Chapter 5.

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I had such a headache when I woke up, I don’t know why I just did. I looked around; I was in a office type place. A book shelf covered one of the four walls in the room, another completely made of glass and the other two had shelves and were made out of wood. A man sat in the seat watching me, which creped me out. “At last you’re awake.” He chimed, it was Laser... HE DARTED ME!!!

“You bastard!” I yelled, trying to stand up but hitting the floor, my legs weren’t awake yet. “Calm down.” He sighed shaking his head. “I just want to know some things.” He tried to make me more comfortable. “I’m telling you nothing!” I hissed, I was loyal to my group, I would tell him nothing. “Please co-operate, I’ve put up with you screaming for the last two days.” He moaned. “TWO DAYS!!!!” I screeched, I have been knocked out for two days! “Yea they overdosed on the sleeping juice.”

“I could have died!!!!!” I was not going to be calm; he could have killed me from an overdose.

“Oh now, now let’s not think like that.” He clasped his hands in front of his face, elbows leaning on the desk. “NO LET’S!” I tried to get up but it was unsuccessful. I finally gave up, where was my brother. “Where’s my brother, he knows where the base is why isn’t he here?” Laser chuckled in his seat. “Yes, we were informed of that and we have moved bases, you know since you spilled that your group knew.” My temperature began to rise, why did I tell them? “My brother will find you!” I shouted at him and he laughed. “Yeah whatever.” He rolled his eyes. “Anyway you better get ready we are having a games night so its comfy clothes.” He left the room, leaving me on the floor. “Games night?” I mumbled we used to have them at The Red Thorns; our groups had a lot in common.

After five minutes I got off the floor, after another ten I thought I was presentable in clothes I borrowed from Dusk, she never said a word to me just showed me to her room and let me borrow some clothes. The house we were in seemed identical to the previous one, rooms all in the same place, hallways, stairs the only differences were the colours, and some of them were pretty similar. She gave me a pair of black sweatpants and another vest top. I tied my hair up in a messy bun, never even bothered with makeup.

I got down stairs and heard laughing. I glanced into the living room, Laser, Dusk, Flame and Bow sat twisted together playing a game of twister. “Right foot yellow Dusk.” Strike commanded and she tried to squeeze her foot in-between Flame’s legs and Lasers hands, but she brought all three of them tumbling to the ground, in a laughing heap. “Dove.” Strike grinned gesturing for me to come in. I slowly walked in, all eyes on me and I shuddered, I sat beside Ghost because he moved and made a space on the sofa for me. Unfortunately he made the space so I was in-between him and Strike. “What’s the next game?” Laser looked at Jazzie; I’m guessing it was her turn to pick.

“Dares?” She looked around and everyone nodded, apart from me. “Right who’s first.” Jazzie clapped her hands. “No takers? Fine.” Jazzie said and pointed towards Laser. “Laser I dare you toooo....” She thought for a minute. “I dare you to put an ice pack down the front of your trousers and keep them there the rest of the game.” Her smile was pure evil, everyone just stared at Laser, was he going to do it? Surely he wouldn’t. He got up off the sofa he was sitting on and went through to the kitchen, everyone began to laugh.

 “We need to move the couches.” L.M said taking the couch that Dusk Jazzie and Bow were sitting on and moving it round in front of the fire. Strike and Ghost used their feet and moved our couch round an inch but now all three couches looked like they were in a triangle. “That’s better.” L.M grinned putting his hands on his hips, I swear he is gay.

“Alright.” Laser walked back in with a blue ice pack. He raised his eyes at Jazzie. “This ok?” He asked and she nodded. “Well here goes nothing.” He took a deep breath, pulled the front of his trackies out and let the ice pack fall down the front of his trousers. He let out a small whimper and we all laughed at the little noise Laser made. “Is it cold?” Ghost questioned and Laser glared at him. “No it’s the fucking tropics down there.”

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