Dauntless High

Run!!!{part 1}

"RRRUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I hear Uriah yell as we run for our lives.

"Were gonna die!!!" Will yells and runs ahead of me.

Ugh. I wish I had longer legs. Everyone is running around me and I try to speed up to catch up to Christina. We run for a while until we reach my house. We zoom inside and everyone throws themselves in front of the door. I can hear pounding on the other side. I look around and find my desk. With the help of Four, i push it against the door. Everyone moves out of the way. I can still hear the pounding from the other side. We made the wrong choice by coming here.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~6 hours before~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"WAKEY WAKEY EGGS AND BAKEY!!!!" I hear Marlene yell from the kitchen.

"Five more minutes!?!?!" I yell back.

She doesn't respond and then I feel someone lick my face.

"Eeeewwwww!" I yell and get up.

I see Marlene holding a dog and the boys are behind her. I lay back down and clothes my eyes. WAIT!!!! WHAT???

"A dog?!?!??" I yell.

"We found him in the street. He was behind a big garbage can thing and we decided to bring him here. He looked cold so we let him have your coat." Will explains to me.

"Are you mad?" Four asks

"Are you really asking that??? IVE ALWAYS WANTED A DOGGY!!!!!!!" I yell.

I look around my room to find Shauna and Christina still asleep. I shake Shauna awake and I grab the dog. I put his face near Christina's and he starts to lick it.

"Will, stop." She says. The dog keeps on licking and she opens her eyes.

"AAAAAHHHHHH. ITS GONNA KILL US. WERE ALL GONNA DIE. EEEEEEWWWWWW IT LICKED MY FACE!!!!!!!" Christina yells as she runs outside even though she only has a robe on.

We all go into the living room and Christina comes back in seconds after she left.

"I just realized that I don't have any makeup on OR fashionable clothes." She says as she sits next to Uriah and Marlene. We explain to her the whole story about the dog and that.

"And, um, yeah." I finish off. "What should we call it???" I ask.

"Can we even keep it?" Christina asks.

"We probably can. I've always wanted to play with a dog. I can mess around with him." Zeke says.

"Okay. Since we can keep him, what should we name him?" I ask

(A.N. What should we name him?)