Chapter Seven - The Football Boys.

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Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Today is the first day back from winter break. I'm not looking forward to anything. Not seeing any of these annoying people or teachers or anything.

Everything is so boring I now. Marching Band is over, football season is ending, nothing is interesting.

The days seem to be as if it's waiting for something. I have nothing to look forward to. Band class is annoying now. I've always disliked my History and English teacher. I guess I can look forward to seeing my friends, but they've been getting on my nerves too.

I've been pretty down recently. I just need one epic moment, to lift my spirits. I told myself that and this year I'm going to be more positive; so I'm pretending to be happy.

I just want one, on thing to happen. Good or bad. I just need something to happen.

I'm walking down the hallway and I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around and before I can see, a bag is put over my head.

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I wake up with a pain in my head and back. I try to move, but my arms and legs are tied down. I realize I'm taped to a chair. A bag is still over my head so it's hard to breathe.

I hear footsteps, so I stop moving. They come closer and closer to me. They stop, I can't figure out where this person is, until a feel a hot breath on my face.

They're right in front of me.

I try to stay still as long as I can. The person begins to walk again. He or she, walks around me, taking long, slow steps. They stop once they are behind me.

We stay there in silence for a while. I begin to cry. I was being so quiet, the bag also muffled my cries.

"Oh no, don't cry." A male says, his voice is so familiar.

I stop crying. He begins to rub my back in soothing motions. He gently takes the bag off my head. My eyes refocus on my surroundings. Everything is blurry, but I can make out desks, a board, and a door.

We're in a classroom, but who's and why?

The man steps around and is now in front of me. My eyes fully refocus. I can finally see who kidnapped me. Dirty-blonde hair, blue eyes, a little stubble, and a football jersey.

"SHAWN!?"

"Hi, Natalia."

"Shawn, what the fuck? Why'd you kidnap me?"

"Long story. You were thinking out loud and you said that you wanted something good to happen - or something along those lines. And so I decided to save you!"

"One- this is the second time we've ever talked, so I find this odd. Two- how are you saving me by kidnapping me? We're still at school."

"Ahh Natalia, you're correct. This is the second time we've encountered, but Tyler tells us a lot about you and we feel like we know you pretty well. Also, school just finished. We kidnapped you because you have plans for you!"

Does Tyler talk about me? Who's we?

"Who's we?" Before Shawn can reply, someone walks in.

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