--VC--
I set my stuff down in my room after greeting everyone in the Crafting Squad. I was tired and bored. I sighed and sat down on my bed. I pulled out a large photo album, the only true piece of my life that I had. I opened the book, staring at the memories inside. Pictures of Rachel and I, Mrs. Holly, even the meaner kids. My lip quivered a little at some of the older kids that had left. I set the book down beside me, allowing a single tear to fall. Those were my idols as a young child. Now, their just gone.
Someone knocked on the door then. I looked up as Storm came in. "Hey" I said. She sat next to me. "Are you ok?" she asked. I nodded, a small grin on my face. Storm didn't look convinced. "What's that?" she asked, pointing to the photo album. I stared at the book. "Just pictures" I said. She reached over me and grabbed the book. I didn't care. She opened to the beginning and stared at the pictures. I just looked away. Storm flipped through the book until she came to a picture of me in my room. In the picture, I had puffy eyes and red cheeks. My arms were wrapped around my knees, with short blonde hair framing my small face. Storm ran her finger along the edge of the photo, outlining the sillouette. I could only stare as Storm turned to me. "How old is this?" she asked. "Two years or so" I replied. She closed the book and wrapped her arm around my shoulders. I just hugged her. I was happy being next to her, but I don't know why. I shrug it off and just enjoy the moment.
Storm pulled away after about a minute. We stared at each other, and Storm turned away blushing. I just sighed. "Sooo, what do we do now?" I asked. Storm shrugged. She stood up and I followed. "You wanna go somewhere?" she said. I shrugged. "Where though?" I asked. Just then, I fell to the ground. I screamed a little as I hit my head on the floor. Jen had tackled me, AGAIN! She lauughed as she climbed off of me. "What was that for?" I asked. Jen still had crumbs around her mouth from the cookies she ate. I face-walled.
"So what do you want to do?" Jenny asked. I shrugged. storm was still blushing a little. "The arcade?" She said. "Alright" Jen said. I tilted my head a tad. "Arcade?" I asked. Jen's mouth dropped. "You haven't been to an arcade?" She said. I shook my head. She grabbed my wrist and started dragging me to the stairs. I screamed a little as I tumbled down the stairs, Jen pulling me the whole way. "Where are we going?"I asked. Jen grinned. "TO THE ARCADE!!!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. I could see Winnie and Pysch staring at us from the living room, and poor Storm running to catch up with us.
Jen pulled me outside and into the car. Storm slipped into the backseat as we pulled out. Jen had a grin that could only belong to a pyschopath. I just went along for the ride. Storm was holding onto the seat for dear life. I laughed as the arcade sign came into view. We parked and Jen jumped out of the car. "Lets go play some games!!!" She shouted before running. I shook my head as Storm and I ran inside.
The first thing I noticed is that it was dark. Really dark. Jen had run off to who knows where, and I couldn't see my hand five feet in front of my face! Storm was only a sillouette, and the only lights were the soft glows from vintage video games. It all felt like something put of a story, with a ring of challenges surrounding a prize counter, which was covered with stuffed animals and stickers. Ot seemed like a nice place, but I didn't have time to think before I was dragged into the depth of the dark maze.
--Ian--
I walked out with Mitch, laughing about the last video we had recorded. We were headed to an arcade near here for some free time. I needed the break after thinking about the mystery girl and recording. I stepped into the car, Mitch sitting behind the wheel. "You ok dude?" He asked. I shrugged. "I don't know anymore," I replied. Mitch pulled put and we headed to the arcade.
The drive was quiet, but the arcade was anything but that. Kids stared at the bright screens of arcade machines, sometimes raging when they lose on the first level. Mitch got tokens as I waled around. I saw two girls watching a third play Pac- man, but I couldn't see their faces. One seemed familiar. The girl playing finally lost, and the other girls laughed. Wait, I had heard that laugh. I looked as one of the other girls sat down. She had short blonde hair and a blue hoodie, but she didn't look familiar. Then the other girl who was standing moved closer to the screen. She had longer hair, with glasses and some freckles under her cheeks. That was her, the girl from Pax. This wasn't happening. This was too good to be true. I backed up a little before turning and running to find Mitch.
