Chapter 10: When Chuck Got in the Way

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Sarah twirled around, only to find she was in the cabin with four other people. As her first impression, she didn't want to admit that she was in a cabin with four good looking guys that looked her age in the middle of what looked and felt like nowhere.

"Uh..." Her stomach rolled over in different ways, causing her to grow butterflies inside.

"Sorry...I should just, maybe...um, go..." She stammered, leaning against the door. She had an uneasy feeling settling inside of her, like she had to choose between two different things she loved equally. She realised she was the only one that had spoken, and she didn't want to make a fool out of herself. She pointed to the door with her thumb, shaking her head while tilting it and scrunching up her face, gesturing her way out.

"No, wait!" She turned around, only to figure out the guy's features who had just called out to her, his hand reaching out. His hair was a natural shade of honey blonde, with spikes sticking up from the surface and charming tanned skin. He had pleasant grey eyes and straight, white teeth with admirable high cheekbones. She snapped out of her gaze, realising she was probably staring creepily. He was wearing a thin black t-shirt with dark-blue jeans, looking like the tallest one out of the four.

"Are you...Sarah?" The second guy asked, as she moved her eyes over to his face. She couldn't help but stare at his chocolate-brown scruffy hair and fringe that fell in front of his eyes. His brown eyes stared straight at her, looking friendly and inviting. He looked as if he had a warm heart, welcoming her in like they already knew each other. He had quite long eyelashes that had a small flick to them. He wore a grey jumper with baggy black pants who looked the same height and size as herself. She couldn't help but think the boys were both very attractive, hoping they had winning personalities too.

She finally felt the need to nod after checking him out too. Her gaze followed to the third guy in line, leaning against the wall of the cabin. She saw them all look at each other, as if they were going to gasp something secretly about her that she had no idea about.

"So you were trapped in that house nearby?" She took a step closer, holding one hand in the other.

"Yeah...how did you know?" She looked up at the third guy, who had light brown hair with bouncy curls that sat still until he fidgeted. He had beautiful ocean blue eyes with olive skin. He had his hands firm in the pocket of his jeans and a baggy grey t-shirt that fell on top of his hands. He still looked attractive in her eyes, although he looked as if he was the mean leader of this group - kind of like the 'player boy.' He was fairly skinny, with bony knees and had a height of around 5"9.

Her gaze followed through to the last guy, who was still sitting on the ground with a bag unzipped in front of him - holding a half stuffed blanket inside with the other half hanging out. His hair was a lighter shade of raven that looked as if it had been slightly gelled, creating tiny, sticky and crunchy spikes.

He had fair skin that brought out the colour of his emerald green eyes. He was slightly shorter than the rest as well as the slightest bit rotund. He had an old pair of glasses with a large black frame surrounding the sides of his eyes. He still looked the tiniest bit attractive although he looked very nerdy and afraid to do anything. He wore a faded-out light blue polo shirt with a black pair of pants that were washed-out, now looking grey.

She fitted them all in her sight, watching as they were all still in awe. They all had their own parts of being attractive, although the first two were the ones who caught her eye the most.

"Well, it's been all over the news that a 'Sarah' has been kidnapped in this town, even though it hasn't been long. As soon as your, um, mum went home apparently she saw the house in a mess. She called the cops straight away and the investigation was on..." The curly-haired guy said, getting up from the wall and snapping her out of her thoughts on them, breaking the tension.

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