A Bad Situation.

Chapter 4

Chapter 4:

I awaken to some yelling. Not extremly loud yelling where the whole neighberhood can hear, just the one where you can hear it when your on the other side of the house. I open my eyes, but am clever enough not to try and sit up straight away. I slowly sit up and safely end up sitting straight with only a small tinge of pain, which i can brush off easily. I pull of the blankets and stand up. I walk to where the yelling is still coming and find myself in the other lounge room. I see my bags are here instead of where they were last night. Suddenly i see Luke walking past me to one of the larger bathrooms with a black eye and a large cut on his cheek. His expression is full of anger, and as he walks past me, i shrink into the shadows. Once hes gone past me i walk towards my bags and grab some clean clothes.

"What are you doing"

I quickly turn around and see the other 15 year old boy standing there looking down at me.

"I was just grabbing some clothes so i can have a shower and get changed. What, is that illegal now?" I say back in frustration.

"No. I just dont want you to go to our bathroom. Yours is the smaller one down the hall. And this is where you will sleep. So its like another room, away from the front door so you have some privacy. O.K?" He said in a rush.

"Yea whatever. Bye" I say and walk away.

I step into my new bathroom and am shocked. If this is a smaller bathroom to theres, well then, there bathroom is about the same size as my room alone, and this one is just as big. I dont know how they got enough money to afford this place, but then again, i dont really want to know.

As i step into the hot water of the shower, my head starts to clear. I then figure a major out. I have been kidnapped technically by a bunch of teenagers who will kill me if i object. Great my life has turned around. How could my principle have been so correct.

I'm in A Bad Situation.

OK. I guess its not so bad. Its not like I'm leaving anything behind. I mean. I grabbed my stuff and I'm in this awesome house. And I'm away from my parents forever. And its not like i had any friends. How can my life be so bad. But it is bad. I'm with criminals who don't give a damn abouts people, well, except me, because of who i am. But that's OK right? There not going to hurt me as long as i help them. Right? Urrggg. Don't stress about it now. Just. Relax. I calm down and think about all the boys. I know all there names except 1. The blond that saw me grabbing my clothes. He had a nice face. Sorta. His face went a little bit weird when he was mad. Like he got beaten up waaay to many times.

Once i got out, dry and dressed, i went into my new "room" It was a decent sized, all i needed was  a door, or some thick wall that i can easily put up, so that they cant walk straight in here. I lay on the lounge carefully and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

~~~Dream~~~

My room. What a great dream. Note my voice dripping and drooling in sarcasm. Wait wait, is that Leya, the girl who i wanted to be friends with in yr 7? What the hell is she doing in my room? In my dream?

"Oh, hey there Lacey. Thanks for inviting me over. I love your rents. So cool! Wish mine where as awesome as that. So ready to go to that party?"

Party?

"What? What party? And what are you doing here. You hate me remember? Ever since yr 7 -"

"Ever since yr 7 we have been total best friends forever?  And the party at your boyfriends house. OMG how could you forget, you have been going out for 2 years!"

"Boyfriend? And my parents wouldn't let me go. Ever." I said firmly.

"Urg. OK. Listen. Your parents let you do anything. Your boyfriend Brenden. And me. Your BFF!"

Wow.

"OK then. Lets go, i guess"

~~~Dream Over~~~

"LACEY!!!"

I heard my name called out loudly and jerked away. Hurting my back from the sudden movement. That dream i had was nice. I just realised that that was a dream of how i wanted my life to be. What a huge difference.

"Lacey!" I hear my name again, and turn around in an angry mood.

"WHAT!" I shriek back.

"See! This is why we cant have a girl here. Especially when she has her period!"

I slowly turn my head to see where that stupid, whingy voice came from, and wasnt surprised when i lay my eyes on Max. He seemed to have sensed danger from the look i gave him. But he was to slow to run. The instant i saw his fear, i had lunged onto him and knocked him down. I punched him about 9 times before someone had pulled me off him.

"Never, in the world, say i have my period. Ever" I snarled. I spat on him and walked away.