Chp 10
Thunder took my hands in his and looked me in the eyes then hugged me. "It's okay, Rit, I still love you," he pulled back and held my cheeks in his palms and kissed me.

I kissed back for 3 minutes and Kobra coughed. "Umm we still need to find Wasted Noise guys, so lets stop making out." I look at Thunder, he's lying.

I don't believe him. He cant get over that, that fast. It's like inhuman or some shit.

"everyone lets walk around and see if we can find Noise, since Punks fine apparently, he can come too. You too Rit." Poison commands

"Whats gonna happen if we find her? We cant kill her," Fun Ghoul adds.

I nod, "Ghoul's right, for once. What ARE we gonna do?"

Thunder puts a hand on my back, "Should we tell someone about her? Leaders of Zone 6 would do something," he says.

Poison shrugs, "We could do that… or let her go on her own."

"Well, we cant just leave her on her own, Poison!" I argue.

"Rit! She's the reason why we almost died, Dr. Death was gagged, Punk's lip and head were split open, and so-on! If you're going to argue that, then lets vote I guess."

"I guess we're going to vote then," I smirk at Poison and go sit on the couch.

"Okay so, raise your hand if you think we should let her on her own," Poison says but I interrupt.

"Wait, let her go on her own, OR, turn her in." I look at Poison, Punk, then Thunder.

"So, raise your hand for turning in." Thunder, Punk, and Bandit raise their hands, plus me, so there's four.

"Now letting her go on her own," I say, and Poison, Fun Ghoul, Jet, and Kobra raise their hands.

"Of, course! It would be a tie!" I say, throwing my arms up in the air.

Poison looks at me and says, "We forgot D."

Me and Poison race to Dr. Death's room and pound on his door, pushing each other. "Dr. D!!!!!"

The door opens, "What!?" Dr. D yells out.

Poison puts a hand on my mouth and says, "Wasted Noise is a traitor, I'll explain that later. But, should we let her go on-''

I cut him off by bitting his hand and slipping him, then look at Dr. Death Defy, "Let her go on her own, or turn her in?" I ask, and sit on Poison's stomach.

Dr. D laughs then gets serious, "I would turn her in."

"But D!!!!" Poison argues.

"But nothing." Dr. D says back.

"It's my opinion, Ritalin get off of Poison." He closes his door. I look at Poison, giggle, and get up. I put a hand out to help him up and he takes it. While walking to our room I ask Poison, "Why would Waster Noise do this?"

"I don't know, Rit." Poison shrugs, "I don't know…"