Chapter 1: The beginning...

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You could be the hero

You could get the gold

Breaking all the records they thought never could be broke

Do it for your people

Do it for you pride

How you ever gonna know, if you never even try?

-Hall of Fame by The Script ft Will.I.Am 

So here's chapter two, hope you like it:D



I woke up to the sound of yelling, I couldn’t make out what they were saying, because the voices were muffled. I tried going back to sleep, I had a severe headache. Soon I realized that the bed I was in, wasn’t my bed. I opened my eyes and quickly got up, looking around the room.

The sunlight shone from the tiny cracks through the curtains, there was enough light for me to see the room properly. The curtains were a deep red. I lay on a wooden canopy bed with silk white and red sheets. There were three large windows right opposite of the bed and in front of them from a distance was a medium sized auburn sofa. On the right side of the bed, I noticed there was a large glass door leading to a small balcony. Beside the doors of the balcony there was a dresser and a medium sized mirror. On the left side of the room were two doors from a distance, one I suppose was the bathroom door. 

While I was taking in my surroundings, the memories of last night slowly started flooding back. 

I wasn’t in my house, I wasn’t in a hospital, and neither was this any of my friends house, which obviously meant I’m in a strangers house. As soon as I contemplated all of this in my head I realized it only lead to one thing. 


I let out a blood curdling scream. 

Within a matter of seconds, the main door flew open, revealing two of the most gorgeous people I had ever seen. A guy and a girl. I was awestruck. 

The girl has brown hair that went below her shoulders; she had pretty brown eyes, and full pink lips, she looked in her early twenties. She was wearing a navy blue patterned dress, which came till her knees. She wore very little makeup except for the red lipstick she had on. 

The guy had blonde messy hair, the most mesmerizing olive green eyes; he had a strong jaw structure and, and he also seemed like he was in his early twenties. He wore a white fitted polo shirt, with a black leather jacket, and dark blue jeans which hung low on his waist. He looked amazingly hot. The scowl present on his face made me snap of out of it. It felt as if I had seen him somewhere before.

The girl quickly rushed to my side, but the guy stood there leaning on the door frame. 

“Are you alright? How are you feeling? Does your head hurt?” Her voice was full of concern. She also had a slight British accent. I ignored her questions and asked my own,

“Who are you? And what the hell am I doing here?”

“Oh, I’m Zoe” She said completely ignoring my second question.

“I don’t care who you are. I don’t know you. Why am I here?” I exclaimed. I got out of bed and realized I was still in last night’s clothes. I walked towards Zoe but in a blink of an eye I was trapped against the wall. The guy had me pinned to the wall with both his hands on either side of my face. I was scared, but somehow I felt very bold.

“Get off of me” I said, as I tried to push him away. He stopped me by grabbing my hand. As soon as our hands made contact I felt tingles run up my arm.

“You aren’t going anywhere, and if you try to escape, I’ll catch you and the consequences will not be be nice.” He growled in a low venomous voice. He had a stronger British accent then the Zoe girl. 

“Let me go!” I screamed in his face. He looked overly pissed, but Zoe looked angrier than him. Saying she looked furious, would be an understatement. 

“Brother! Don’t you dare raise your voice at her like that.” She screamed pushing him away, and stepping in front of me. Oh so they were siblings, they didn’t resemble at all. The guy spoke while glaring at me, 

“She’s mine, and I’ll do whatever I want!”

“Excuse me? I’m yours? I’m not a toy, I’m a human, and you don’t own me. Nobody does!” I interjected.

“Feisty one she is. You were right Zoe, she is rather beautiful. I think I’m really going to like her.” I heard a voice say, he too had a British accent. We all turned around to face the source of the voice.

There was a guy leaning against the door frame, he was tall, he had messy blond hair just like Mr. Angry Pants, he had amazing aqua blue eyes, a structured jaw and a lean figure. He wore a black button down shirt and light blue jeans that hung low on his waist. His shirt was half sleeved so it gave me a good view of his muscular arms. He was very good looking just like the other two. 

“Kyle.” Said Mr. Angry Pants in an irritated voice. 

“Xavier.” Replied Kyle imitating him. Oh so the angry dude’s name was Xavier, interesting.

“What do you want Kyle?” Xavier asked, irritated. 

“Why can’t I come visit my bestie Xavii?” He asked in a baby voice.   

“Kyle, get out, please.” Xavier said through clenched teeth.

“Guys, not again” Zoe said, annoyed. 

“I’m still here you know!” I said aloud. All their heads snapped in my direction. Kyle smirked and

made his way towards me.

“Oh, yes we haven’t officially met. I’m Kyle, Xavier’s best friend. You must be Camielle, eh? I shake you warmly by the hand.” He said sticking out his hand in my direction. I smiled realizing that he had just used a Willy Wonka line. I shook his hand.  All three of them gave me funny looks. I raised an eyebrow at them questionably. 

“You smiled” said Zoe confused.

“So? Can’t I?” I asked, annoyed.

“Yeah but I mean…”

“What? What do you mean? I’m a human too, like the rest of you. I can smile to sometimes.” My voice was laced with sarcasm. Zoe looked away from me and I felt slightly guilty for snapping at her. She had been nothing but nice to me. Kyle on the other hand found what I said amusing, somehow.

“Well, this will sure be fun,” He muttered under his breath but it was loud enough for me to hear.

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