Based off of the game Number Days by Pacthesis on Deviant Art. I recommend it to all of you "forever alone" people (like me ;A;).

Just a head's up:

-'Tis my first fiction. c:
-Added some more characters (based off my friends because they are obsessed!) and other things to fit MY plot.
-Might actually have 100 chapters if I work my ass off! (Probably not going to happen heh)
-Has shifting POV so…
-DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT, KAY? (I won't hate you though. Promise c:)
-Remember I wrote this while studying for my AP midterm, so you best feel special (mhmmm! *snap*)!

P.S.
If I fail my History midterm, it's your fault (I'M JUST KIDDING C: DON'T CRY! ;A;).

100 Points
Chapter 1: Connect the Dots

Thane's POV
"Thane!" called Emily. "Let's go to the Ferris Wheel before you leave."

"Uh, no thanks," I said, quivering. I will never go on that ride, nor will I go on the rollercoaster. Too high. Too high.

"Oh come on!" begged Emily. "This is the best job, you get paid to be in the park! We have to take advantage of it!" She gave me the legendary "puppy-dog eyes". "Pretty please?" She batted her eyes hoping to persuade me.

"Sorry, Em," I told her. "It's been a year since… you know."

"Oh," said Emily. "Right. I forgot. I'll see you tomorrow, then."

"Bye, Em." I gave her a hug and went to the locker room. When I opened my locker, there was a note inside.

To Thane
From Emily

I tightened my grip on the paper. I got too scared to open it. I'm sorry Em… There was a bright flash that engulfed the entire room.

What happened? I ran outside to see the park was deserted.

Lena's POV
Walking around like this makes me nervous. A lot of people are taller than me and I'm scared of them. I sat down at the nearest bench and overheard some girls talking.

"Chrissy! Nicole!" shouted a girl. "It's been so long!"

"Emily!" shouted the two girls.

"Is it just you two here?" asked the Emily person.

"No Evelyn's here too."

"Where is she?"

"She's in the restroom."

"Oh bummer I wanted to give her a bear hug."

Okay.

"Yeah, what a sight that would be."

I'm going to go talk to them.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"

They are a lot taller than I am, though.

"Come on, Em. It's not a bad thing."

No! I can do this!

"Uh-huh. Sure."

I stand up with all the confidence I have.

One girl gasps and points, "Cute boys 12 o'clock!"

I start walking.

The other girl gasps, "They're staring right at us!" The three girls wave.

I can do this! I can do this!

"They're coming this way!" squealed Emily.

I stop walking.

I can't do it.

Why?

"Hello girls," said a boy.

I ran behind the trashcan.

"I'm Shane and these are my friends Daniel and Mark."

Why am I so weak?

"What about me?" asked another boy.

They're just boys! Why do they have to be so tall?

"That's Spencer."

I hit the trashcan hard.

"Did you hear that?" asked Spencer.

Oh no! He heard me.

"No why?" asked Emily.

Please don't come here!

"Spencer," said Shane. "Are you stupid?"

Wait! Why is he being so mean to Spencer?

"Sorry," said Spencer. "Must be my imagination."

He accepted it?

"This guy," said Shane. "Full of crazy things."

I need to stand up for him.

"So do you lovely ladies want to go to the pool with us?"

I stood up, and when I turned around, everyone was gone.

Spencer's POV
It couldn't have been in my imagination. We walked past the bench, but I didn't see anything behind it. Was I really going mad? No I heard someone hit that trashcan.

Whatever.

Those girls must really like idiots because that's what my friends here are. Shane insulted me right in front of them, and Daniel and Mark were no help either.

"Wait," said that Nicole girl. "We have to wait for Evelyn."

"Oh yeah," said Chrissy (I think that's her name). "She'll be pissed if we're not over there."

"Just ask her if she wants to come and meet us there," said Emily.

"Okay," said Nicole. Both Chrissy and Nicole ran back to the stores, and Emily waved back at them.

I didn't bring my swim trunks. How smart am I? At least I'm smart enough to tell that Emily wasn't having a good time. She was smiling, but I saw in her eyes that she wasn't satisfied.

"Emily!" I called out. She turned to me. I motioned her to come here. She told Shane that she would be back and came to me.

"COCKBLOCKER!" shouted Shane. Daniel and Mark just laughed and gave Shane high-fives.

"What's up?" asked Emily. She noticed that I didn't have swimtrunks. "How come you don't have swimtrunks?"

"How come you're not having fun?" I asked.

"What are you talking about?" asked Emily. "I'm having tons of fun!" I just looked at her and shook my head. "I'm not kidding." I didn't believe her.

"Something else is going on," I told her. "Tell me what's wrong!" I didn't realize how loud my voice was, and she pushed me behind the pool shack.

"Why do you want to know so badly?" she asked.

"Your smile says you're happy," I point out. "But your eyes beg to differ."

"Why are you being so poetic?"

"I'm not being poetic," I told her. "It's true." She gave up and started talking.

"It's complicated." I put my hand on her shoulder, forgetting the fact that she's still wet.

"Tell me," I reassured her. "I know we only met, but I'm sure you can trust me."

"Get your hand off of me." She was getting pissed. "I really don't like talking about it."

"It's fine," I said, trying to smile.

"What about you, huh?" asked Emily. "You look like you're not having fun with Shane, yet you still hang out with him. Tell me. Why?"

"He's my friend."

"Really? I don't recall friends calling friends stupid, crazy, or a cockblocker."

"And your point is?"

"Why are you two friends?"

"We just are."

"'We just are,'" she said, mocking me. "What a bunch of bullshit."

"What about you? You don't seem to like Shane either."

"So?"

"How come you're hanging out with him?"

"Chrissy and Nicole seem to like him, so I decided to give him a chance."

"And?"

"It's not looking too good in my opinion. He's a douche."

"Why are you doing this?"

"They're my friends."

"What if they don't come?"

"Oh well."

"How can you say that without putting them to blame?"

"Why would I blame them?"

I couldn't say anything. I just stood there scratching my head.

"Well? What makes you think that I should put the blame on them?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know?" I nodded. "You know, you're not helping."

"Sorry." I sat down and put my head down. She seemed to notice something off.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," I said, annoyed.

"You know, you can tell me."

"It's okay."

"I mean, I know we just met and all, but I really think I can-" Before she could finished her sentence, I stood up and shouted:

"I DON'T NEED YOUR FUCKING HELP! YOU COULDN'T EVEN TELL ME WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND! HOW CAN I TELL YOU, HUH?"

The next thing I knew, Emily's hand was in the air, my head was turned sideways, and there was a sting on my cheek. She stormed off and I just stood there. Everyone was staring at me. Mothers hid their kids, girls shook their heads at me, guys looked like they were going to beat me up, and worst of all, a little girl—about five years old—was right behind Emily the whole time. I couldn't help but punch the wall—which, unfortunately, made the girl fall over and cry.

"What's your problem man?" asked Shane. "You really are stupid!"

I put my hand to my face and suddenly her crying stopped. I looked up again, and everyone was gone.

Bryce's POV
I went to the Ferris Wheel to take a break from my research. The cabin was round and red. The Ferris Wheel here was bigger than I expected, more comfortable too. A girl also came into the cabin. She looked upset. She put her hands to her face and groaned.

"Are you okay?" I asked. She poked her head up and wiped away her tears.

"Geez," she started. "I didn't think anyone was in here, sorry."

"It's okay," I told her. "What's wrong?" She shook her head.

"It's nothing," she exclaimed. The girl looked at her hand to see her mascara was running. "Shit! I must look terrible."

"Here let me help," I offered. "It's not that bad." I rubbed my thumb on her face. She looked at me with a fake smile.

"So?" she asked. "Is it fixed? Do I look okay?" She moved her head so I could see all parts of her face.

"It would be better if that smile of yours was real," I said, honestly. She gave me a playful glare.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked.

"I'm a psychology major," I told her. "I know a real smile, and you're not giving me one." She started sulking again.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"No. You're right. I should probably tell someone."She becomes quiet for a while then turns back to me. "Will you listen to me?"

"Of course," I told her. She moved closer to me and began telling her story.

As she finished her story, I began to understand my surroundings a little more.

"And today, he told me he couldn't go on the Ferris Wheel with me. Only this time, I think he actually had a good reason."

"Why couldn't this guy come?"

"Oh, he doesn't want me to talk about it."

"And why is that?" She shrugged.

"I don't know. He doesn't want anyone to know."

"What about me? I just met you, and I don't believe I know him." She shrugged again.

"There may be a lot of people, but in reality, we all live in a small world."

The Ferris Wheel stopped and we both got out of the cabin.

"Thank you so much," said the girl. "I hope we can see each other again."

She starts to run off, but then I realized I never got her name and ran after her.

"Wait!" She turns and smiles. I catch up to her, out of breath. "I never got your name."

"It's Emily, and yours?"

"Bryce."

"Well, Bryce, you know how to make a girl smile, even at her lowest point."

"And Emily, you know how to keep a guy company and make his smile in sync with yours."

We stood there in silence and she soon blended with the crowd.

I rubbed my eyes, and everyone was gone.

Evelyn POV
"Oh my gosh!" shouted Nicole. "Today was so much fun!"

"I know," said Chrissy. "I wish we could stay longer."

"You just want to hang out with those guys you met while I was in the bathroom," I told them.

"Maybe," giggled Nicole. "But you totally missed out! They were so hot!"

"Emily was there too!" said Chrissy.

"Lies!" I shouted.

"It's true! But EEK! Those guys were so hot I can't help but talk about them now!"

"I know! They invited us to go to the pool," said Chrissy. "But you said that you didn't want to go Evelyn."

"What?" I asked. "When did I say that?"

"When you came out of the bathroom," said Nicole. "You just gave us this creepy look and shook your head vigorously."

"Huh?" I was totally confused. When did—"Oh! I must've misheard you. I thought you asked if I wanted to go poo."

"AW MAN!" shouted Chrissy. "We could've been at the pool right now!"

"At least we got their phone numbers!" said Nicole. Chrissy shrugged.

"I guess that's true, but Evelyn didn't get one."

"Guys," I started, like I have many times before. "I don't need a boyfriend."

"Who says we're getting you a boyfriend?" asked Chrissy. "We just wanted to give you options."

"…For a boyfriend," I finished. She tried to find a comeback but to no avail.

"SO?!" screamed Chrissy.

"We just want you to be happy for once," said Nicole. "You're the only one I know that never had a boyfriend."

"Oh come on," I argued. "There are more people who never had boyfriends."

"Yeah, six year olds!" said Chrissy.

"Whatever," I sneered. I turned around and pouted.

There was a sudden gush of wind, and when I opened my eyes, everyone was gone.

Anna's POV
I heard some yelling by the pool, so I went to check it out.

Strange.

No one was there. I went back to the crowded arcade and saw a guy sitting outside.

"Hi," I said. He didn't reply. "Umm… Is this a bad time?" He looked up at me.

"What?" he asked. "No. Sorry. I just saw the weirdest thing at the pool a couple minutes ago."

"All I heard was yelling," I told him. "I wanted to find out what was going on, but everyone was gone."

"Yeah," he scoffed. "They were scared."

"How come?"

"The yelling was from my friend, Spencer. He was yelling at this girl, Emily. I guess he just lost it. After Emily left, he looked like he was about to explode."

"Wow," I said in awe. "No offence, but I think he needs a little help."

"Well, no way that's going to happen?"

"Why?" I asked. "Is he just stubborn?"

"If he was here," he said, solemnly.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"He disappeared right in front of my eyes." No way that was true.

"Okay," I said, keeping in the laughter. "I think you need some help."

"It's true!" he proclaimed. "It was like 'POOF', gone."

"Okay," I said, still not believing him. "I'm going to go now… uh…"

"Mark."

"Right." I gave him a thumbs up and stood up.

I waved and went inside, hearing the weirdest thing that ever left a guy's mouth: "EVERYONE MIGHT GO 'POOF'!"

I will never doubt Mark again. As soon as I turned around to give him a last thumbs up, the entire place was abandoned. The arcade was empty and the crowd outside was gone.

Jennifer's POV
I was waiting for a guy at Pactheland by the Merry-go-Round. I knew I shouldn't have said yes. My friends set me up with this guy to go on a blind date with. I waited the whole day for this guy I didn't even know. I even did my hair for him. I felt stupid.

The sun was setting and the lights of the park beamed to the sky. That was when I admitted defeat. I sighed. What do I care? I knew he wouldn't show up.

Romance was never on my side, anyways.

I asked a guy I liked once to the dance. He said yes, but two days before the dance, it was cancelled.

The first guy that liked me, I barely knew him.

The second guy that liked me was a douche.

Unfortunately, the last guy that liked me, confessed too late. I liked him too, but I had to move from Reton to South Cigam, and I was scared of long distance relationships.

Why did I even bother waiting?

I looked around and saw couples holding hands everywhere. I wanted to leave. Go back home.

To Reton.

I put my feet onto the bench and curled up into a ball.

"Hi," I heard a girl's voice.

"I'm sorry, but can you leave me alone?"

"Leave a girl crying on a bench? No can do. I'm Emily."

I put my head up and wiped a tear. "Jennifer."

"Can I call you Jenny?"

I laughed. "Sure."

"So, Jenny, why were you crying?"

"I don't even know."

"What do you mean?"

"I expected this to happen, and I guess I can't help it."

"What happened?"

"I got stood up." Emily sat there for a while and suddenly stood up.

"I know!" she shouted. "Pretend I'm your date!"

At first I thought she was crazy.

"Don't worry! I'm just saying we should hang out. I didn't mean a literal date."

I scoffed. "I knew that."

We both laughed and rode on the Merry-go-Round. I got to know this girl a little better. She told me about the craziest and weirdest things that happened only today.

"Wow," I said. "You have it worse than me."

"And I'm still smiling, so you should too!" I smiled. "There y'go!"

"Hey!" called a boy. I turned to see a guy I hoped not to see.

"Oh God," I whispered.

"What's wrong?" asked Emily. "It's just Shane, the douche bag."

"No, no, no," I pleaded. "You don't under-"

"Jennifer?" asked Shane.

"Hi Shane," I greeted. Emily and I got off the Merry-go-Round and walked over to Shane.

"It's been years! Remember? I was in your English class back at Reton!"

"It was only four months since I last saw you, and you were in my History class."

"Close enough," aid Shane. "By the way, I'm sorry about Spencer, Em."

"Don't call me 'Em'," said Emily. "And don't apologize to me."

"Whoa, what happened to you?"

"Apologize to your friends," said Emily. "You're lucky to have them, and you're taking advantage of them."

"Em, come on," said Shane.

I couldn't stand his bullshit anymore. I started to clench my fists.

"Stop calling me 'Em'," said Emily.

"Jennifer," said Shane. "Are you gonna back me up here?"

"Sure," I told Shane. "I'll back hand you."

"No," said Shane. "I meant-"

I swung my hand across his face, with mine filled with rage. Rage that grew every day since I met him became a red print on his face. Even Emily was surprised.

I walked off behind the Merry-go-Round to breathe. I sat there for a while looking at my hand, the hand that finally had enough strength to show Shane that I'm not his stupid puppet.

I felt like I could do anything. I closed my eyes, proud of what I did.

When I opened my eyes, I was terrified. No person was in sight.

No POV
The seven strangers were scattered across the amusement park. All of them felt their phone vibrate.

Your experience here will end once your number reaches 0.

Seven different numbers popped up on their phones and that's where it all began.

BAM! End of chapter 1!

Sorry for any kind of mistake in grammar or any kind of sentence structure.

I feel like my paragraphs can be longer. THEY'RE ALL ON ONE LINE! (nomegusta :c)

I stopped there because I don't want to choose the numbers yet.

AGAIN FEEL SPECIAL! I FINISHED THIS AT 11:00 PM FO YOOOO WHILE STUDYING FO MAH AP MIDTERM FOO!

I don't mind criticism as long as you don't tell me to take my story off (because that's just mean).

Thanks for reading!

Desi c: