The Secrets Of Internationals [Ended]

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Stephanie's POV
We all get up and make our way towards the auditorium. It's really cool actually; the hotel is connected to where Internationals is held so whenever there is someone performing there they can stay and get to the venue quickly.
But we're all really nervous. Or at least I am. We have no idea what's going on or how long this will last or anything. I pull the sleeves of my cardigan over my hands and cross my arms over my chest.

"You OK?" Michelle asks. I jump suddenly, making her laugh a bit.
"Um, yeah, you could say that. Despite the fact that we might be being held hostage here," I say to her.
"I know. This whole thing just so weird," Michelle replies.

"We'll be OK. I hope," I say, suddenly feeling happy. She smiles back. I tuck my hair behind my ear on the side closest to her. I helped her, so I guess it's time for her to help me a bit too.

Just after Michelle and I finished our conversation, we see the entrance to the auditorium. James, who is at the front, pushes the door open, walking inside. We all follow quickly behind, to see all the other teams sitting down, talking. Most of them see us as we walk in, seeing as we are the last team to arrive. We then see that there are twelve seats left, all with pieces of paper on them, on the other side of the auditorium. We make our way over, squeezing past the Jamaican, Mexican, Kenyan and F.Y.R Macedonian team. (Oh the countries you learn that exist from watching Eurovision...) We then see that each piece of paper has someone's name on it, and the team. Which, in my opinion, is just so creepy. I sit on the chair that says "The Next Step, Canada, Stephanie" after picking up the paper and keeping it in my hand. It also clearly says "DO NOT TURN OVER UNTIL TOLD" and I don't want to die or anything so I obey it. And then we wait...

Riley's POV
"DANCERS, ATTENTION PLEASE!" A voice booms. I startle. I then see that text, in other languages is being projected onto the curtains of the stage. Subtitles. This has been pretty well thought through, "AS YOU HAVE MOST LIKELY ALREADY NOTICED, ALL YOUR TEACHERS ARE MISSING," tension spreads across the room, "BUT YOU DON'T NEED TO KNOW WHERE ANY OF THEM ARE...YET. ANYHOW, WE HAVE YOU ALL GATHERED HERE, IN THE AUDITORIUM TO DESCRIBE HOW THIS 'GAME' WILL WORK. AS YOU CAN SEE EACH OF YOU HAVE A PIECE OF PAPER IN YOUR HANDS. I YOU MAY NOW TURN THEM OVER...NOW," I first look at James, then at the paper. I can see my hands shaking. I flip it over and see what it says: "Day 1, 66%." Day 1. How many more will there be? I look at James's: it says 79%. I don't know what this means.
"LET ME EXPLAIN WHAT THIS ALL MEANS. EACH DAY, YOU WILL ALL GET A CERTAIN PERCENTAGE. THE HIGHER THE PERCENTAGE, THE CLOSER YOU ARE TO BEING FREE FROM THIS NIGHTMARE. THE LOWER, THE CLOSER YOU ARE TO, WELL, QUITE THE OPPOSITE. IT WORKS LIKE THIS; YOU GET 100%, YOU ARE OUT OF HERE, ALIVE. IF YOU HIT 0%, YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE THIS BUILDING AGAIN, OR LEAST LIVE TO SEE IT," I gasp to myself. Mindlessly, I take hold of James's hand, wrapping my fingers underneath his. Fear just hits me like a gong, "AND IF YOU ARE WONDERING HOW YOU CAN GUARANTEE YOUR SAFETY, THEN THAT IT FOR YOU TO WORK OUT YOURSELF..." There must be a reason why mine is lower than James's. Not drastically, but there must be something...
The subtitles switch off, and everyone goes into a loud, anxious discussion.
"Guys, let's go," Giselle says. We all get up and lead out, I not letting go of James's hand.

Thalia's POV
We leave the auditorium, not talking. James starts to pace around with his hands on the back of his head. I move closer to Eldon. He notices and doesn't move.
"This is so unfair," I say slowly.
"We know," says West. We're kind of in a rough circle right now. I can see tears start to fill Michelle's eyes.
"Guys, how about we just...stay together. For the next couple of days. Don't do anything too drastic and see what happens to our percentages. Then, after that, we maybe split up, do our own thing. If we do anything too serious, then it will come out in our scores. Agreed?" Giselle suggests. I scan our teams reactions. It seems pretty positive.
"I hate this already," Amanda groans. We then see the Swedish team come through the doors. One of the girls is in a fit of tears, another trying to comfort her. We better get used to this.
"So, let's just go back to our rooms for a bit, then meet back at like 12:30 for lunch - if there is any," Cierra suggests. We all go our separate ways, off to our rooms.

James's POV
I just went to my room to grab my phone - no signal of course - and I just thought I'd head to Riley's. Just to make sure she's OK.
I walk down the corridors, down to room 469, the one linked to Michelle and Giselle's. I knock. No reply. It's then realise the door is open. I push it open, only to hear quiet sobs. I open the door completely and my girlfriend, all curled up, her head between her knees. I shut the door behind me.
"Riley?" I say quietly. I get no response.
"Riley?" I say again, louder this time, "Babe, you ok?"
She turns her head to see me, watery lines of mascara rolling down her red cheeks, her eyes clouded with tears. I come over to her and wrap my arms around her waist, stroking my cheek against hers slightly. She uncurls herself and turns to face me, wrapping her arms around my neck. I rest my chin on her shoulder, our ears touching. I'd like to offer some words of comfort, but it would just sound really fake. The truth is, I'm so bloody terrified too.
We stay like this for a while whilst her tears dry up. I hug her a bit tighter, hold her a bit closer. She then kisses my cheek, right next to my ear. She moves her head, brushing her lips across my cheek as she moves to mine, kissing them hard. I kiss her back as I move us off the bed and I guide her the wall, our lips touching the entire time. I kiss her again, more passionately and for a longer time.
"What if Giselle or Michelle come in?" She asks in between a kiss, our mouths still really close.
"Don't even worry about it," I say back. She smiles as she kisses me, grabbing my shirt and pulling me in closer as I grab her top in an attempt to pull her closer to me.
"I'm scared," I say suddenly. I didn't mean to, but need to get this out.
"Why?" Riley asks me, continuing our conversation in between kisses.
"That one of us will die and leave the other alone," I whisper, breathing heavily. I lean in to kiss her again, but she turns her head so her cheek is pressed against the wall.
"Riley?" I ask, "did I upset you?"
"You did, but in the best possible way," she says back, turning her head again to face me. We have a locked eye contact for a few seconds until she kisses me yet again, hard and rough. I pull her from the wall and turn her round, pulling away to softly lay her on the bed. She draws her fingers through my hair and I kiss her neck, biting a little. I move myself so I'm laying on my side and I turn her round so our foreheads are touching. I stroke up and down her thigh, stoking her butt as I reach under her skirt. She lifts up my top, feeling my chest and toned abs. I kiss her again, this time sticking my tongue into her mouth, moving it around. We make out for a few minutes, our hands roaming around each other's bodies until she guides me on top of her. I take my shirt off, then doing the same to hers. I lean down and lightly suck on her breasts, moving my hands down to her skirt and I wiggle it down her legs. As I start to do so she unbuckles my belt, throwing it across the room. I unbutton my own trousers, moving myself off of her to take them off. I go back on top of her, both in our underwear. I lower myself on top of her and kiss her neck. I make my way around her waist, legs, until I get to knickers and sneak two fingers in. But then she stops me.
"James, I don't want Giselle and Michelle to catch us. I want to feel safe doing this," she tells me. I nod understandingly. Instead, I roll next to her and wrap my arms around her almost naked body, as she does the same to me.

Hope y'all liked that chapter! And OMG Lost and Found just got SO GOOD. But seriously Tulli and Mary 💏💏💏

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