Kidnapped

Square Dancin'

Since Marisa was on her bull the longest, she got to the judge the dancing contest, which she seemed pretty happy about. They lead us to a huge wooden floor room, which had a big golden chair on the front where Marisa sat like a freaking princess and someone brought her a plate of cookies.
    The room was pretty crowded. There were cowboys and cowgirls walking around, talking in there thick accents. A brunette that was tan walked up to Marisa’s “throne” and started hitting on her, but a guard shooed him away. Hahahah, rejected.
    “Okay!” Dester yelled, “Here’s what’s gonna happen! You each pick a partner, and NO it cannot be someone that you already know,” he yelled, staring at me and Harry. Jerk. “You’ll dance for a bit, then we’ll go into a line and square dance. Marisa can pick the best and NO she can’t just pick who she liked, got it?”
    Marisa sighed. “Okkkkayyyyy.”
    I looked around for a parter and saw that the tan guy was still hitting on Marisa. Take a HINT, boy.
    A blonde boy with dark eyes walked up to me, “Howdy. You wanna be my partner?”
    “Sure.”
    He grabbed my hand and twirled me around as the music started, a Rascal Flatts song that I loved called Summer Nights. I looked around and saw Harry dancing with a blonde that was trying a little too hard to seduce him and Liam dancing with a girl with black short hair, attempting to stand as far away from her as possible. Well they weren’t gonna win like thatttt.
    “What’s your name, lassie?” The boy asked me as he twirled me again.
    “Kayla,” I said, “You?”
    “Seth,” he said, smiling at me.
    The song kept going and I’m not the best dancer ever, but Seth seemed to know what he was doing and took over. He spun me around and you could tell that he’d been dancing for a while.
    I snuck a peek at how Harry and Liam were doing. The girl with black hair looked annoyed at how Liam was trying to be at an arms length from her and just walked away, which seemed to make Liam happy, and he walked over and stood by Marisa who was stuffing her face with cookies.
    The blonde was kind of trying to grind on Harry, and Harry was just standing there like he wasn’t exactly sure what to do. I smiled, an idea coming to mind. I grabbed Seth’s hand and he grinned, probs thinking that I was actually into him (he wasn’t bad looking, but still....) and followed me over to where Harry and the Blondie were dancing.
    The song was almost over now, and I watched with amusement as the girl treated Harry like a pole.
    “Hey,” I whispered in Seth’s ear, “Think that girls hot?”
    He looked over at her, “Yeah, I guess. Why?”
    “Switch with me.”
    Before he could really answer the statement question thing I had pushed him over to Blondie and Harry, sending him and Blondie going tumbling into the dance floor. Harry smirked at me. “Jealous?” he asked.
    “Actually, no. I just thought you were tired of being treated as a pole.”
    Harry just smiled and we kept dancing to the song while Marisa ate cookies and Liam talked to her.
    Eventually the music stopped. “Okay, Marisa, who do you want to win?” Dester asked her as she finished chewing.
    “Um....eerrrr....umm....uhhhhh...how bout...?”
    Liam whispered something in her ear.
    “That couple over there!” She pointed to a red-head and blonde. “Them!”
    “Okay, well that’s it for today.”

    After the little square-dancing session, which was very interesting- the blonde girl was doing very strange things to Harry- we were lead back to Desters house. I think that my hangover was mostly gone, but I still didn’t feel amazing. It was still weird that I was 15 and I had a hangover. Well, that’s life when you agree to go to a school park at 3 in the morning, right?
    “Get some sleep, we have a busy day tomorrow,” Dester said, giving his signature smile, and left.
    “Great dancing,” I said to Kayla and Harry.
    “Gracias,” Kayla replied, smiling. She looked at Harry, and I could tell they just kinda wanted to make out, so I left to take a shower. Ug. Those kids.
    When I got out of a long, hot shower I saw Liam flipping through stations on a small, old fashioned TV. Kayla and Harry were out on a small balcony.
    “Hey,” I said, sitting next to him, putting my hair on a braid. “Listen, sorry for like....being crazy when I was drunk. I seriously don’t remember anything.”
    He smiled at me and pulled me against him, and I smiled. “It’s alrighty,” Liam replied. “It was pretty enjoyable, you know besides the punching part.”
    I laughed. “Yeaahh. Sorry.”
    He leaned down and gave me a long kiss.
    Harry and Kayla walked back in a little bit later, both smiling. “Hey, I’m starving guys, we should get something to eat.”
    “Like what?” I asked.
    “We’re in Texas, i’m sure we can find something.”
    We walked out of the room and found Dester with some other guy we didn’t know watching TV.
    “Hey, where do you guys think you’re going?” Dester asked, turning his head at us.
    “We’re humans, we need food to live,” Kayla said.
    Dester sighed. “Ugh. Fine. Here’s twenty bucks, but don’t even think about bolting, cuz we’re watching you.”
    I looked at him. “Freakkky.”
    We left the hotel and walked down the street. We couldn’t excatly go to a really fancy restaurant with forty bucks, but we found a Subway and that worked. I got a 6- inch turkey, and so did Kayla and Liam got a BLT and Harry got a meatball sub. We sat down at a small booth and dove in. I hadn’t had a decent meal in a while. We finished in about seven minutes and sat there for a while, full. We were surrounded by Texas people, and they all talked cool and wore funny clothes and were super nice. I could stay at Texas for a while.
    When we got back, the guy was still there. In fact, they hadn’t changed positions at all.
    “So, are you going to tell us who this guy is, or what?” Harry asked.
    “Fine,” Dester said. “He’s the head of the company. The best friend of the guys you killed. So, um, if he tries to kill you, be aware.”
    The guy glared at us, and I swallowed.