Why are you reading this when you could be reading a WAY better book? Seriously! Why read this when you could be reading 'Kiss and make up'? That book is awesome. Go read it now, go on, but just remember, Phoenix is mine, now go read it!
Fine! If you really want to read this, then I best warn you, I'm not exactly the best writer around, so any tips on how to improve would be great! 8D But not too harsh ok? I bruise easily...like an apple! :D
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Chapter 0
"YOU BETTER LET ME-"
"Hello, you're not the only one who's been kidnapped." I enlightened, waving my hand so she'd register my existence. Beth turned around and gave me a quick huff.
"YOU BETTER LET US OUT RIGHT NOW OR YOU WILL BE SORRY!" she continued yelling, while banging against the van doors. I sat my back up against the side of the van and stretched my legs out. I had a feeling that this was going to be a long journey.
"I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU DON'T LET ME, I MEEN US OUT RIGHT THIS SECOND, I AM GOING TO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF YOU!" Beth roared. Her damn shouting was giving me a headache.
After twenty long, deafening minutes, she eventually stopped and sat down opposite me. Now that Beth had stopped with her screaming, I could hear the faint sound of music coming from the front of the van. Even though I couldn't make out a single lyric, I happily bopped my head up and down to the catchy song.
"I don't get it, how can you be so calm? We've been kidnapped for christ sake! We'll probably end up killed!" Beth said dramatically.
"Chill ok? I know how this goes, this happens, then that happens, then this, then that, then bippity bappity boo, we're back home!" I told her, flapping my arms around. She looked at me as if I were the crazy cat lady from the Simpsons; man I love that show. Homer has to be my favourite character, actually, now that I think about it, I haven't watched that show in-
"Hello? Earth to Sam." Beth was waving a hand in front of my face frantically.
"Sorry, I was thinking about The Simpsons." I admitted.
"Bloody hell! Will you stay focused!" Beth said, raising her voice slightly.
"I get distracted easily." I shrugged. I looked around the storage of the veichle to see if there was anything that could entertain me.
"Anyway, you said you know how this goes, so I presume-"
"Hey look! I found five quid!" I smiled happily, holding up the note. There's no better feeling than finding money that doesn't belong to you. "Maybe today is my lucky day." I announced cheerfully.
"Lucky day? Are you kidding me, you've just been kidnapped! Now will you please pay attention to what I am saying!" she sreeched.
I nodded in a apologetic way, wait, what did she just say? Ha, that ryhmed, I'm poet and I didn't know it. Oh well, who cares what she said, I just found five quid! I stared down at it proudly. Suddenly my money was yanked out of my hands. I looked up to see Beth, now stuffing MY money in her pocket.
"Now will you listen?" She asked, as if she had not just snatched my money away from me.
"You just stole my money!" I accused, pointing my finger.
She let out an angry breath "Okay. How about I pay you to listen to me, I just so happened to have found some money." she smiled inncoently.
"Evil child." I chanted. She rolled her eyes at me and leaned forward to talk.
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Oh that's so cliche (Major editing in progress)
FantasyIf I only had two words to describe this story, they would be 'Cliche' and 'Unique'. Impossible you say? Well that's the truth. It's the most cliche story you'll ever read, but it will be like no other story you've ever read. WARNING, STORY MAY CONT...
