Author's Note: Hey guys! Sorry it's been a week or so since I've updated, but I have the next chapter up now! ^___^ This is like a filler chapter. I just wanted to get past this part and get into the better more interesting part. LOL Sorry, I know this chapter isn't much, but at least it's something! I hope you like it though! (:
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~ Angela POV ~
It felt like I’ve been sleeping for a decade... man this bed is a 100 times more bigger and comfortable than my bed at home. I felt like I was floating on a cloud. Then I realized that this was NOT my room. I'm 100% sure of that. Did I get kidnapped? Oh no! What if I was raped? Why am I not at home? My parents are going to be so worried! They're going to call the cops and the cops wouldn't be able to help because I'm sure I just disappeared without a speck of evidence to figure out where I am now, and then I would be here and stuck in a room forever and ever and I'll never be able to go home because no one will be able to find me! I struggle to keep my breath. I need to calm down and not panic so much.
Deep breaths.
In and out.
In and out.
That's when I opened my eyes; the first thing I see is a bunch of different shades of blue around me. I had to squint to adjust to the bright light around me. I saw a bunch of emptiness between me and the wall. I literally thought I was sleeping in the middle of my school's football field and you know how big a football field is? Big. Very big.
Then I heard a voice that seemed so familiar.
Who is it?
It's probably the kidnapper.
Why is he in this room?
What does he want with me?
Then I twisted my head 90 degrees towards my left. The first thing I saw was…Wait, is that Chris? He looked like he was so worried about someone. Then I noticed it was me he was worried about.
He leaned in and whispered to me with a very soothing and friendly voice while stroking my hair "Shhh it's going to be okay, you can go to sleep more if you want,” But, I was like NO! What the heck!? Who would be able to sleep knowing that you are in a stranger's room with no way out? Not me. I then sat up and put my back to the frame of the bed. I replied back to him how people would do when they are in an unfamiliar place. I blurted out anything I could think of “How did I get here? Where am I? Why are you here? And what do you want with me?!" What’s going on? Is this a dream...?
He answered me saying “This is all a dream." I smiled thinking that this was really a dream, so I went along with it...
"So can I have something to eat? Could I also have maybe something to drink, too?" I smiled up at him innocently.
He sighed in relieve and said "Alright I'll get right on it." he called out for a maid and when the maid came in, he whispered something to her and she smiled then left the room to come back to the room minutes later with just what I asked for.
Oh, this is heaven. I thought
I ate a full course meal of steaming hot bacon, sweet waffles, sausages, and scrambled eggs. The food was, of course, decorated beautifully with fresh picked flowers and a design made of chocolate. This is awesome! There was also a cart of dessert right next to my bed. I LOVE this dream! I never want it to end!
After that wonderfully deliciously made breakfast in bed I just had, I was up and ready to run a whole mile! And I never run! Right when I was ready to explore this new dream, Chris asked me something.
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Sommers' Secrets (Not edited)
Teen FictionAngela Smith is an eighteen year old girl from California who just graduated high school and ready to set foot on an adventure with her two best friends this summer. She soon receives a mysterious invitation that changes everything... In Blue Sky...
