"At least we know wherever we are or whatever we're doing, we'll always have each other."
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Waking up alone, with nothing to remember, surrounded by strangers, things are odd.
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But what happens when the girl meets the guy, things turn around.
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Hi guys. Sorry if this is pretty bad, I don't write very often. This is written 3 years before Thomas's arrival if that makes sense. Comment any suggestions. Thanks for reading.
"Send her up!" "But sir she'll get kille-" "I DONT CARE SEND HER UP"
I woke up suddenly feeling nauseous. I look around, I'm in some sort of metal box. No, people weren't held in boxes, I was in a cage.
"HEY SOMEBODY! HELP ME! PLEASE!"
No response.
"PLEASE HELP ME!"
Tears form up in my eyes, causing my vision to go blurry.
"Please... someone..."
Red lights started flashing, the cage was going at insane speed towards the top. I gripped onto the bottom, closing my eyes.
"Please..."
The cage hit the top, driving me up and back down, hitting my head on the bottom. It was pitch black, my vision blurry. Suddenly, the ceiling opened above me, the sun hitting my head. A boy with dirty blonde hair and beautiful brown eye jumped down into the cage.
"Bloody hell. Its a girl." The boy said, he had an odd accent.
"A girl?"
"Is she hot?"
"I call dibs"
"No I call dibs!"
"Shut your slintheads up! She's not an object! You can't call dibs. Now get back to work before I get Alby involved."
The boy with the accent replied. The boys seemed to listen. He turned and took a step towards me. I jumped out of the cage and started running. I ran as fast as I could, ignoring the boy's yelling. I looked around, there were walls surrounding me, with an opening in front of me. I dashed towards that opening. The boy with the strange accent caught up to me and grabbed my arm.
"Stop running I'm not gunna hurt you!"
I've never seen the boy before, but I felt I could trust him. He looks so familiar.
"There we go. Names Newt greenie."
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I just stared at him, to scared to respond. He had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, and was about my height.
"Chloe."
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