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I walked by the display for sunglasses at a Super Mart, looking for some that are thick enough. Damian waited beside me, and I could feel the tense vibes rolling off him. Keep your pants on, I thought. He always hated being with people, other than me and the guys.
I found the right pair, and bought them over at the self-check out line. we dashed out of there and met the others at the back of the store.
"That was fast," Luke said. "You know, for a girl."
I felt like whacking him.
It was past midnight and we started toward our old run-down house that everybody in the town thought was haunted. Those weenies.
Actually, the five of us-me, Izzy; Damian; Samm; Luke; Ashton-thought it was ironic that we were staying in a house that was inhabited by bats. You'll find out why later.
It took us about a minute to get there. We came down through the chimney we had renovated and into the living room. I always liked looking at it.It's where the bats stayed, except for one, which seems to really like my room. Which is fine by me. as long as, you know, it hangs by the garbage.
I sat over by Samm, who was sprawled over the couch, like always. He looked over at me. "Watcha buy?" he asked groggily. Samm was always the last one awake.
"New shades," I answered, and ruffled his too-long hair.
Samm was the youngest out of everyone, only twelve, and i treated him like a little brother. Though he wasn't related to me at all. None of them were, actually.
So, why are we, four thirteen-year-olds and one twelve-year-old, living together in the same house with no parental supervision and an obvious reversed sleeping schedule?
We're on the run, duh.
Okay, well, not duh, but...
Whatever.