Our Memeories

Chapter 1

I tried to stay as for away from Thomas as possible. He's been depressed ever since Brenda got crushed by that boulder while saving Thomas.

I hear a loud noise coming from the woods just to the left of the cliff. I sprint towards the noise to see Minho sprawled across the ground. "I fell from the tree while trying to get nuts" he said. "Yea even an idiot can figure that out" I say sarcastically. "Aw shuck it" she waves his hand dismissing it while he gets up from the ground. I see Thomas running towards Minho. "What happened, I heard a thump and thought somebody died!" He yelled. "Good grief calm your tits Thomas, I just fell." He says with his trademark smirk splayed across his face. "Calm my what?" He asks. Minho shakes his head and smiles. I'm amused by the situation and start to chuckle. "What're you laughing at?!" He yells at me and I start laughing harder. Before we know it me and Minho are rolling on the floor laughing our asses off.

A few hours later we make it back the the little village we've been working on for a few months. Since we have some construction workers the houses were not too shabby. Since we need to save materials several people shared a house. When we first settled here a few beautiful houses were already built. So the glasses got them. I share a house with Minho and Thomas. I've really gotten used to living with all boys. There funnier anyways.

I walk up to my room where there is a full closet of clothes, a laptop, a TV, a dresser, and a bed. I plop down onto my bed and turn on the TV, although they only ever give the news. But occasionally a good series will come on and I'll watch it. There once was a show called "Teen Wolf" I got so into the show, only to forget what happens a month after the show ends. I hear footsteps walking towards my room and I see Thomas appear in the doorway. A loud screech comes from the TV and we both turn our heads to look at the TV. On the tv is a man with a hockey mask and a chainsaw tearing a little girl to bits. I scream and shut the TV off. I pull my legs to my knees and whisper "What-the-hell-was-that!" He smiles and says "that my friend is a horror movie."