meet at wrong time

chapter 2-- against everyone

The next morning, I got up and put my back denim jacket on with my joggers and a black top. You would think I'm a mafia. All I wear is black. I was making my way to the room group A occupied. I used my access card to unlock the door. As soon as the door clicks open, it is swung open to reveal all 7 boys standing ready to attack. A sense of anxiety washes over me. 

I put my hands up in alien form, "Wow, I come in peace," I joked trying to mask that really I'm anxious of talking to them

"What are you doing here?" Says Thomas, I assume he is like the leader of the group. He's probably the stupid one who runs into battle without a good plan. Or have i just been reading to many books. 

"To answer questions and worries and to do my job," I gave them a awkward thumbs up, why do I have to be this way around new people. 

"Alright, come on in." Said Minho. I stepped inside, letting the door close behind me, locking us in.

"So what do you want to know?" I ask awkwardly as everyone is staring at me intensely. I hate being the centre of attention so badly i wish i could disappear even more right now.

"Is this still wicked?" Asked the one and only Thomas of Corse.

"No, we saved you from wicked. If we were wicked, you would be locked up and tested on." I really wasn't sure what to say at all. I pretty much rehearsed those lines day and night. 

"Ain't that what happening here?" Says the British one, newt.

"No -" I was cut off by newt.

"Ok, so are you Janson's daughter?" He continued stepping closer trying to intimidating me and it may be slight working. 

"Yes," I mumbled slightly.

"Do you know how to get out of here?" Jumped in Thomas.

"No, and you ain't getting out, ok?"

"She's right Tommy it's safe here. I mean, why would a 13 year old work for wicked." Newt suggested.

"15, actually." I muttered. I don't think anyone heard as they all started arguing, so I took that as my que to leave.

As I got halfway down the hallway, Janson came storming towards me, "what did you tell them?" He says whilst gripping my wrist tight. I want to go sleep today. I hate today. Let me sleep, then maybe not wake up... That sounds good to me. I might even wake up in another world that'd be sick. 

"Nothing just gaining trust." I said, trying to rip my hand from his intensely strong' grip.

"Y/N, don't be silly. What did you say." He tightens his grip further.

"I said hello, and we are not wicked, and I said I'm 15." I left out the part about them wanting to escape because it might cause trouble.

I quickly make my way to the canteen to get food after Janson realises my arm. As I'm walking down the hall, I was pulled into an empty lab and pushed against a wall. Before I could shout for help, a hand covered my mouth. Shit it's Thomas, "I'll let go if you don't shout or try to run."

I slowly nod, my head still confused about what's going on. He let's go, so I say, "What now?"

"Something isn't right with this place, and I know it. What do they do with the body's?"

My eyes widened. What am I supposed to say or do. I failed again. Why me? I'm going to end up kicked out to survive the outside world by myself.

"Thomas, I'm sorry... " is all I can say before a gun is pulled out and is reloaded. Thomas holds the gun to the side of my head. I really did curse the saying better you than I. I put my hands up in an attempt to surrender. "W.C.K.D," I said, given up. I'm dead either way now.