'None of this would have happened if it weren’t for that Australian girl.'
They were in so much trouble. And it's that girl to blame. She just had to trick them. This was all a sick joke to her.
It all started when she moved into their complex. It wasn't common for a person to move into their globe. It was usually too dangerous to cross the deserts and plains to get to a different globe. The monsters mostly got to them before they even made it to the first desert. So it was a huge deal to see this frail looking girl with hair the color of fire being dragged by 2 Australian leaders.
That's what made me talk to her. She was so small and mysterious looking. I wondered why they had brought her. What was wrong with her? When she first moved here she was assigned a complex, like we all are from birth. She ended up in our complex, number 15.
Ryan wanted nothing to do with her, but she was too interesting looking to ignore. So I forced him to come with me to talk to her. He whined the entire time, the baby. When we walked up to her she barely moved. She just sat on the stone bench with her head down, her hair hanging down in waves similar to dripping lava. She wouldn't talk to us at first. But soon she started answering, first with small words like, 'yes' or 'no'. But soon she started talking in full sentences. I realized quickly she had one of the most amazing voices ever. It was quiet with most perfect accent ever.
The three of us would hang out all the time. Ryan was suspicious of her at first but she soon grew on him. But then she started talking about the weirdest topics. Things like revolution and devils. How they kept us trapped. How we were scared of nothing. How the monsters outside were human, outcasts. I just nodded along, not quiet understanding why she would say those things.
Everything went down hill when she kissed me. Ryan was on trash duty that day so it was just her and I. We were just hanging around when she leaned over and kissed me. I kissed back of course, we started dating after that. Her kisses kept me alive. But she started talking more and more about a revolution. About killing off our leaders and destroying the government.
None of this would have happened if it weren’t for that Australian girl. She made me do it. She kissed me with those intoxicating lips and told me to kill him. She whispered in my ear with that sweet voice. 'Kill him, destroy them' She said she loved me. She told me this was the right thing to do.
I'm so screwed. All because of that one girl.
The girl with the red hair and the Australian accent.
