The picture above shows Scott.
Whatthefreakinghell!?! I got paired up with SARAH for the damn chemistry assignment. Sarah Whittle. One word to sum her up, chatterbox. Yup, shes everything Im not. Shes social, chirpy, talkative, pretty , she isnt really eager to study and not to mention shes always a sunny side up. I was just complaining about my life, muttering to myself as I stepped out of the school gates completely unaware of the wonders that awaited....
"WTH!?!??!" is all I remembered saying.
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Ugh.....my head was hurting so much. I slowly opened my eyes only to meet with green ones. I wanted to scream because of the fire hidden behind them, but I found that my throat could only make a croaky voice. I struggled to break free of the ropes that tied me down to the chair. The guy gripped my shoulders to keep me steady. I wanted to believe that it was because he didnt want me to get hurt by falling down but it was because...... oh I didnt really know why I was here. I just to hope he was a nice guy here to save me.
I cleared my throat, my voice was still croaky, but I had to say something. "Please let me go". God. I was so pathetic. I was 'begging' my kidnappers to let me go. There was clearly a reason why they had kidnapped me. Im not really worth any money. I heard multiple laughs probably from 5 to 6 different guys. I felt a hand snaking down my waist and I made a second attemt to scream. This time, I succeeded, partially... Mr. Green Eyes pressed his hand against my mouth to stop me from screaming. He laughed, then said, "Why so scared, baby girl"
I was too freaked out and worried to say anything. If my jaw could drop to the floor, it would. Did he just call me baby girl!? I didnt even know him. "Awestruck? I have that kind of effect"
"Even on guys?" That was my lame comeback.
It was now, time for his jaw to drop. He slapped me across the face. He straightened his posture and the light coming from the window hit his face, making me realize who he was. Scott. I didnt exactly know him but h was the popular bad boy of Westminster Abbey. Everybody recognized him simply because He. Was. SCOTT. He was a player and now he hurt me, not just physically but he hurt my ego as well. It was on like donkey kong! I attempted to kick him but despite my endless tries I failed as I was still tied to the chair, instead I ended up falling on top of him along with the chair.
"WTF!?! ARE YOU TRYING TO DO!?!?? "
"Youre the one who tied me to the chair! Not my fault"
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"Here you go" Daniel said giving me a three scoop ice-cream cone. I took it politely from his hand. No-one would have even imagined that I had been kidnapped just a while ago, except for the rope marks on my wrist. All I wanted was to go home and bawl my eyes out but the fact that kept me here was that Daniel was my saviour. And he was very hot. Even though he didnt save me because of me but because of his rivalry with Scott. In the first 10 min. that Daniel showed up, I was kind of terrified because they were fighting and shouting with each other. Oh and Scott gave Daniel a black eye. And now everyone at the ice-cream parlour was staring at us. I knew who Daniel was because first, he went to my school and second, he was my friend, Katies brother. Me being me, thanked him for 'rescuing' me even though he never meant to. He just wanted to make Scott angry and earn the worst possible position on his Blacklist. Well, mission accomplished. Scott looked like a bull who'd just seen red. The silence between me and Daniel was too uncomfortable so when I asked him to drive me back home, he politely did it. Aah, home sweet home. It never seemed so good to be home.
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I had been enjoying my freedom for the past many hours by watching movie marathons on Netflix. I wasnt even gonna do my homework today. I was a victim of kidnapping. I should be given a free trip to Hawaii. My parents had freaked when they found out what happened and immediately got over-protective over me. My mother baked me cookies. Yay! Since then they would come to my room every 5 minutes to check on me. Its not like I was gonna commit suicide. I was hungry again so I went downstairs to get something to eat. Dad must have heard the thud of my footsteps on the stairs so he came out of his room.
"Ollie, you okay? Need anything? I'll get it, all you had to do was ask. " See what I mean. It was getting kind of annoying.
"Dad its not like I'm dying or anything. I'm fine now and I can do things on my own"
"Alright alright. Im just concerned about you sweetheart."
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I opened the fridge door and blessed the heavens! FOOD!! And Thank God, something I actually liked. I sat on the kitchen table and stuffed my face with last nights mac and cheese after popping it in the microwave for a minute. I was trying to read a book Katie gave me, saying it was 'the best book to ever be written.' I was not much of a reader. I already had too many course books to put up with. After a minute or two of trying to find interest in the book, I realized it was fairly quiet. Too quiet. Where was Mr. Martini? Mr. Martini was always making noise, roaming around the house waving its fluffy tail at whoever was passing by. I called out its name around the house, waiting for it to come out of hiding. Giving up of looking in the house, I went outside. Mr. Martini wasnt in the garden either. Hmmm......where could that cat be? ........uh-oh! THE FRONT GATE WAS OPEN! It must have ran away! Oh no! Oh no! OH NO!! Cindy is going to kill me. She was my little sister and loved Mr. Martini. Thank God she was at a friends house. I had to find him before she got back. Ugh, it was supposed to be my day off. Well, I changed out of my PJs and put on jeans. My spongebob night shirt was fine. I went out shouting that I was going to my friend's house, Mom and Dad were probably gonna kill me for going out alone but that could be dealt with later, plus it was waaay better than one of Cindy's tantrums. I jumped into the neihbours' garden over their fence. No one should find out. No cat. I looked in every house on our street's garden but no Mr. Martini was found. I jumped into the next garden but it was empty. Where has that wretched little creature gone, when I find him, Im gonna kill him. Suddenly, an old lady came out and saw me. She had mouse-brown hair with streaks of white which looked like they hadnt been brushed for the past century, She wore Gold rimmed, round glasses, had wrinkles everywhere and bags under her eyes. She was a scary sight. She looked too skinny to lift the cane she was holding above her head, screaming "THIEF! THIEF! OHH MY! THERE'S A ROBBER IN MY HOUSE! SOMEONE GRAB HER! POLICE! THIEF!"
Uhh.......Time to run! I quickly jumped over the fence, her cane only hitting my ankle! Ninja skills! I then ran very fasly (thats not a word, is it?) I looked back and saw a man running after me, e pobably heard the old lady screaming. Damn you OLD LADY! I ran and suddenly bumped into a boulder-like structure. I had to look up to see who or what it was. I met with a pair of familiar green eyes. Oops! Scott!! All the wrong people at the right time! I tried to dodge him but he gripped my wrist firmly.
"Why's that man chasing you?" Wow Scott. Such a nice time to sit and chat. I snatched my hand back and again tried to run, bumping him in the shoulder. Ouch! He was too built, actually over buff if thats a word. Ewww..... Anyway I kept running. Oh this was ridculous,even if that man caught me, he wouldnt hit me would he? He wouldnt hurt a teenager. And if he tried to take me to the police station, I'll scream. Someone will come and save me. Wont they? Well I hope they will. So I stop and look back. The man wasnt behind me anymore. Great. But there was someone else. Scott was walking behind me. Now what did he want?!
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Shut Up And Love Me
HumorOlivia has always been the regular school student trying to stay clear of trouble and all but what she doesn't know is that a bullet is coming her way; one she cannot dodge. And its called Scott ;) This is a joint account shared by both moonbeam21 a...
