The Girl With Blue Hair {A Novel}

-Chapter Six-

Blu's P.O.V:

I stepped off of Russel's parent's private plane, enjoying the crisp Michigan air. It was beautiful here, I had to admit. It was no Florida, but sure was a beautiful escape.

I didn't want to even turn my phone on, but I knew I had to call Melanie to tell her where I was. She hadn't been at school yesterday, so I didn't fill her in like I usually would have. Instead I had called her on the way to the airstrip and explained what he said and that I had to leave. I told her an "old friend" was helping me out, so I would be fine. She was still worried, but I promised to call when I landed, and she let me go.

So, grudgingly, I powered on my phone, unlocked it, and gasped at the few notifications before me. No, it was the fact that the notifications weren't from Sims, Boom Beach, or any of my apps.

They were texts.

They said:

Notifications

135 messages from Daniel [Dan]

127 messages from Melisdabest

75 messages from Mom -_-

32 messages from Ash <3

I frowned. I decided not to think anything of it yet, and set about finding Melanie's contact. I chose her house instead of her cell, she was probably grounded.

It just kept ringing and ringing, and finally it hit voicemail. I decided to leave her one.

"Hey Mel, I just landed, it's really nice here. Michigan is surprisingly pretty! Call me when you get this, love you!"

I hung up, wondering why she didn't call back- I was still in her time zone. Suddenly, my phone vibrated, indicating I had a text. I opened My Messages, and saw it was from Melanie.

Melisdabest: You idiot- I didn't pick up cause Ash was at my house asking questions. Then you left a voicemail and he says as long as you're safe. Like how do I respond to that?

Before I could reply, a bag was thrown over my head, leaving me with little to no visibility. I accidentally dropped my phone as I tried to fight whoever was holding me. The person overpowered me, and threw me into what I assume was a car. My hands were zip tied behind me, and I frowned, hoping Mel knew that I didn't mean to leave her on read. If she called and I didn't pick up, she could track my phone and come find me.

Except my phone was still laying on the pavement on the airstrip. I couldn't call and tell Russel what happened either.

This was gonna be interesting. I thought to myself as the automobile crunched to a stop and I was roughly dragged out.

At least, I smirked beneath the bag, I knew I could take whoever this was. They just messed with the wrong girl.

(Sorry it's short, but it's about to get good... I really wanted a cliffhanger for this ending. Anyway bye)

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