Kidnapped By 5 Sexy Greek Gods

Chapter 1

It was a beautiful sunny day on a Saturday morning.

Ha just kidding that's only in the movies. I have to say though it's actually quite nice out today. Usually it rains a lot. And when I mean A LOT. I mean like god just can't stop crying. Like period girl crying. It never stops and just down pours.

I decided to go for my morning run. Why? Because you can't have a body like mine without working for it. I got a reputation to keep up. Also I just love to run.

I put on a white tank top and my boy blue basket ball shorts.

Brushing my messy dirty blonde hair down trying to keep it looking somewhat neat, I went looking for my shoes.

Oh where oh where is my beautiful white Jordan's ready to go for a run?

Oh there you are! I looked down at my feet seeing my socks are mismatched. I threw on my Jordan's not really caring.

I looked in the mirror. Don't I just look absolutely stunning. Note my sarcasm.

I look like I been hit by a truck.

My dirty blonde hair was sticking up in all places. My hazel eyes had bags underneath them from getting no sleep. My nose still were covered by the annoying freckles. My pale skin still pale. My cheeks had the natural tint of pinkish red to them. And my usual pink full lips are all crusty.

Ew. I just look ew.

Today is not my day. I even had this weird feeling in my stomach too.

I shrugged it off.

I got out my black thick framed glasses and put them on because I can't see or read far away or else everything will just be a blur.

I was about to head downstairs when I forgot something.

My phone.

That almost slipped my mind.

My beautiful gold iPhone 6. What would I ever do without you?

I grabbed my headphones and started playing the song, Ride by SoMo. But then quickly paused it so I could wait to fully listen to it when I start actually running.

Finally I was ready so I started going down the stairs.

"BYE WHOEVER'S HOME. LOVE YOU, ILL SEE YOU LATER!" I shouted. I also wrote a note saying I'll be back soon just went for the morning run.

My mom and dad usual knew this anyways, but I write it just in case.

I left it on the counter grabbing a granola bar for the run as well.

I decided just to quickly eat it and went upstairs to kiss my little sisters forehead.

I always do that too.

This time she was already awake.

"How's my favorite sister?" I said with a big grin.

"Tired." She grumbled but still managed to spread a smile.

"Go back to bed." I said giving her a kiss on the forehead.

"Okay." She said yawning.

"Love you Chloe." I whispered.

I heard her say I love you too before the room turned silent.

Chloe's only 6 but she already looks just like me. The same hazel eyes, pink cheeks, button nose with freckles, pink lips, and pale skin. The only difference was her hair. While I had my moms dirty blonde hair, she had her dads dark brown hair.