so... this is what happened

Chapter 1

I open up my eyes. It's dark. I'm lying on a cold, wet ground. Where the hell am I? I'm hoping this is all a joke and my friends will come to get me soon. I stand up from where I was lying and walk towards the door that is blocking my way to get out. The door is made of bars so I can look though it. All I can see is an empty hall, no one to be seen.

'Hello?' I yell through the halls but there's no response whatsoever. I walk back to the wall I woke up next to. I let out a big sigh. Memories from the past view weeks came flooding back, making me wish I never trusted the people I did trust. It's hard for me to figure out who your actual friends are and who are just there to play games. I don't understand how people can enjoy someone elses misery so much. I am not saying i'm holy. I have played pranks and I did promise a guy I didn't know to go on a date with my best friend, and that turned out to go very wrong. If I wasn't there to save the night i'm sure he would've ended up with a dart in his eye. She sounds  hysterical, and she is, but she was my best friend. Yes that's right, I said was. There is an explanation but I'll talk about that later.

I am tapping my food on the beat of the song that's playing in my head. It's  not like I got anything beter to do.

'Why does this happen to me' I sigh.

'Isn't that a little cliché?' I hear a voice say.

'Oh my god, I already have voices in my head' I say out loud. I hear a giggle.

'Don't worry, it was just me. Maybe I should've let you known I was here when you called out "hello" earlier, but I was trying to sleep and I wasn't very happy with the fact that you ruined my beauty sleep'

'Who are you and where is your voice coming from?' I ask the voice that clearly belongs to a boy.

'I'm sitting next to you. There's just a wall between us. You know, I'm happy that there's finally someone that I can talk to, besides the guards that stop by once in a while' the boy says.

'You sure talk a lot' I say resting my hand on my head. I have a massive headache.

He laughs. 'I'm sorry, I just figured it would be better to talk than doing nothing all day. So... what's your name?'

'Grace' I tell him. 'Yours?'

'My name is Caden. Are you from America too?'

'Yup. How long have you been here for? And what did you do?' I ask.

'It's a long story' he responses.

'Well.. I guess we got enough time, don't we? My story is a long one too...'

'Why would I tell you? I don't know you' he says. I can practically hear the smirk on his face.

'Ask me all you want. I got nothing to hide'

'Alright, I'll start off easy. How old are you and whats your birthday?'

'I thought you wanted to start of easy but here you are asking me two questions at the same time' I say smiling.

'Oh come on, it's the same thing. I'm sure you can handle it'

'17, November 2nd, you?'

'Oh so you're asking questions now too huh?' He says.

'It's only fair isn't it?' I response.

'I guess it is, i am 18 years old and my birthday is may 16th'

'Do you realise that you're making your questions and answers as long as possible?' I ask him.

'Do you realise you make every answer to my question as short as possible?' He answers.

'Wow, here I thought I was lucky for having some great company, but I have this feeling you're going to torture me with your witty comments.' I say to him while I chuckle.

'I can shut up if you want' he aswers.

'No, please don't! Wow that sounded pretty desperate. Um... I mean, just keep talking or else I think I'm gonna die of boredom.'

'And you say that I talk a lot? That's pretty hypocritical Grace'

'Oke, so you're using my name now? Moving fast aye?' I ask.

'Yeh I thought we were opening up to each other'

'Oke then Caden, let me ask you a question. What state are you from?'

'Dallas, Texas. Now, you probably don't see this coming but what state are you from?'

'Omaha, Nebraska'

'Interesting....' he says.

'Oh yeh? Why?'

'I don't know, I just wanted to have something to say'

'Smooth man' I say laughing. He laughs too. It's silent for a while. It's a nice silence. Just taking in what just happened. Talking to a stanger in a place I don't belong. That's pretty odd.

'You know what's weird?' I say, interrupting the silence.

'What?'

'I am trying to imagine what you look like. I'm imagining brown hair and brown eyes. V-neck and black jeans that probably hang over your but when you're standing. And if it isn't taken away from you by the guards you're probably wearing a cap' I tell him

'Wow, I must say it's pretty accurate. Although, I have blue eyes but the rest is pretty much true' he says.

'Awesome' I say smiling.

'Oke so now it's my turn to tell you how I imagine you. I'm thinking the average blond hair blue eyes with.....'

I let out a laugh.

'What?' He asks.

'I'm sorry for interrupting but i'm trying to imagine myself with blonde hair, but I just can't' I say as i'm still laughing.

'Oh, so you're not blonde?'

'Nope, must mean you fall for blondes. Good to know I guess' I say smiling as I shake my head.

'Not in particular, just matched your voice to a blonde girl and it made sense'

'Oke, so I sound like a blonde? How can you hear what hair color someone has?'

'There's no trick, I normally am really good at guessing' he explains.

'Well you suck this time! I say back.

'How do I know you are not lying, I can't see you so maybe you are lying and you are blonde and my guessing skills are awesome'

'I'm sorry to dissapoint you, but your so called "guessing skills" need some practice because I'm not blonde'

'I guess I'll never know' he chuckles.

'Do you know when food is coming?'

'Are you hungry?' He asks.

'I am always hungry, come on i'm a teenage girl'

'Don't worry, I don't judge. I could use some food too'

'Let's convince the guards' I say standing up.

'hey! Whoever can hear me! We are hungry!' I yell through the still empty halls.

'Yeh! I mean come on, we're teenage kids!' Caden yells after me making us both laugh.

'You still have to tell me your story' I say to him.

'Only if you tell me your story too' he answers and I smile slightly.

Is it possible that these small ten minutes with a complete stanger made me happier that most of my "friends" made me in the 6 years I've known them?

*****

Heyy!  I am Dionne and I decided to write a story. I would love to know what you all think and if you think I should continue. Let me know!

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