SNATCHED.

the snatching

It was a typical wednesday. I was in 7th period, waiting for the bell to ring and finishing up some of my schoolwork on my laptop. *ding ding ding* Freedom at last. I packed up my stuff, said goodbye to my friends, and walked outside. "Shit!" I heard someone yell from behind me. A boy had just dropped all his stuff and I'm assuming it's because his backpack was opened. "Lemme help you," I said, bending down to pick stuff up. "Thanks. I have no clue how all my stuff just completely fell out." "No worries" I said. "Wow, you have a lot of stuff". "Yeah sorry" he grinned. He was really cute. Curly hair, green eyes, a nice smile. I noticed that the school was pretty much empty now. Kids usually leave here quickly because the administrators yell in our faces and blow whistles so we go home within 10 minutes. "I don't think i've seen you here before. What's your name?" I asked. "Harry. I just moved here from England and today's my first day.'' Wow... England. "Very cool... what brought you to Orlando?'' I asked. "My dad's job. It's just me and him." Then I noticed something weird; he had a rag and a bottle of something in his hand. He looked nervous. I handed him the last of his stuff and stood up. "Well, it was nice meeting you. I hope i see you again sometime.'' I started to walk away before he said anything because the bottle and rag creeped me out, but he ran up behind me and grabbed me. "Bitch-" i was cut off by the stupid rag being put over my face. My vision was starting to darken. I realized the liquid in the bottle was chloroform. The last thing i saw and heard before i passed out was Harry and a man looking down on me and Harry saying "I'm sorry."