Imagination

The breakfast fight

Something noisy woke me up. At first, I thought Jeanie would do this noise. But after I opened my eyes I saw, that Cecilie was searching for something.

"What's the matter?" I yawned.

"I'm searching for my mascara. It's 100£ worth. Do you know where it is? By the way: We'll have breakfast now. I bet this stupid Jeanie tooo my mascara. She went already downstairs to living room, cause she said, that she doesn't like to sit here. I can't understand this girl. She is so unlogical", Cecilie sighed.

I stood up and opened my closet. I have more clothes now, then I had before. Cecilie turned on the TV while I choosed my clothes for today.

The news started and Elizabette Heelton popped up. She looked serious into the camera and said:

Hello and welcome back to the News, I'm Elizabette Heelton. We'll start at the most dramatical news from London. Three girls are missed, which were at the Shawn-Mendes Concert. As you know there's a murderer which kills girls. Girls, which where on this concert. These three girls haven't got kidnapped at the same time or place. Leyla Watson went with her dog for a walk and was last seen at McDonalds, were she bought a coffee. After that, she went away, talking with someone on her phone but suddenly her track got lost. Loreen was sitting near a street and waiting for her bus when someone called her and she went away, while talking on her mobile. Her track got lost at a park. Almost the same thing happened to Cecilie. She was last seen at the Gucci Store when someone called her and she went away. Is this a coincidence or is there something more...? Let's go on with..."

While Cecilie watched the news til the end I dressed up and put my makeup on.

"Were you really talking on your phone?", she asked.

"Yes. With my best friend. Millie. What about you? You were at the gucci store?! At morning?!", I laughed.

"Yeah. Why not? My aunt called me. Then I had to turn off my phone - low battery, you know. And suddenly there were these guns in front of me. And I got into the car...my high heels broke!!!!", she told me.

She turned the TV off and we went downstairs to the kitchen where Jeanie was eating a Croissant after another. Near her: Shawn.

"Hi Shawn. How are you. Did you sleep well?", Cecilie smiled and asked with such a sweet voice, that I could get diabetes. She's such a bitch. A friendly bitch. Somehow.

"Hey Cecilie. I did sleep well. I'm so happy that nobody of you sneaked out of your room. I had this fear, that one of you would do this. But thank god you're all very nice girls", he grinned and looked to me.

I sat down and took a coffee cup. A girl appeared. Red hair, blue eyes, a lot of freckles. She looked hysterical. "Shawn. Help. Call someone. Railee isn't breathing anymore. Her heart isn't beating...we woke up and she was in her bed and we tried to wake her up. 15 minutes ago we tried to wake her up for the first time. She didn't react and...", she cried.

Shawn stood immediately up, said "I'm sorry. I got to go" to us, and ran with this redhaired girl upstairs.

"We're more than three girls here?", Jeanie asked. Cecilie sighed:" We're twelve. Well...now we're eleven"

"Don't be so negativ. She can survive!!", Jeanie shouted.

"Do you know how big the chance is, that she survives when her heart isn't beating anymore since more than 15 minutes? It's as big as you turn to your sister Loreen when you drink her ash. Zero Chances.", Cecilie hissed.