Spoiler
Come on people! Let's get this moving!
Kyle
I drop out of the game after Suzanne gets hurt. This place is no fun. Even the easiest game ends in disaster. I head back to the house clutching my sketchbook tightly to my chest. When I finally get settled into my room, I pull out a marker. It was time to doodle, I think. I laugh to myself as I see what is emerging on my paper. It's someone's squished face with a ball just bouncing off of it. At least I'm getting a lot of fun things to draw here. I flip back to my half-finished drawing of the sunset. I decide to add a little color using pastel crayons. Pretty much my entire backpack is full of art supplies and books. It was getting late and I could hear voices downstairs. Suddenly noticing my lack of pizza, I pull a granola bar from my suitcase and eat it in three big bites. Maybe I should try to talk to them again, I think as I go downstairs to join them. I am beginning to feel very lonely and I know the only way to get over that is to talk to other people.
Geneva is sitting at the counter eating a bowl of icecream. "Hi," I say timidly. "Is it good?" I ask pointing to the bowl. She licks her lips.
"Oh yeah, it's delicious. Here sit," she patted the stool next to her. "How have you been? It's been two years right?"
I lick my lips and nod. "Yeah, two years. You were here last year?"
"Yeah," she replies. "It was fun, we went to a water park and everything."
"Cool," I nod. "Yeah, I convinced my mom to let me stay behind last year. Since there's not many people my age, it's not much fun."
"I'm your age," she says frowning. "Ever think I was disappointed you weren't here last year?"
No never, I think to myself but don't say it. There isn't a good answer to this question. Instead, I blush. Geneva laughs.
