Who do I choose?• {Children of the Corn fan-fiction}•

Meeting them/2/

"Holly get up!" Tommy shouts. He opens the curtains making the extremely bright sun shine on me. I groan and roll off my bed hitting the ground.

"Why?" I ask annoyed. I just moved into this boring town full of corn from a city, I want to be lazy. "We have church" he says. I sigh and get up. I believe in god and all but I don't know. Like I do but don't. It's complicated. But hearing about it every Sunday is not fun. And I NEVER get a break.

I change into a white shirt with a light pastel yellow overall dress that has little white bunnies on it. I slipped on some white knee high socks and my dirty white chucks. After brushing my curly blonde I put it half up with a white ribbon.

Church service was done. "Hello" I hear a voice say. The person sounded like a girl, but when I turned around... SHE WAS A HE. He has dark brown hair and green eyes, his nose hooked over and his smile was weak. He was very short, shorter than me even, and his ears were shaped oddly. God was he hot. His bushy eyebrows, small eyes, and sagging face made him ten times cuter.

"Hey" I reply. "I'm Issac, this is Malachai, Amos, Joesph, and Rachel" he says.

"Nice to meet ya. I'm Holly and this is my brother Thomas." I say.

"Would you like to go to the cafe with us?" Rachel asks.

I look over at Thomas and he shrugs. "Sure" I say.

Malachai nods his head and starts walking, we all follow. We quickly arrive at the small cafe I saw yesterday. We take a seat at a big round booth in the corner. I sit next to Thomas and Rachel.

"What can I get you?" The waitress asks. Everyone orders and I get a strawberry milkshake.

Everyone was talking to each other in small groups. Malachai and Issac, Amos and Thomas and Joesph, Rachel and I.

"I love you hair" she says.

"Thanks" I reply.

"So where you from?"

"Chicago, Illinois"

"Really? What was it like? Did you live in an apartment? Why'd you move down here?" She asked quickly.

"Yeah, I loved it. There was soo much to do. I lived in an apartment, top floor next to my best friend. There was a floor above us that wasn't used and we had an escape area full of pillows and blankets and board games. We'd go up there when he didn't want to be by his family. But my dad said he wanted to move some where less busy" I reply.

"Ahh you're so lucky to have experienced that. I want to live in a city soo much."

We sat there for an hour before all deciding to go home.