I woke up in a strange thing. It looked somewhat like a capsule.
"Hey! Is anyone out there! Hey! Hello? GET ME OUT OF HERE!" I kept on banging in the walls, trying to get out of this thing that kept me prisoned. So I fell on my knees and prayed to a God out there, to tell me what's going on.
Wait,
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Fell
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"Fall in line everyone" the facilitator said.
"Excuse me, what's going on? Why are we supposed to fall in line?" I said to the girl in front of me.
"I don't really know. I just heard someone say that we're supposed to get injected by the love potion." She replied.
I strapped on by backpack and fell in line, when someone poked my shoulder.
"Amelia! Hey it's been a really long time. 2 years right? So, how's it going?" Stacy, my former classmate, said.
"Oh hey Stacy! Yeah, it really has been a long time." I replied as a smile started to etch in my face.
I was actually quite happy despite the past few days, because I knew that I had someone whom I can be comfortable around.
"Stacy! It's your turn!" somebody from the beginning of the line shouted.
"Bye. I've got to go now. See you around." She bid me good bye as she went to her place.
Minutes passed and I was almost there. Just 2 more people and it would already be my turn.
"Hey, watch where you're goi-, oh sorry Stacy, didn't see you there." I said as I tried to keep both of us balanced.
"Stacy? Who's Stacy? I'm subject number 5, or S5."she replied
"Stacy, stop joking dude, it's not funny." I said.
But instead of answering me, she just looked into the distance and walked away.
Something is very wrong here, and I'm about to fi-
"Miss, it's your turn." A girl wearing a nurse's uniform told me while she prepared a syringe.
"Wait, what's inside that thing?" I said, as I took two steps back.
"Miss, it will only hurt more if you deny it." The nurse was now gripping my arm tightly.
"No! I do not want that in my system." I tried to run but men in black approached me and cuffed my arms, making me face the nurse.
"Miss, give me your hand."
"No!"
"Miss gi-"
"NO!" I shoved her hand away as the syringe fell to the floor.
But the guards were strong enough to seize my body.
"It will be alright."
But it didn't. Because the next thing that happened was my world crumbling down, and everything turning black.
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"Hey, Miss? Wake up, dude wake up." A glaring light greeted me as I opened my eyes.
I could now see silhouettes of what looked like people.
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The Game of Love
Teen FictionLOVE WILL ALWAYS BE A LOSING GAME 15 people, 1 victor Who shall remain standing? After decades of research, scientists, have now found and created the concoction that most romantic people, and probably cupid's assistants have been searching for; the...