Gwen's pov:
I woke up with water dripping down my face, face down on a cold metal surface in some sort of closet. The space was really confined which freaked me out but I tried to contain it. The lights were pretty dim but I could still see Jeremy and the jerk who splashed me. "Gwen wake up", Mystery dude said. "I'm up", I replied. My face was numb but I could barely move since my wrists and ankles were tied together but I managed to get my back on the wall. "So what's the plan mystery guy?", I asked." Mystery dude? Well I don't know snow white but let me know when you have any ideas", he said rolling over. "The names Gwen", I said sternly. I'm not sure if it was the fact he called me some pathetic Disney princess or that he so easily gave up that made me tense. "I thought we were giving each other nicknames", he said with a playful smirk. "What else am I supposed to call you?", I said hoping he would tell me. "My real name", he said. "Which is?", I said hoping for an answer. "Not telling you", he said lying down. "Whatever", I said. looking for a way out. "Can you at least try to help", I said annoyed. "What's got your panties in a twist?", he said cockily. "Well when you're stuck tied up in an unfamiliar place with not a single clue on how to get out you'd think at least a shred of instinct would go into trying to get out", I snapped. "Ouch. Well I'll let you know when I think of something", he said. "Uggh", I groaned.
Sorry for the wait and the shortness of this chapter
