Buried Alive

Chapter Sixteen

With the help of my direction, Matt got us to my house safe and sound.

"Shh. She's sleeping." I said referring to my mom.

I motioned them to my room and closed the door.

"Welcome to my humble home."

"Woah..." Brian said looking at the posters on my wall. "This is fucking amazing."

"No way! You have this one!?" Matt marveled at the poster of Guns N' Roses. "It's so beautiful."

"Stay here. I'm gonna change and pack some stuff." I said. "I'll be right back."

I packed everything I'd need for the week.

"Alright guys, I'm ready to go." I said.

"Your love your room. It's so fucking cool." Brian said.

"Haha thanks."

My room was small. Not really really small, but pretty small.

The walls were painted green but you'd only know that if some of the wall was showing behind all the posters.

My wall was covered from ceiling to floor with posters ranging from Metallica, to Slayer, to Nirvana and Green Day.

"It's like fucking heaven." Matt said.

"Thanks guys. You're so nice." I said "But we need to leave before my mom wakes up."

We tiptoed all the way to Matt's car, where we were certain we couldn't wake her up.

"Okay so where are we going?" Johnny asked once we were inside the car.

"To the mall?" Matt asked.

We all agreed the mall was the best place to go.