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It's 3 a.m. , all I can see is darkness around me and the sound of cars driving, I don't know where we are at this point, I've been back here for what seems like forever.. My name is Bryson Alix I'm 18 years old. I've been kidnapped by a male in his mid 20s I didn't get a very good look at his face cause of how dark it is. I wonder if Steven is okay... I have to go now. The car stopped, I'll check back in if I ca-....

May 16, 2034

Bryson: I had just gotten out of 4th block as i was walking to my locker to put my books away for the start of summer vacation, when I saw Mr. Jhoans standing at my locker, "Hey Mr. Jhoans , what are you up to this summer?" I asked him out of pure curiosity, mainly to just have reason to talk to him.

Mr. Jhoans: school is finally over. I can finally fulfill my plan. He's such a fool for telling me every single detail of his summer, knowing he's moving into his own place by himself. Just wait till he sees what I have in store he really wont be able to stop looking at me. Oh here he comes act natural. " Oh hey Bryson I didn't see you there, I'm probably moving out of the state to get a new job somewhere else. Are you still getting your own place this summer?"

Bryson: God, he's so hot when he talks. I quickly zone back in. "*rubs the back of my neck and smiles/blushes* Oh yeah, I'm almost finished moving in. Maybe you could come over tomørrow to help me finish moving in if you wouldn't mind?" God I can't stop looking into is bright blue and brown eyes, his gorgeous, curly, vibrant ginger hair.

Mr. Jhoans : Wow, he just made my plan so much easier. "Oh, of course Bryson. I wouldn't mind coming over to help you out. Maybe afterwards I could take you out to eat? On me. So, what do you say? I mean I'm not a stranger, I've known you since you were in the 2nd grade. Just a couple of friends, hanging out." I started to sweat, fearing that I pushed my luck a little with asking him out. God, why am I so anxious? I'm 26 God damn it. Jesus Christ... I haven't felt this way since I was 16..

Bryson: Oh my god, did he just ask me out?! I stood there in shock unsure if this was reality anymore. This has only played out in my head about a million time, so I was so sure that it was just a daydream. I stood there silently until I realized that this was really happening, but still I didn't say anything. I'm pretty sure I haven't said anything in 2 minutes.

Mr. Jhoans: Nice job, you really messed it up now. He won't even say anything. Standing there in regret, from the words just came pouring out of my mouth, but I didn't realize that, I too have not said a word in just as long.

Bryson: I finally get myself out of shock and manage to say something while I fiddle around with my locker combination, "Yes." I said quickly. "I mean, yeah, or yes, of course, I would like that." *I smile as I open my locker and place my school stuff in it and take my jacket and gym clothes out.* *I awkwardly grab Mr. Jhoans hand and slide his shirt sleeve up a little, while taking my purple marker out of my pocket and write my phone number to where the other teachers won't see it. I toss my marker into my locker before closing it. I slide his shirt sleeve back down. "So, text me when you get home okay?"

Mr. Jhoans: *I began to blush and get butterflies* "I'll text you then." *I begin to walk about from him after brushing one of his curls out from behind his glasses, then in a more normal volume I say* "Have a good break Bryson, remember don't do anything I wouldn't do." *I chuckle a little as I walk away back to my classroom. I walk in my room and put my papers and my laptop in my bag. As I finish putting the chairs on the table I grab my camera and exit the room and lock it. I headed to the office to punch out so I could prepare myself for the exciting night that is yet to come.*