Chapter One

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by EreminNerd

by EreminNerd

Mason's POV
I ran as fast as I could. "Mason!" Connor yelled ,my BFF. Tears slid down our face. No. We can't...I want to go home. "Connor speed up! Don't slow down!" I yelled back. His green eyes looked into my blue ones.
"Get back here! MASON! CONNOR!" I ignored the man. Suddenly there was a cliff. I stopped. Under it was an ocean. "What do we do?" Connors breath quickened. "Jump."
"ARE YOU CRAZY?!"
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes! But this is insane!"
"I don't care! I need you to trust me!" He looked at me and back before nodding. I held my hand which he grabbed and we jumped.
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I woke up to the smell of fish. I let out a groan. "Look who's up." I turned my head to see Connor. "Where are we?"
"On a ship. They found us on the sand and nurses us back to health."
"Where are we going?"
He smiled.
"Connor? Where?"
"London."
"LONDON?! WHY?!"
"To see your family!"
"Wha-"
"There dead. Remember?"
"Yeah but..."
"No buts. We're only an hour away from arrival."
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"You boys sure you will be okay?" The captain asked. "Yeah. Bye! And thanks!"
I looked down at my clothes. A huge dirt filled shirt and dirty baggy pants. I know my face is covers in dirt. My wounds were wrapped.
No the best image. "Do you remember your parents?" Connor asked. I nodded.
"How could I forget? My mom had blue eyes and black hair. Then my dad had brown hair."
"How was your mum? Was she nice?"
"You mean he?"
"Your mum is a boy?"
"Yeah. Philip Michael Lester. And my dad was Daniel James Howell."
Connor stopped. I gave him a funny loony till he pointed to a billboard the read
'LIVE TODAY! DAN AND PHIL!! BUY TICKETS TODAY FOR VIP!'
Dan and Phil? My parents? The picture was them. No way. I looked at him. He quickly dragged me up to the theater. He was about to open the door until a officer stopped us. "Need a ticket to get in."
"We don't have money!"
"Then no meeting Dan Howell and Phil Lester." He said.
Connor dragged me into an ally way. "Climb up! Now." I wasn't going to question. I did as I was told. "Go!" We ran into from the back. Shit. We were back stage. My feet stung from coldness. I was barefooted. "NOW WELCOME DAN HOWELL AKA DANISNOTONFIRE AND PHIL LESTER AKA AMAZINGPHIL!"
"Hey! Who are you! Security!" Connor and I looked at each other before running. Lucky for us. We're much thinner and faster. But the down side is were literally twigs.
"Come back here!" They grabbed Connor. "Run Mason!" I grabbed a mic that sat alone and ran. I quickly ran down the railing. I have no idea where I am or going. Soon I jumped into the cage looking thing. "No!" I noticed the square shape hole. I started crawling deeper into the hole. "You brat! Come back. Suddenly it was a dead end. Only a bit of light flashes from the roof. I opened it. I looked up to see a crowd of people. I'm on stage.

I crawled out earning a gasp from everyone. "Hello?" I looked to see.....mom?
"Come back here you brat!" The officer ran at me. "EEK!"
I put on the head set. "Don't you dare!"
"Don't you dare!" I mimicked. Lucky for me he's slow. I did a bunch of back flips just to throw him off. "Tired buddy? Well go get some rest! You know I'm too fast for you!" That earned a bunch of laughs from the huge crowd.
"Hello! I'm Mason! And this dude took my friend!" I looked at the cop. "Your both under arrests for this!" He yelled. I started to do a familiar thing. "Sexy end screen dance! Click here to tell this cop to give my friend back!" A bunch of people pointed. "NOT A CHANCE!"
Mom and dad just were led off stage. "Come on! I'm not going to hurt them! Ugh! This is so hard!" Suddenly I felt someone grab me. I looked up to see Connor. He smiled. He had a mic as well. We laughed I whispered something which he agreed. "Since this is meant for two people who love cats the best way I can say sorry is singing this."

"Ev'rybody Wants to be a Cat

Everybody wants to be a cat
Because a cat's the only cat who knows where it's at
Everybody's pickin' up on that feline beat
'cause everything else is obsolete

A square with a horn
Makes you wish you weren't born
Every time he plays
But with a square in the act
You can set music back
To the caveman days

I've heard some corny birds who tried to sing
Still a cat's the only cat
Who knows how to swing
Who wants to dig a long-haired gig stuff like that?
When everybody wants to be a cat

A square with a horn
Makes you wish you weren't born
Every time he plays
With a square in the act
You can set music back to the caveman days

Everybody wants to be a cat
Because a cat's the only cat who knows where it's at
When playin' jazz he always has a welcome mat
'cause everybody digs a swingin' cat

Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be a cat

Everybody, everybody
Everybody wants to be cat!"

That was stage song my parents always sang to me. We bowed as a bunch of people clapped. At that hell hole I always sang to people. Which is weird since everyone was older than me. They told me I had a soft voice. An angel voice.
We ran off the stage to the back zooming past people. I handed my parents thee stuff. Tears were in there eyes. "Here's your stuff back! Enjoy the show!" I would have stop and explained everything but with a cop on my tail I'd rather not. "Mason?" I smiled and winked before running. "TO NARNIA!" I laughed.
They remembered me....