Our Choice

"That's so stupid," I snort. "I mean, seriously, no one actually gets attacked by psychos at their grandparents' cabins in the woods."

"You never know . . ." Cindy's voice comes over the telephone line.

"Ugh! Cindy!" No way am I going a it hour my best friend ever. That'd be so boring. "Come on, you're not going to let me go alone are you?"

"Ha!" she yells. "Alone? Jack already said he'd be there. And what about James, hmm? And KC? Oh, and let's not forget Ivory. You will not be alone."

"Yeah, but you're my best friend. Not having you will basically be like being alone," I point out.

I hear her huff, then hesitate, before grumbling, "Alright, fine, I'll come, but I'm bringing David. And you had better not be planning on getting drunk; my parents would kill me!"

I giggle. "Not if that psycho gets to you first."

"Okay, Jess, that is not funny!" But I can hear the laughter in her voice.

"Okay," I chortle, "see ya later, Cindy."

"See ya."

I click "END CALL" and slide my iPhone 6 into my pocket. "This is gone be a long weekend," I sigh.

~~~

Hi, my name is Jessica Olivia Thompson. I'm spending Spring Break like a normal teenager - in my grandparents' cabin in the woods with six other people, not having sex, and not getting drunk or high. That is normal, right?

Okay, so maybe not "normal", but it's not like I'm in some sort of movie or book - this is reality. And in reality getting pregnant right before college is a bad idea. At least I'm not being chased around some dark house by a psycho murderer, right?

~~~

I drink more water. I'm a bit concerned about Ivory; after all, she did just admin to having alcohol in her "water" bottle. "I could survive a horror movie," I snort. "Y'know why?"

"Why?" Jack's voice is challenging.

"Because I'm smart," I retort.

~~~

And that's how it all started, seven idiot teens making a joke. Who knew making a joke could cost us our lives?