Underground School For Girls

Chapter 1: The Selection

I feel the cold wind brushing up against my soft skin, giving me the hint that it's time to wake up. I ignore it's message and chose to stay still trying to fade away from this scenario. The reality of getting kidnapped slowly sinks into me as I am pulled out of my sleep onto the hard and cold floor by my feet. I want to open my eyes to get a glimps at my surroundings however, my eyes decide to fail me and they stay closed. I'm laying on what feels like a hard surface made of Glass waiting for something to happen. I breath in and out in even pace trying to stay calm. I hear a few strong steps approaching the room i have been confined into and as if there was a fire, the door is swung open in a hard manner leaving me scared to bits at the thought of the man who achieved this rather nerve chilling and outstanding entrance. Get her up from the floor you idiots, she needs to be ready in an hour. You don't want to piss of ms Lawrence with the way you have been handling her new babygirl. My heart stops as if this was the last beat it was ever going to make as i hear the surname 'Lawrence' mentioned by the man who was clearly in charge of the others in my room. Ms Lawrence? I think to myself. Memories of my high school teacher pop into my head as i am dragged away once again by my feet out of the room. Could she really be behind this? There is no way! I quickly decline that impossible scenario and all accusations that she is the reason why I'm here.

My body is dragged upstairs now which forces my eyes wide open. Well would you Look at that Harry. The princess has finally woke up. Took you long enough chicken. One of the men dragging me by my left foot teases me as my eyes begin to get used to the light around me. He is rather short and less muscular then i have imagined. His small and weak body however cannot be compared to his handsome and Well groomed face. His perfectly pulled back blonde hair and fine beard catch the centre of my attention. Stop with the teasing Daniel, you know she needs to be in mint condition before the selection begins. Talking down to her won't help us get her ready in any way. I Look over to the other and much more reasonable man pulling my right foot. He appears to be stronger then the blond handsome man on my left. His Brown and messy hair cover half of his face which leaves Space for my imagination to shape his features in my mind.

We reach the top of the staircase and my feet are finally let down from the strenth of the two men keeping me hostage. The Brown haired man given the name Harry, slowly pulls his hand towards me offering to help me get up. Without thinking i firmly grab his hand and get up onto my feet. I'm feeling dizzy and in a matter of seconds i Fall into Harry's strong and comforting arms. Woah there, are you alright? He asks. I stay still and stare into his magical Pearl blue eyes. I'm all good. I answere hiding my clearly red and blushed cheeks. Cut out the flirting Harry, you know this one is already Reserved. And i'm sure her owner wouldn't like her toy to Come used. Daniel gives a cheeky grin as Harry and I back up from each other. My owner? I ask with a frightening glare. Harry gives me a Look of sympathy and lets me into the room in front of us.

I walk inside and i am already overwhelmed by it's inside. The room is as big as any house i have ever seen. On top of that it's furnished So fancy you would think queen Elizabeth slept here. I'm pointed by Daniel to a big, Golden bathtub in the Centre of this magestic room. You need to take a shower. Wash both your body and your hair. Oh and make sure you shave, everywhere. I am instructed by Daniel. Both men stare at me in silence as i begin to undress and get into the bathtub. Do you mind leaving the room? I need privacy. I say confidently trying to hide my naked body with my hands. Forget it princess, we need to keep an eye on you at all Times. Oh and don't flatter yourself, i've seen better. I get another cheeky reply from Daniel. I try to stay strong. I don't want him to know that his Words are getting to me.