Salem... what if they are here... but it's been too long they would have moved on by now. I sighed erasing my negative thoughts and focusing on my driving. I looked in the rearview mirror and saw Max and Zach laying against each other asleep. I quietly laughed Max is not the type of boy to cuddle up but currently he was moving his arms around Zach. I looked up to see a sign saying welcome to Salem. I look back over to Maxwell who was still asleep with his arms around a sleeping Zach. Zach stirred and he started waking up then I think he realized there was a weight on him and I put a finger to my mouth shushing him before he could move Max. I turn back to my driving and look in the rear view mirror to look at Zach once more who was now smiling as a sleeping Max shoves his legs onto Zachs lap. I looked around for a free parking space I ended up parking four minutes away from our destination which Max, Nico, and I always heard Zella talk about. Zach pushed Max's legs off of him as we pulled into the parking space. "Max get up sleepy head we are here" I said as I pushed on his shoulder from the front seat. Zach turned to Max and started tapping on his shoulder and then when Max wouldn't wake up he started pushing him towards me and I started pushing him towards Zach. After four or five pushes between us two he finally woke up. "What the hell" he mumbled under his breath as his eyes flickered open. "We're here" I replied, before opening my door and getting out of the cramped and stuffy car into the fresh cold air of October, that's when I realize it's october there will be to many people here for Halloween which is less than a week away. We started our four minute walk to the Friendship of Salem after Max finally fully woke up. The four minute walk to the Friendship of Salem was tiring seeing as I've already been driving the forty-three minute drive from Boston. We arrived and walked passed the old locked house to the ship we stepped aboard and split up I listened to the tour manager to distract him while Max and Zach looked for letters from both Nico and Zella. I asked many questions to make sure he wouldn't pay attention to the suspicious look of Max and Zach separated digging through the old replica of the original ship. Max and Zach singled to me that they found the letters only minutes before the tour manager screamed at them and started chasing us through the ship off the ship and back to our car. When we were safely in the car and started driving away Max and Zach opened the letters. Max read Zellas first. "Dear whoever finds this my name is Zella Margo Thompson and I'm a runaway you may or may not have found my other letters already but this is my fourth letter I feel like someone is on my trail, one of my friends hopefully, I feel like I'm being watched by strangers eyes. Maybe it's just all the people around Salem wondering why there was a young girl sitting alone on this ship maybe because someone is actually watching me. Next stop New York City, New York. Sincerely Zella Margo Thompson" Zach reads Nicos letter as I feel a strange feeling well up in my stomach scared for Zella. "Dear world my name is Nicolas but my friends call me Nico. I'm still looking for Zella she must be out here somewhere I feel like I'm getting closer but I also feel like someone is watching me I need help but Amelia decided not to help me... I need her... I need Zella... I need someone. Sincerely Nicolas" I stared ahead to where I was driving trying not to cry, I should have gone with him all those years ago. I shouldn't have abandoned him on his search for Zella. I shouldn't have. New york city was a 3 hour drive from the Waterfront garage which was where we were parked. Zach and Max stared out the windows. I tried to keep my mind off of my friends and keep my mind on the road. A/N: What do you guys think If I have Maxwell be bi and Zach being Gay because they seem absolutley adorable in this chapter and now Im trying not to cry talking about these children. SHORT CHAPTER sorry!!!P.S I went to salem this friday I was so bored so I might make them bored and also I'm writing this note before I finish the chapter so I believe they are going to find the letter at one of the locations I went to.
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The Zella Margo Thompson Letters
Mystery / ThrillerDear World, My name is Zella... Zella Margo Thompson and I am thirteen years old. But anyways here's a word. A word I'd say is a word that has a effect in my life the word... that word is home. Home is something I have none of but many of, w...