Chapter 18: The Basement

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"Joshua, do you have your phone?" Taylor asked from the front seat, as we were driving in the direction of whatever movie theater Kendrick was taking us to. I don't think it was the one Jason took me to, because we have to go in the opposite direction for that; but Ken is probably going this way because it's close to Taylor's house, so the drive to take her back home and take us home as well wouldn't be as long.

I turned to Josh to see if he'd actual talk, because he looked pretty mad since he got into the car. He pulled his phone out of his back pocket and pressed the power button to open it, "It's going to die by the time we make it there, why?"

"Of course," Taylor scoffed, and I could see her roll her eyes before she turned to look out the window. "You can never be prepared for anything."

"You have your own phone," He reminded with an eye roll.

"Yeah, but mine only had like five percent left," She told him, as if it was okay for hers to have a low battery, when it was such a bad thing for Josh to have a low battery percentage.

"And? What does that have to do with me?" He asked, and I could really tell this was going to turn into a fight. I don't get what Taylor's problem is with Josh, but she seems like she's always starting problems with him, considering how this is going. Either that, or Josh is just that angry that he's taking it out on her. I'm on Josh's side here though, because I don't see why she's getting all mad just because his phone is dying - not like it's her phone.

"I was going to just use your phone to call someone,"

He scoffed, "Who? Your other -"

"Joshua shut up!" She snapped quickly, turning around in the chair to face him. "I don't want to hear anything from you for the rest of the ride to the movies."

Wow, now she's acting like she's his mom and he's a little kid that just did something bad. He didn't say anything, just turned away from her and looked out the window. I pushed myself forward and hugged the top of the seat Kendrick was sitting in, "Aren't you going to say anything?" I whispered to him.

He shrugged, glancing over at me, "It's not my place to say anything,"

I sighed and dropped back in my seat, turning to look out the window again. I really hope this goes well...

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"What did you say to her?" I asked Kendrick, standing on his left side as Taylor was on his right with her hand in his. He said something to the woman who we had to buy the tickets from, but he whispered it so I didn't hear. I noticed the girl laugh though, so I know it's something evil. He gave me two tickets, and I suppose one was for Josh, so I gave it to him, and he took it from my hand kind of harshly. I ignored it though, because I didn't want to start a problem at all right now. I didn't want to ruin it for them, Taylor and Kendrick, so I just kept my mouth shut. And I didn't want Josh to snap at me, because he's clearly in the snappy mood.

"Nothing," He sang, as we walked into the room we were supposed to go into.

I rolled my eyes and stepped back, standing behind him and Taylor beside Josh as we walked in to find our seats. I looked on the ticket before so we knew where to sit, because it was pretty full, so we couldn't really sit wherever we want. I headed in the direction of where I had to sit, followed by Josh, but Kendrick and Taylor were walking in an opposite direction. I would ask, but they were already way too far for me to even talk to them or for them to even hear me. The movie Kendrick decided to watch was Hunger Games: Catching Fire, which I wasn't really looking forward to all that much. I read the book, and I really hated the ending, so I don't want to see the movie to bring me to tears again.

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