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Cheers

 

Chapter 1 Sam

 

My eyes opened. Where was I? This wasn’t my house. Where were my Coldplay posters? What happened to my Dressers? And my book case and my powder pink bed spread? Where was my stuff? I lifted up my head and looked around. I was lying in a plain bed with white sheets and white pillows with white pillow cases. There was another bed across the room. That bed had been fully decorated with a purple bedspread and polka dot pillows. There were two dressers; both of them had pictures of unknown people.  I got up and walked down an unknown hall way. I wondered down a large wooden stair case that lead into a living room. Where was my family? I started to panic. I began to run through the living room that then opened into a dining room with four teenagers sitting around an oval table eating pancakes and drinking orange juice, one seat was unclaimed. They noticed my presence and turned around. They looked confused. So was I. The table sat two boys and two girls. One of the girls was platinum blond with big green eyes. She had on a pink camisole and polka dotted pajama pants.  The other girl had dark brown hair with purple glasses and blue eyes that were hidden behind them. Then I noticed one of the boys. He had short dark brown that almost fell across his right eye, perfectly drifting across the forehead exposing his big brown eyes. The other boy had dark skin with short crew-cut brown hair and muddy brown eyes. The blond spoke-up

“Who are you?” she asked inquiringly in a soothing British accent.

I wanted to know the same thing. I remembered. My name was Sam. Right! That was it.

                “I’m Sam”

 “Okay Sam. Why are you here? Are you a student like us?” she asked

 A Student? Was this a school? Where am I? Am I in England? A woman then walked in

                “She is a new student. She was brought here last night. Sit down and get to know your new class mates. I am Mrs. Springsly, your house mom. Welcome to Ginny Boarding School. Your schedule is on your bed.” She spoke in a Greek accent the before I knew it, She walked away

                 A Boarding sc hool? How did I get to boarding school? Why does everyone have British accent? Am I in England? Where are parents? I then asked;

                “Does one of you have a phone I could borrow?”

                “There’s a main phone in the living area” The blond answered “By the way, my name is Hannah. That’s Brenna” She pointed to the other girl and she waved “That’s Cole” She pointed to the handsome boy with the perfect hair “And that is Toby” The darker boy smiled

                 “I’ll be right back. I have to make a phone call” I stated

                “Okay” Hannah answered she said well giggling

 Why was she laughing? I began to walk towards the phone. When I saw that nobody was watching me, I started to go faster and faster. I picked up the phone and punched in 1-716-940-3597 and I put the phone to my ear. Then, a recording of a women’s voice said something that I couldn’t understand. It was definitely in a different language. I thought at first that it was Italian but then, I decided it was probably just static so, I dialed the in the digits again. Then again I got the same recording. Where was I? I asked myself. Most importantly, how did I get here? Last night I fell asleep in my house in my own bed back in Youngstown New York. Just yesterday I was at the top of my class, always on High Honor Roll. Was I kidnapped? Or was I sent here by my parents? I put the phone down and went back into the dining room.

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