Chapter 1 - I Got Kidnapped By My Sister

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     I knew we would get in trouble, I knew it. But did they listen to me? NO! Now look where it brought us!

*Flashback*

     "Hey! Pass the ball here!" "Pass it here!"

     "Guys! Stop throwing the ball in the class! You might break something!" I scolded. I was always the saner one amongst my group of friends.

     "Allen, pass it over here!" Yelled my best friend Brenda. Oh goodness, she's in this too.

     Harold ran and stood behind me on a chair. Allen threw the ball hard on the ground so it would bounce and reach Harold and BOOM! The ball hit the lights and landed in my hands.

     The door swung open and the lights fell in front of me. I looked up and saw a teacher. It was Ms Brown, the teacher who'd never let you get away with anything. I dropped the ball and screamed "I swear! I do not have any part in this!"

     "I don't care, Sheila!" The teacher exclaimed. "All of you go to the outdoor assembly point, now!" She ordered.

*End of Flashback*

     And that's how we ended up under the scorching heat of the sun. I stood at the assembly point, under the burning and annoying sun! Allen and Brenda laughed like idiots.

     "At least we get to miss class!" Allen exclaimed happily.

     In total there were fifteen people from my class. I ran my fingers through my black locks, frustrated. Moments later, I saw about fifteen students approaching us. All of them were my upperclassmen except one who was in my grade. I think her name was Rebecca.

     Amongst the crowd of the upperclassmen were my sister, Estelle, and her friends. She's a beautiful and popular person. Everyone at school knew her and they all loved her. On the other hand, I was invisible. I was practically a nobody. Just among the crowds, a mob character or a Non-Player-Character.

     Back to my sister. Her long, shiny black hair glistened even more in the sun and beautiful doll-like round eyes and thick eyelashes that looked too good to be real. And no, It wasn't mascara, she absolutely despises makeup. I know that because, on her 15th Birthday, I gifted her a bright red lipstick. She's a very nice person so she just kept it in her drawer. That was 2 years ago and I'm certain that it has expired. She never used it.

     She almost always has a smile on her face. She gives off this aura of comfort, no wonder people look for her when they need support or comfort.

     The way her beautiful onyx eyes gleamed in the sunlight and looked almost golden and her envious porcelain skin, who wouldn't fall in love with her?

     She might have been one of the popular kids at school but she has only a small group of people who she calls friends. By small I mean literally only two other girls.

     The two girls being Erika and Frederica.

     Erika is a bright girl with a bubbly personality. With her waist-length, straight brown hair, sparkling hazel eyes and smooth silk-like skin, she too, is an extremely beautiful girl.

     Frederica is more of a chill and laid back type of girl. Her dark brown, curly, shoulder-length hair framing her defined face, her almond-shaped eyes were embedded with dark brown orbs that could pierce right through your soul made her look like a typical tomboy.

     To say the least, I have no idea how the three of them are even friends! Their personalities are so different! If you met them individually you'd be quick to think that they'd never get along. But nope! They have been stuck to each other like glue for the past four years. They were and still are inseparable!

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