Murder (Team Crafted Fan Fiction)

Chapter One- Off to the Cabin

ADAM POV

I grabbed my suitcase from the baggage carousel and pulled out my phone. The others should be landing soon. I texted them in a group chat.

Adam: Hey guys! Just landed! Do you want me to chill here or go get the cars?

I waited for a response.

Ty: My flight is delayed for half an hour. Other than me, everyone else is on a plane. I would go get the cars dude.

Adam: kk thanks

I put my phone away and headed for the transfer bus to come. I took a look at the notes I scribbled down from the Skype call. Burbank Car Rentals. Their bus just pulled up. I hurried on and sat my bags down.

The Denver airport flew out of my sight. I would come back with one of the cars to pick the boys up, but it still felt weird looking at it through the back window.

The cabin Ian found was pretty awesome. It meant a week with no internet or cell phones, but it was worth it to see all my best friends again. Jason, Ty, Ian, Quinton, Mitch, Jerome, and Seto. Just us and a few strangers staying in a cozy cabin in the mountain tops.

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"Here are your keys sir; have a great vacation!" The lady handed me the keys and I went outside. I took one set of keys and pressed the unlock button. A Nisson Versa's lights went off. I hurried over. (A/N I'm not good with cars so ya.......)

I put my suitcase in the back and jumped into the driver's seat. I sighed. I've been up since five this morning traveling. I may live really close to the Rockies, but the storm made the flight even longer. I guess that's what's keeping Ty.

I pulled out and decided to get something to eat. Jason's plane will be landing in few minutes, so I got him some popcorn chicken from KFC.

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"Hey dude! It's been a while!" Jason said as I helped him with his bags. I slammed the trunk door shut and drove back to the car rental.

"This is awesome! I can't wait to see the guys." I said, buckling my seat belt as I merged into traffic.

"I am starving! That airplane food is crap!" Jason complained. I dropped the KFC bag to his lap. He opened it and took a bite of the chicken. He frowned.

"Dude, this is cold." I shrugged and tried to hide a smile. "You said you were hungry! You get what you get!" He laughed and put the bag away.

"Hey! I spent a good six bucks on that! You're gonna eat that or...or I'm going to cook Jeffrey instead!" I threatened. Jason gasped.

"You wouldn't dare eat him! He's so cute!" I burst into laughter. Jason cracked a smile and tried to act serious.

"Aw man I just realized something. You can't drive the car yet, can you?" Now I'll have to make another trip back here.

"Nope. I gots a license!" To prove it, he pulled out his wallet and showed me. "Awesome! You're picking up the next guy. I'm too lazy to." Jason shrugged. "Oh well. Driving is fun." I moaned. "Not when we are going to drive three hours up a mountain."

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"Great so we're all here!" Quinton said as he hopped into my car. All of Team Crafted was here. Jason and I were going to meet up at a gas station near the interstate. Then up the mountain we go.

"Everyone say goodbye to the airport!" Ty said as he waved to the airport. Jerome laughed and did the same. I waved my hand for a split second to Denver Airport as I turned to the main road.

"So fish, how was it?" Quinton sighed. "Please don't start Jerome. I am not a fish. I. Am. An amphibian." Jerome and Ty laughed like little girls. This was going to be a looooong trip.

"There they are!" Quinton pointed out his window. Ian and Mitch were standing outside the car and filling up with gas. I pulled in.

"Jayrome! Fish, Ty, Sky what's up!" Mitch said as we pulled up in the spot next to them. Jerome and Quinton rolled down their windows while I filled up the car with gas. It was already three quarters full, but better safe than sorry.

I couldn't make out what they were saying, but Mitch said something about Power Moves and the Duke. I laughed to myself. When the machine clicked, I put it away and got back in the car. I waved to the others and Jason pulled out. Ian was with him and knew the directions to get there. I was going to follow them.

"What did Mitchie say?" I asked. The clicking of seat belts went through the car.

"Nothing much. Just Mitch being Mitch." Jerome replied. I sighed and followed Jason. We had just gotten onto the interstate when Jerome asked, "Are we there yet?" I sighed loudly. I should have grabbed some aspirin.