The Matchmaking Project

Chapter 4

Drew in pic

Sapphire's POV
"Not to sound rude, but who the fuck are you." I ask with no hint of fear and a poker face on my face. Rob had always told me to never show emotion or else they will know that you're becoming weak. The driver looked at me through the mirror and smirks at me.
"The Boss has been very patient with you Sapphire. When you stopped uploading your videos he began to worry, so he sent me to come and get you to have a very special... Meeting." He said in a very sinister voice.
Who the fuck is "The Boss"?? I thought. While he was paying attention to the road, I quickly snuck out my phone, and went to the app Rob and some computer genius made to protect me. It has a big red button and it immediately contacts Rob and the police and acquires my location every two seconds to both of them. When I pushed the button, I quickly put my phone someplace they wouldn't find. Just as I put it back, he glanced up at me and said that we were almost there. Hopefully Rob got the signal... As I looked outside of the window, I saw we came into a gated neighborhood, then I did a double take. It wasn't a neighborhood, it was just one property. We passed through the gates and went through winding roads and then came to a mansion about the size of a small elementary school. Whoever owns this place must be filthy rich. And powerful, very very powerful. And that got me scared. As soon as we pulled into the giant car circle, the guy got out of of the driver's side and opened my door.
" Do you honestly think I'm going to get out and listen to you? I'm not going anywhere in that maze of a house!" I say frantically.
"Well if you don't, we could always sedate you and trap you in a highly secure room and make you do whatever the Boss says or you die." He says casually. I don't get how he could do that to someone, well I do, but that's not the point. I quickly get out bringing everything I had with me. The guy led me into a huge foyer areas and then down a series of halls and then to a single door at the end of a long hallway. Which is pretty creepy if you ask me. What was even creepier, was that the room looked exactly like mine. Down to the pillows, which is hard since I practically murder my pillows they are so deformed. But the good thing is that I knew where everything was. And my closet had all of the clothes I've worn in my videos. I was just about to ask the guy who brought me in here something when I heard the door shut and then lock from the outside with a click. I'm trapped in this room until who knows when...well, time to break out the music. This is going to be a really long day. But why me? I'm not that good at YouTube videos.All I do is sing and say some random comment or whatever. Why did this guy have to be interested in me?How did he figure out my routine? And what was so interesting in my life or my videos? As I sat there listening to my music, a boy around my age got shoved into the room, and tripped, falling right onto me. Just saying, this guy was hot, like, holy cow. He has the bluest eyes with specks of green when you get close enough like I was at the moment. Then I realized what happened and shoved him off of me with a glare.
"Be more careful next time will ya? Who are you?" I say, putting on a serious facade.
"I'm Drew, apparently I'm your new roommate or what the guy described as 'your new boyfriend'." He says.

I stared at him with a bored expression for a moment and then looked down. You have got to be kidding me. Not only did I have to put up with the experiment, but now this?? What is wrong with this guy?! I decided to just shrug it off and put in my other earbud. Just as I put it in, I smile because of the song that just came on. I was getting so into my music that I forgot that he was there. After a while, I glanced up to see his lips moving, as if he were trying to talk to me;he looked pretty angry too. Once again, I just shrugged it off until he did the worst possible thing to me. He angrily ripped out one of my earbuds and shouted "WOULD YOU STOP LISTENING TO YOUR DAMN MUSIC AND LISTEN TO ME." After he did that, I got pissed, really pissed. No one messes with me when I have my music on. I quickly got up and backed him up into a corner of the room, by then, he looked kinda of frightened.