Chapter 10

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** Throughout this chapter there are parts where Scarlett and someone talk on the phone (you have to find out who) ;) so the writing without bold is Scarlett e.g (“Scarlett”) and the other person is in bold e.g (“mystery person”). I put In a few hints to show who is talking so I suppose you guys can pick it up :)**

** She also has a phone call with her mum, so I am going to make it that Scarlett is going to stay the same e.g.(“Scarlett”) and her mum will be bold and italics e.g. (“Mum”). But I think you will be able to pick it up :)**

CHAPTER 10

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Im starring back at a girl who looks just like nothing like me, the blonde hair, blue eyes and perfect facial features are bringing her to life. My hair is cut to shoulder length and my fringe is swished on my right. The blonde complimented my electric blue eyes perfectly.

“You look like a princess” My mum exclaimed as she took out her phone.

“Arggh, please don’t compare me to a princess.” I retort.

“Well it looks great on you” She replied.

“Thanks…for the 1000th time.” I groaned.

“Well you think about who is paying this” She retorted.

I sigh with realisation that she was right.

Still astounded, Mum and I went and payed and as I went to go grab my stuff. We walked to the front of the mall when I heard a phone ringing but it wasn’t my ringtone so I didn’t answer it.

After putting everything in the back of the car and driving out to the house again the phone that I thought wasn’t mine rang about 10 times. I thought that it was just something coming from the radio.  It was only when I got into my room and reading a book I heard it from my jeans pocket.

I looked into my jacket and realised that it was my phone that was ringing. It looked like my phone but it didn’t have the same ringtone. I looked at the ID and I didn’t recognise the number so I anyway.

“Hello?” I asked

“Hello?” A man said, his voice was deep and soothing but kind of familiar

“Who are you?” I asked again.

“Is this Scarlett Jaspin?” The man asked.

“Yes it is, may I help you?”

“You have something of mine and I want it back”

“Um, I don’t think I have anything to give back”

“Yes you do, if you don’t remember”

“Im sorry, do you I know you?”

“Where can we meet?”

“Well I am in Time Square right now”

“That’s great, meet me at the café across from McDonald’s at 5:30pm”

“But who are-”

*BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*

He hung up. Who was that person and why did they want to meet up. I had something? What would I have, I haven’t been anywhere to have something of someone’s. 5:30pm….5:30pm….that’s only in 45mins!

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