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Chapter 2 - Prom

Heyah... Me again. No-one likes the story, or at least it seems so. 1 person has read it, and have not even left a comment.  

I hate myself. Why am I a horrible writer?  

Do you think I am? If you don't, why are you not reading my story?  

*Headdesk* Eliza, don't think more people will read if you continues like this.  

Fine, I'll stop *sigh*  

Here's the new part of my... very very very bad story... But wait! Something weird happens...

Chapter 2 - Prom  

Nicole's POV

I looked at my clock.  

"NO!" It was six o'clock and the prom started seven. No time to think.

I looked into my wardrobe, and dragged out a short simple white dress, with one butterfly on my shoulder. I quickly washed my face and put on some mascara, waterproof this time. Alice and I had shopped and of course Alice bought me a new one. I put on some eyeliner and natural make-up. I found my hair straightener and straightened my hair. I did'nt get it right, my hair were still curly, but not so much as before. Actually it looked kinda nice.

I put on a nice hair-band with a butterfly on who matched my dress. Then put on my high heels. I actually sucked in walking on high heels. Don't ask me why, I don't know. But Alice learnt me how to get it right. But still I looked clumsy... So clumsy.

I looked at the result in the mirror and I looked... beautiful? With my slightly tanned skin, my chocolate brown eyes, and my blonde hair in beautiful curls. Then Alice texted me:

Alice: How's it going?  

Nicole: Fine  

Alice: I'll pick you up in ten minutes, cutie!  

Nicole: What about Sean?  

Alice: Oops... I see you there then!  

Nicole: Yeah, see you then.  

Alice: I'm so happy!  

Nicole: I know. I'm not  

Alice: Poor you. Dumb asshole  

Nicole: I agree.

I smiled, then walked outside. Now I had to walk there. I sighed.  

***20 minutes later***  

I was there. Finally. I breathed heavily after the long trip. On my super-high heels. I was totally helpless now, tired, even though the prom had not even started. I did not have a date. Amazing. I was probably the only one who had not. I have to stop being sarcastic.

I walked inside, and left my jacket at a chair. It was so many people there that I could'nt even imagine. Everywhere it was people. Every direction I looked. People, people, people. And the music. It was so high that it felt like my ears would blew out the window every second. I stood there, feeling awkward, when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

And it was icy cold. So cold that it felt like I would freeze every second. I spun and looked into the face of a man, with a creepy grin on his face. He smiled at me, like he was the hunter and I was the prey, then laid his hands round my waist. I screamed, but no-one seemed to notice. The man put me over his shoulder like I was a feather.

I screamed and fought and kicked him with my high heels but the only result was that I loosed my right shoe. I stopped fighting and sighed. Why did it always be me?! What had I done? First Lewis, now this! I could not do anything else than shrug.

The man threw me into a dark car, and before I could say "No" He had started it. I could only look at him with wide eyes, because of course he had tied a rope around me. It was just like the scary movies you see but can't imagine that it can happen to anyone. Well, this was real.

I sighed and discovered that I could'nt talk, the man had taped my mouth. How fast was he?  

I closed my eyes, tired of everything.

***  

Exiting?  

Maybe someone even reads it!  

I'm sorry but I just managed to delete chapter 1, so now I have to rewrite it... *sigh*