Shayla's P.O.V.
Dinner rolled by. I already felt like killing myself. Why won't they do it? Seriously. We had like 5 minutes to eat.
I sat by myself while this group of people were talking. They were all huddled together while one of them kept looking around.
After dinner everyone went to the yard. That same group stayed together drawing in the sand. I made an obvious glance over at them. A guy with dreads looked me up and down then turned around. I kept tossing rocks in my orange suit. This is SO not my color...
"Hey chick!" A girl in the group yelled.
I looked up and nodded my head. She mouthed "come here." I walked up to the group biting my lip. The leader I suppose, looked at me and evilly smirked. I raised my eyebrow as he stood up.
He had messy black emo like hair, silver eyes, and snake bites with "rebellious" on his wrists. He. Is. Hot.
"I'm Marcuz. You are?" He asked.
"Shayla. Friends call me Shay."
"Hmm ok. You new Shay?"
He sounded like Ashton oh God...
"I said friends! Call me Shayla or I'll mess you up! And yes I'm new."
"Oh hoho we got a little tude now huh? I like it."
"What do you want?"
"Red saw you starring at us at lunch and earlier. What do YOU want?"
"Nothin."
"You wanna get out of this place?"
"Psh duh! I was on my way to Europe before this."
"Eh good enough. You a good escape artist?"
"I've been running since I was 7 I think I'm pretty good."
"Huh well you're wrong."
"And how am I wrong?"
"Cuz you got caught."
He had a point... I looked down.
"Hey. You seem cool. We're planning an escape and we could use another hand. Interested?"
I smirked and nodded my head. They all motioned me into their little circle and plotted an escape from this hell.
Hannah's P.O.V.
I stood in the doorway with my arms crossed.
"What?" Luke snapped.
"Uh no this... No!" I said while shoving his stuff off the bed.
He threw his hands up trying not to kill me.
"What is your problem with me? I already apologized! And just remember that you're on MY tour and you're in MY room and you rode in MY personal cab! You're lucky to even be in the same room as me Han. Most girls would kill to be! Now get over it and get your f****ng stuff organized!"
My eyes widened as Hemmings raged out of the room. I looked back and heard banging on a door.
"ASHTON I CANT DO THIS! MAKE THIS DEVIL CHILD BUNK WITH CALUM!"
A tear streamed down my face. Devil child? Well... I left the hotel room walking with a depressed, mopey feeling. Luke looked at my with disgust as I passed. Ashton opened the door and ran after me.
"Hannah where are you going?"
"I'm the devil child which means I should go back to where I came from... hell."
"Han no c'mon don't go!"
I shrugged my shoulder and ran out the hotel doors. My face covered with tears! When I looked up I saw fans all around me screaming "You were with Luke!" "What happened did he make you cry?" "Why are you with Luke? He can do so much better then you!" "Luke likes YOU? What?"
I covered my face and shoved through the verbal abuse. Not looking where I was going, I ended up in an alley.
"This is just perfect!"
I slid down the side of a building wall and sobbed into my hoodie. I knew it. No one loves or wants me... I don't belong. Anywhere at anytime.
Shayla's P.O.V.
After I went back to my cell, I gave a small smirk to Marcuz. I laid in my bed awaiting for a signal. We were planning on getting each other fake IDs, the whole group! That's step 1 into escaping without the guards noticing.
This jail is very different. All the guards go home and leave technology to work! Dumb thing to do but it's apparently smarter then any human. We have 2 tech wizards in the group so we're gonna get outta here. Somehow.
I fell asleep thinking about Ashton. Wonder what he's doing? Bet he isn't thinking about me that's for sure. It'll be fine after I fly to Europe, find them and explain how I esc... cleared my name. Plus who would look for a US citizen in Europe?
