Maura
❝ Hold me down, hold me down Sneaking out the back door, Make no sound Knock me out, knock me out Saying that I want more, this is what I live for ❞
I bobbed my head up and down to Halsey's latest song.
Beep. Beep.
"Knock it off!" I yelled. "I have eyes, you think I don't see the light turned green?"
Beep. Beep.
I rolled my eyes frustrated, the person behind me acts like we all don't have somewhere to be. That being said, my eyes drifted down to the invitation in my passengers seat. The note didn't have a lot of writing just a date and time to arrive at a building. Any other time I would have discarded the note, but I didn't have any plans. That and the fact my curiosity got the best of me.
I pulled into the parking lot of what seemed to be an abandoned building. I quickly checked my makeup in the mirror, wiping away stray lipstick from my mouth. I opened my door and clutched my purse close to my chest. I didn't see anyone around, but I didn't want to take chances and get robbed.
Here goes nothing.
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"Hello!" I yelled for the millionth time. I've been roaming around the building for half an hour and still haven't found a single person in sight.
I checked my phone and I had five missed calls from my friends. I sighed putting my phone away. I should get going.
I turned on my heel and that is when I heard a strange noise.
Thump. Thump.
"Who's there," I asked raising my voice slightly.
Thump. Thump.
"Come on Maura, its probably some kids trying to scare you."
BOOM.
I jumped backwards loudly screaming.
"That's it," I said, readjusting my purse on my shoulders. I stuck my chin up high and decided to figure out where the noise is coming from.
I slowly edged towards the back of the building when the noise became louder.
Thump. Thump.
I realized the noise was coming from the door and slowly reached my hand towards the knob.
Please let it be a stray animal or something.
I pushed the door opened and came face to face with a bunch of teenagers who looked miserable.
"Oh great!" A scrawny mexican boy groaned. "Who invited the chink here?"
"E-excuse me?" I shrieked. "Who exactly are you?"
"Adolf Hitler at your service," he extended his crusty hand, smiling.
"Your racist jokes are getting old Polar!" A blonde haired boy snapped.
"Well maybe if you had a sense of h-"
"Maybe if you weren't so rac-"
Polar held his hands up in surrender, "You know Andy, since you're blonde and Hitler saved your people, I don't think you should hate him as much."
"He kille-"
Wait...Andy? Polar?
"Andy? Polar?" I said in confusion.
