Kidnapped

why do all the freaks like me?

   “Hey, hey, hey, hey!” Marisa squealed, “We’re in Italy. Why don’t we do something while we wait for them?”
          “Like what?” I asked.
          “Well, we should try to get away,” Liam said, “But that works too.”
          “We should go just walk around,” Harry said.
          “Okay,” I said. We started to walk around but it turned out that you get lost very easily, something I remembered from last time. “Fooooodd,” Marisa moaned like a goat.
          “Yes,” Liam said, “Food.”
          “I have an idea,” Harry said, grinning. “Follow me.” He began to walk away and we followed him to a restaurant. He walked in like he owned the place and just kept walking, without talking to anybody, straight into the kitchen.
          The cookers or whatever looked at us and said something that I didn’t understand.
          “Yeah we have no idea what you are saying,” Harry said, “But we want food.”
          They said something rude back, but I don’t know what.
          Harry took a leap at some bowl that had a lid on it at the same time that I dived for another one. Marisa and Liam both grabbed plates too and we ran. “Americans! Noo!” The cookers yelled.
          “Yes!” I yelled back and we ran and ran and ran until we lost them. Marisa sat down and greedily opened her lid. “Awwahh, I got meat.”
          Liam opened his, “NOODLES!”
          “Poo you,” Marisa said. “Please switch?”
          “You can have some…. But not all of them,” Liam said. Who knew that someone could love noodles as much as Marisa?
          Harry opened his, “Pizza!”
          I opened mine and saw that I too had noodles. Marisa gaped at me, “GIVE ME THEM!”
          “NO!” I screamed back. “I WANT THEM!”
          “But I love them!” She said, practically crying.
          “Um, what’s happening?” Liam asked.
          “I don’t know, but I think that I like it,” Harry responded.
          “GIVE. ME. THE. NOODLES.” Marisa said, stepping towards me.
          I felt all silly and mad. “I think that we are slappy happy.” I said.
          “Yes. But I want them.” She tackled me and we both fell onto the ground. “Liam save the noodles!” Marisa screamed.
          What was wrong with us?
          “NO!!!” I screamed.
          We wrestled for a while until finally the boys tore us apart, and we both fell onto the ground, unable to stop laughing.   
          “I…am so…..tired….” Marisa choked out, “And….hungryyy.”
          “And…my shirt…is bloody…” I complained back.
          We couldn’t stop laughing.
          After about five minutes we stopped, and casually sat up and began to eat. Marisa had some of Liam’s noodles and Harry and I shared my noodles and his pizza. “What was that?” Liam asked.
          “I don’t know,” Maria answered, and then she fell asleep.
 
 
 
          When I woke up, I looked around. I hadn’t really been paying attention to where we were because there was food there. We had just been sleeping on pavement, and we probably looked like teenage hobos.
          I stretched and saw Liam waking up. Occasionally, people would pass by and look at us and even say something in Italian that I didn’t want to know what meant.
          Soon, Harry and Kayla waked up. We started walking around again, looking for something to do.
          “We could try to run away,” Harry said.
          “To where?” Kayla asked.
          “We could try to find nice people like before to take us back,” I said. Then I bit my lip. “But truth is, I kind of don’t want to go back yet. We just got here.”
          Everyone nodded. Then Kayla said, “And plus, none of us can speak Italian.”
          “True dat,” Liam replied, nodding.
          We decided to go into a gondola. I sat down next to Liam and let him put my arm around me. “Don’t tip it over again,” He said to Kayla, who stuck her tongue out.
          We sat in there, bored, for a while until it stopped at a dock. We got out and walked around, looking at some churches and fountains and stores and stuff. Kayla and Harry kind of got separated from us, which was fine. I liked being just with Liam.
          I leaned against him as we walked and kicked a rock.
          “I feel like we were just here,” Liam said.
          “Me too,” I replied. “I know this sounds crazy, but I was kind of hoping we would get kidnapped again. It was awesome. Well, not the pain and freakish parts.”
          Liam laughed. “Yeah, me too.”
          We kept walking for a while, and when I looked up I saw Kayla and Harry nowhere in sight.
          “Where did they go?” I asked.
          “They probably found a cliff and are jumping from it,” He replied.
          “Probably,” I said. “I still have to talk to her about that.”
          Liam patted my arm.
          We walked around farther, and after a while I started getting nervous. What if they were kidnapped again?
          I heard chickens clucking and screaming in Italian. We ran forward to see an angry store man yelling at people that I couldn’t really see.
          “But it could be Emmalina’s cousin!” The girl was yelling.
          The guy started hitting her with a breadstick.
          “Stop it! St-stop!” Kayla yelled back.
          “What are you doing?” Liam and I both said.
          Kayla turned around and I saw that she was holding a brown chicken. Harry was just standing there, sighing.
          “Get out!” The man said in English.
          “Can I please bring the chicken?!” Kayla begged, falling down to her knees.
          “NO!” He yelled back, then continued whacking her.
          “Fine!” Kayla screamed back. “Bla aklasfd ajlasfa sasdfasdkl!”
          “Is that your attempt at Italian?” Harry asked.
          “Shhhh,” Kayla said, putting her finger to her lip.
 
 
          We walked away from the mean chicken man laughing. “What are we supposed to do now?” Marisa moaned, not sounding very happy.
          “I know what you could do,” A voice said and I froze. “I call Kayla.”
          Jean and company leapt out of the bushes and I saw Jean’s flying red hair coming at me. He was about two inches from me but Harry leapt in front of me and kicked him in the chest, causing him to fall to the ground.
          Liam began to fight and I saw Marisa looking around kind of like a lost puppy, but then she re-gained herself and began to fight too.
          Jean and Harry kept going at it and Raven grinned at me, taking a step towards me. “Now, now…” I said, “Simmer down.”
          He didn’t simmer down.
          He tried to punch me but I ducked. I wondered how there just happened to be no pedestrians whenever we got into a life or death situation.
          “Raven!” I heard Jean scream from his fight with Harry, “Switch with me!”
          Raven skipped over to Harry and he began to fight, and Harry was too distracted to help me as Jean came over. “I didn’t kill your brother, why are you so upset?” I asked, crossing my arms. I couldn’t fight, so sarcasm was really my only weapon.
          “Because Jason was actually my friend. I didn’t give a chapstick about Devin, but I actually liked Jason.”
          “A chapstick? And BROMANCE.”
          “What? No. Not like that.”
          “Mhhhhmmm.”
          That only seemed to make him madder, and his face turned the same color of his hair. “Shut up, bitch!”
          “That’s not appropriate!” I heard Marisa yell from her fight.
          “I don’t give a chapstick!”
          “How am I a bitch? What did I ever do to you?”
          “You killed two of my best friends.”
          “Well you tried to kill me…multiple times.”
          “You embarrassed me.”
          “You tied to me a pole!”
          “You made us get kidnapped!”
          “You KIDNAPED ME!”
          “Whatever. I hate you, okay? You’re mean, bitchy, not very smart, and kind of slutty.”
          “SLUTTY!?” I screamed at the same time I heard Harry scream, “HEY!”
          “Yes. Slutty. You date Harry, get kidnapped with Liam…”
          “I did nothing with Liam!”
          “Almost did it with Devin…”
          “That was by force!”      
          “Hit on Kerg.”
          “Okay, Kerg hit on me.”
          “And you obviously like me.”
          My jaw dropped. “Wait-wha? You think that I….you think that I…holy crap life just got confusing.”
          “Well, duh you like me, everyone knows it.”
          “Who’s everyone?”
          “All the pirates that I told. I mean, the feeling kind of goes both ways but…”
          “JEAN LIKES KAYLA!” I heard Marisa scream.
          “Wait what?” Liam asked.          
          “What!?” Harry screamed.
          “Yeah it’s news to me too.” I said, crossing my arms.