Oh, How I Hate The Word MATE

The Next Chapter

CHAPTER 26: THE NEXT CHAPTER

Eh, this is one of my bad ones.

 Motivation music on the right!! It got me writing...strangely>>>>>>>>>>

:)

Tyler

  "You think we lost them?" Liam asked as we finally stopped running through the dense forest.

  "Think so," I replied, still trying to catch my breath. Damn. Whatever drug they used on me really works!

  After escaping the from the hunters, we basically have no idea where the hell we are considering that there's nothing but woods all around us, and we can't even use our heightened senses, let alone shift.  So now, we walk into the stupid forest, and with each step, I grow more and more bored. And this is NOT a good thing. So in effort to keep me from killing me, myself, and Liam, I do what I do best.

  "Hey Liam,"

  "What," he grumbled, clearly not wanting to talk to me.

  "I'm bored, aren't you?"

  He looked at me as if I'm the most stupidest person in the world before continuing walking.

  "Hey Liam,"

  Silence.

  "Liam,"

  No answer.

  "Liam,"

  Still nothing.

  "Liiiaaaamm,"

  "Lee,"

  "Lee, lee,"

  "Leemy,"

  "Leema,"

  "Lee-"

  "What!"

  Took him long enough. I smiled brightly at him.

  "I wanted to ask you something," I said as innocently as possible. He looked at me suspiciously before walking off. 

  "You wanna hear a cat joke?" I ask, jogging right up next to him.

  "Sure," he grunted.

  "Just, kitten. HA!" I cracked up at my own joke. Even slapping my knee at one point.

  "Hilarious," he siad, odviously not finding it funny at all. Sigh. Guess I'll try again.

  "Hey, what do you call a boomerang that doesn't work?" I ask. No answer.

  "A stick!" 

  "What do you call a sleepwalking nun?"

  "Roamin' Catholic!"

  "What's the difference between a porcupine and a Porche?"

  "The porcupine has pricks on the outside," Wow, I'm on a roll.

  Suddenly, Liam turns to me with an annoyed expression on his face.

  "Can you shut the hell up for a second?!" He all but shouts in my face. I just grin.

  "Wellll-"

  "NO. You," he points a finger at me - which is rude - "will be quiet for the rest of the walk back home, got it,"

  "But-"

  "GOT IT?"

  "Yes, sir mister buzz kill," I grumbled, before looking down the steep slope in front of me. Ouch, that would hurt if someone actually fell.

  "Good, now- AHHHHHHH!" I watch in amusment and horror as Liam tumbles down the exact same slope I was just staring at. Oops, I should've warned him.

  I wince when Liam lands face first into a giant rock at the bottom, groaning in pain as blood trickles down his face. 

  "Wow," I say after a moment of silence. "I did Nazi that comming,"

  I start up in a fit of laughter. Oh man, I should become a comedian.