Chapter 2 Understood?

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Everyone, all eight people, are freaking out. Yeah, most of us obviously have anxiety issues but Sandra is trying to calm everyone down so it's better to just shut up and let her talk.
"Now, you've all been talked to. Every single one of you know what's going on, but please understand that you are all safe even though someone is looking for you. Please remain calm. You will be put through the changing processes an-"
Haley interrupts "changing processes? Like what?"
Sandra looks at her with wide eyes looking like she's about to kill her for interrupting but answers the question.
" changes such as how your hair looks, it will be cut and dyed. Your names, your birth dates. Even your eye color and clothing style. We will leave no loose ends."
We all look at each other.
"Now, please go to one of the working humans in here and they will help you. There are enough workers for each of you. Please do this separately in separate rooms. Thank you." Says Sandra as she shoos us away with her hands.
I'm paired with a tall tan skinned woman with black hair like mine  and eyes as dark as mine.  Her name tag reads Vanessa. She has a great sense of style and she was a very nice woman.
"We're going to Change you're hair cut but I want you to like it. Tell me, do you want to keep in kind of long or chop it all off. I'd hate to cut it off. It looks 3ft to me." She tells me.
"Keep it kind of long, but keep me safe too." I say with a smile.
She chuckles.
Now 3ft of hair is pretty long for being 5"2 and I was just as devastated as she was to cut it off.
"What color should we dye this." Says Vanessa as she goes through the many colors. "Ah, how about this: let's do something different from the rest of your friends. Let's put some purple ombré in there and keep the natural color at the top!"
"That sounds amazing! Let's do it."
1 hour later.
"Now we need to change your style and I want you to look killer." She says taking out the rack of clothing.
The stuff that she brings are mostly leather things, Dark colors, and  extremely killer. I love it all. It reminds me of the things I liked in highschool.
"Do you like it?" She asks excitedly.
"Vanessa, I love it!" I respond.
"Go take a shower and wash all of that extra color off and I'll get you something to wear. You'll probably have a few more minutes left and we can do something special with your hair." She says but I hesitate. "Go on."
I walk out of the room in the silk robe provided and look left then right. I run to the bathrooms making sure no one saw me and started a shower.
The moment I got out Molly came in. She hugs me but doesn't say anything.
5-10 minutes later
I go into my room to see cloths sitting on the chair. I assume that those were the clothes she left me, and I was right. I was standing in the body mirror when Vanessa came in and gasped.
"Sweetheart, you look so beautiful." She says in awe.
I wait a few seconds before responding "If only I wasn't trying to hide." There's silence.
The outfit is all from forever 21. A black V neck shirt, red skinny jeans, black high-healed knee boots, and a leather jacket. It's all very overwhelming. I'm very scared but I remember what Asher said. I need to be strong and that's what I intend to do.
Vanessa is curling the ends of my hair as I'm doing my makeup. I choose light colors because of all the dark clothing. I have to say, my hair looks like something you'd see in a TV commercial so you can tell that the workers were very professional.
"All done." Says Vanessa very relieved, "you look beautiful."
"Thank you." I say back,".... Do I need to go out now?"
"Take as much time as you need, but I'm going to go clean up." She responds.
I take one last look in the body mirror and admire myself a moment before getting out. As I walk out of the door everyone is waiting for me.
"Ah, just like in highschool, huh Jasmine?" Asks Bailey in a teasing manor and everyone laughs.
"Feeling the love, you guys!" I say back, everyone laughs again.
Just then, Sandra walks in and starts to talk.
"Ah, don't you all look lovely. Now that you all are looking very different, you need to change your information. Do that now. It should only take a few moments."
I look at the computer asking me what I want my name to me and how old I want to be and when I want my birthday to be. I pick the following:
Haven Tyler
34 years old born on July 23,1995.

That's all we had to change and the rest would be taken care of.
About 30 minutes later we have another speech  but from Asher as he hands out our ID cards. "You all need to be very careful and cautious. You have a curfew of 10pm. You will not speak to anyone outside of this room and you are not to talk to anyone out side unless spoken to. And if anyone asks you for information about yourself, tell them only what is on this card being handed to you."
We are only to tell them as much as our names to our birthday, so not much.
"We can never be to careful. You need to do this in order to stay safe. Sandra and I are only looking out for you and trying to protect you." He says as Sandra nods her head with the largest grimace I've ever seen. We all look at each other. "Understood?" Asks Asher.
We all look at each other again and Toby pulls me closer to him.
"....yes...." 

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