'Give me back my phone,' I hiss, to my brother. He smiles smugly and continues tapping incorrect passwords in the rose gold phone.

'Mumm!' I shout, pulling her arm for her to pay attention. She turns her head away from watching the rain drip and says, 'Zach, give your sister her phone back.' She waits then adds, 'Now.' After he sighs he he reaches over, goes to go give my phone back and.... grabs...

I pulled the mask down, opening my dry mouth to the sudden spell of wind coming through the sand dunes. 'Run!' Some called from a distance, running in the opposite direction. Everyone jumped off the camels and ran, seemingly forgetting to untie me. 'I am a prisoner! I do not deserve to die without a trail!' I screech, twisting and turning my body in ways a acrobat would be proud of. 'Please,' I mu...

His hand brushes mine as he places my cup of tea on the table. 'Thank you.' I say, my hand burning from his touch. He nods in response and settles beside me, opening his book and begins scanning the page. I raise the steaming mug to my lips, the scent of peppermint overflowing my senses. 'My favourite.' 'I know.' He responds. It shocks me, that he listened to me while i ranted for half an hour abo...