“What’s this?” The blue-eyed boy asked, looking me over.
“Is it not her?” The boy behind me asked.
“No. It is not.”
I was roughly turned around so he could look at me. I shrunk back away from his dark brown eyes.
“God dammit.” He pushed me away, causing me to bump into the blue-eyed boy who glared at me as if I had done something terribly wrong.
Where am I?
What is going on?
Who were they looking for?
“Way to go,” A blonde-haired boy said from his perch in the corner of the room, his accent stronger than the rest.
I now looked around to see that there were five other people in the room.
“Shut up, Nate!” The dark-eyed boy snapped. “It was night and I’m sure you would have made the same mistake.”
‘Nate’ just laughed.
“Who are you?” The blue-eyed boy who seemed to be in charge asked me.
“Uh…I- I’m-” I stuttered in nervousness.
“Speak clearly.”
“I- my name is Scout.”
“American?” A raggedy-haired boy asked, also with a British accent.
I nodded. “Where am I?”
“Don’t ask questions!” The boy in charge ordered.
“Come on, Dev,” The last boy spoke up. “Don’t be so harsh. She’s probably scared to death.”
I automatically wanted to go over to the calm voice, but I was too scared to move.
“How old are you?” I was asked by ‘Dev’.
I racked my brain to think of when I was born. “I think I’m 19.”
“You think?”
I nodded timidly.
He rolled his eyes. “Do you go to school?”
“Um…no?”
He sighed in annoyance. “God, Owen, did you knock out her memory?”
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