Diary of a Spy

Wednesday, May 12th

I couldn't exactly remember anything but what I did remember was how Brittney roughly dragged me out the door and through the hallways, and boy was I pissed. But it was weird. Brittney always acted like those meek and spoiled sort of girls who relied on their parents for everything from a million useless Gucci bags gathering dust on the shelves to their own private servants. 

I suddenly woke up but Brittney's grip on me felt really strong for some reason and as much I tried to strangle away from me, the harder she gripped. On the outside I tried to remain calm but on the inside, I WAS FREAKING OUT. There were practically a million ways she could kill me. Dunk my head in the toilet and give a good swirly, shove me off of the school roof, or maybe even kidnap me. Well fine, that probably won't happen but she did do some really unbelievable things before. I'm 99% positive.

"Brittney let me go," I yelled at her, trying to release her grip on me. I had already tried pushing, kicking her and biting her wrist but it seemed though her arms were now made out of iron because whatever she was doing, she wasn't letting go.

"Shush, I'm not going to kill you," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Uh-huh," I said annoyed. "Like you would just drop me off at the front door and send me home in your private jet."

She laughed and responded, "Something better than that silly. You'll see."

And she indeed was right. Well, she didn't exactly bring me to a resort in the school, but after passing through some door in the school I've never seen before, she brought me into a room labeled keep out in bold letters.

After unlocking the door with a gold key, she tossed me in there roughly and shut the door behind her with a thud. I immediately felt my blood on my wrist flowing again and I sighed with relief.

But suddenly I passed out. Maybe because of exhaustion but I passed out again. When I did finally wake up, it was around the next day. I finally paused and took a look around the room I was in. The room contained kids around my age with a few adults with suits on although I was pretty sure the room didn't have air conditioning. The room we were in looked like an old forgotten janitor room but it looked though they renovated it for this meeting or whatever. The room did have a large coffee table with alot of tempting snacks, but I resisted and just held back. Although I did have to say, I had to give up some carmel bites.