After getting back to my hotel room from the marathon, I quickly packed up. I needed to get out of there before all the chaos happened. There would be news reporters and cameras everywhere.
"Hey are you in there?"
What in the holy heck?
"Hello? I just wanted to be polite. I actually saw you come in here."
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Just let me in!" I opened the door. It was the guy who had asked me if I was okay.
"Are you following me?" What was his problem? He grabbed me and looked into my eyes. Woah, he had really green eyes, they complimented his brown hair...
"Hey! I just asked you a question."
"What? What did you ask me?"
"What did you do to that man?" How the hell did he catch me?
"Why would you think I did something to that man?"
"Why did you take out that pen?" Jeez, this guy really paid attention. "Why would you take out a pen when someone was charging at you?"
Shoot. No words. "Umm."
"Exactly. No one in their right mind would take out a pen when they are being charged at. What is your deal?"
"Listen, you will not understand. Just leave me alone." I walked out of the room quickly, leaving him in the doorway.
"My name's Bryan, by the way!" He shouted at me.
Huh, Bryan, suits him.
A/N: Next one will be longer
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The Thousandth One
Teen FictionIn a world torn apart by Them, Yuvia has to learn to deal with the consequences of her actions. She finds that some people are understanding, but others are not. And those are the most dangerous.
