugh.
"Hey Logan, I didn't know that you were the Grog." I say to him, and he groans.
"Nobody was supposed to find out! I was supposed to be a mystery person!" He exclaims. Logan is one of our youth leaders. He's really energetic, and also really funny. His girlfriend is one of our family friends.
"C'mon guys, off to jail you go." Logan says in his normal voice.
A few minutes after our jail time is done, we are back looking for flashlight pieces. We have 4/6, so we need two more pieces.
"Here's one." I say to Nash, and give him the piece. It's a battery. "Just one more piece." I say, and we keep looking.
"Grog, the Grog is coming!" Somebody runs from the direction that we are heading.
"Where do we hide?" I ask.
"Under this table. It's darker over here. We should be safe." Nash tells me. I nod and follow.
Soon the Grog is in sight, and he seems more determined to find everyone than last time.
"Kaylor, look. The last flashlight piece." Nash point to an object, about 2 metres away from where we are hiding.
"I can't grab that, he'll see me." I exclaim, and look for Grog again. He moved closer.
"When he's not looking, grab that piece. Then we can shine it in his face..."
"And then we win." I finish Nash's statement. "Distract him." I say, more determined than ever to get that piece and win. Nash grabs a rock, and I don't know where he got that from, and throws it to the left, away from me and the piece. The Grog goes to take a look, and I rush out from under the table, grab the piece and run back.
"Do you think he saw me?" I ask
"Ya, cause he's coming over here. Quick, the piece!" I throw the piece to Nash and he grabs it and screws it on.
"One, two, three!" We jump out from under the table and shine the light in the confused Grog's face.
"We win!" I hug Nash and we celebrate for a bit. Then Jon brings us all into the "jail" room.
Jon talks for a bit about bravery and courage, and why these things are important. It was a really good message, and I even took notes on all of the important things.
When Jon is done talking, we are dismissed to play floor hockey in the gym, or get food from the food shack upstairs. Of course, we chose floor hockey.
"I'm going to sweep the floor with you!" Nash says. We are on separate teams.
"Oh ya? Look at your puny team! You fit in perfectly with them!" I return and grab my stick. Nash glares at me, and can't help but laugh. We get into formation, and the game starts.
In the end, my team wins, with me having scored the most goals. I get to rub it in Nash's face, and I do, until he is dropped off.
"Bye Nash! See you tomorrow!" I say out of my teal punch bugs rolled down window. He just waves. I drive a few houses down, and park in the driveway. When I walk into my house, everyone is asleep, so I just fall into my bed and sleep. I have a long day tomorrow.