Chapter 4

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A door suddenly creaked open. I looked back to see two young males walking in with a few bags full of food. I figured it was Robbie and Felix. Alex walked over to them as they gave him a confuse look.
"Who the hell is she?" asked a tall male with brown fluffy hair. There was some other guy next to him, a little shorter with black hair. Alex and the two guys walked outside. I finished my noodles and put the bowl in the sink.
"Now what?" I thought. I wasn't sure if I wanted to go back to 'the room' or sit down on the small brown couch they had. I stood there thinking for a minute... the couch. I sat down slowly, it was a lot more comfortable than I thought. I slowly laid down and closed my eyes. Before I knew it I was in a deep sleep.
"Dude... I think she's dead," someone.
"Don't be stupid, she's not dead...right," said a familiar voice, Alex.
"Are you sure, she's been asleep for hours!" said another voice.
"I slowly opened my eyes to see everyone around me.
"I told you she wasn't dead," said Alex. I looked at the two unfamiliar faces.
"Oh! Um, I'm Robbie."
Robbie was the tall one with brown fluffy hair.
"And I'm Felix." Felix was a little shorter than Robbie and he had black straight hair.
"Um, hi. I'm Ariana," I said.
"So what were you and Alex doing here... alone?" said Robbie with a smirk on his face.
"Shut up Robbie!" said Alex, "we weren't doing anything!"
"Sure..." laughed Felix.
"Go put everything away please," said Alex.
"You, Adriana or whatever your name is. Go back to your room," demanded Alex as he turned around and walked towards the kitchen to help Robbie and Felix.
"It's Ariana, not 'Adriana' "I mumbled as I walked up the stairs and towards the room.
"What was that?!" Alex said as he turned around.
"Oh, nothing," I didn't even bother to look at him. I continued my way up. I opened the door, walked in, and closed the door behind me. I sat on the bed and just stared at the wall. here goes another long day trapped is this room, which sometimes I would call hell.

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