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This is my first book so don't expect it to be..........the best.

"Could someone help me up?" Everyone rushed past me too fast. They made my head spin not helping my pounding migraine. Men, women, and children rushed past me as I lay helpless on the floor. Am I invisible? No. I can see my self in their eyes as they stare at me. Tears in my eyes. It was true everyone in big cities are rude.

I didn't know where I was but all I knew was that it was a big city by the skyscrapers that surrounded me. They were tall and many different shades of gray and brown.

A tall long haired man grabbed my hand. He pulled me up helping me as I stumbled when I tried to stand. My knees were scraped and bleeding. Deep cuts carved in my skin.

"Hi." His voice was deep and caring. His arms were build he had a hard chest. He must've worked out.

"Hey, thanks." My voice was shaky and shy. I wasn't one to talk to boys without embarrassing myself.

"Your welcome." He was gorgeous. His voice was sexy.

"Umm would you happen to know where we are?"

"Cleveland."

"Cleveland?" Tears pinched at her eyes. I didn't want to cry not here.

"You're not supposed to be here are you?" He yelled so I could here him over the crowds noise.

"I....I don't know." I put my hands on my temples trying to hold in my cries of pain from my headache .

"Sam!" A very attractive man walked towards us. The man who helped me up must be Sam. The short haired attractive man stood next to Sam looking me up and down. "Who is she?" I blushed as he looked at Sam impressed.

" I'm Maria." I reached out and shook his hand. Man, they were hot.

"Dean." He said as he took my hand. His hands were greasy, like he just ate a burger or something.

"Where are you from?" Sam asked concerned.

"Um." I tried to remember where I came from or of people. I couldn't remember much. Just my name.

They looked at me with worried glances. "Maria, do you know where your from?" Sam's voice was hush. I looked up into his eyes never realizing how tall he is. They are both tall but Sam is taller.

"No." I was honestly confused. "I know I'm not from here."

"Well, how did u get here?" Deans said making me wonder what I was doing here. I looked around. Nothing seemed familiar. "You don't know that either." Dean said annoyed.

"Um" I sounded stupid. My cheeks grew hot. I blushed with embarrassment.

"It's okay. We'll help." Sam said sounding reassuring. Dean rolled his eyes.

"Um Sam could you come over here." He walked a few steps back. Signaling Sam to one towards him.

"One second." He smiled light heartedly. And walked towards Dean. "What?" He said sounding angry. I tried not to listen to their conversation so I walked a little bit further away from them.

I looked around at all the people that filled the streets. Each of them different. But one of them caught my eye. He stared at me from a distance. His eyes were all black. The way he looked at me scared me. It wasn't that he looked like he was gonna rip my face off, it's just that his eyes stared deep inside me.

I gave him an awkward glance and looked towards Sam and Dean. They began walking towards me. I looked back in the direction that the man was standing and he was gone. I looked at Sam confused.

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