Hostage

Ah The Studio

Brenna's POV

"I wanna dance! And love! And dance, again" I woke up from my alarm clock blaring music. I love waking up to music because it gets me pumped up and happy!

I jumped out of bed, dancing and singing to the song as I got dressed for dance. I put on my turquoise crop top and matching booty shorts then turned off the music and went downstairs for breakfast.

My mom made pancakes and bacon for Jenna and I. Mmm, my favorite!

We both ate, and went upstairs to finish getting ready. I took my brush, hairspray, and turquoise hair flower to the bathroom and put my hair into a neat ponytail. I hair sprayed some sticking out hairs down an decided not to put the flower in today. I put the flower away and brushed my teeth.

As soon as I finished, my mom called Jenna and I, "Girls! Let's go! I wanna get there early. Plus you can get extra time to stretch and chat with the girls!"

I walked out and Jenna was right there beside the door. "So we meet again, Chipster," I said. That was my nickname for her since she loves chips so much.

"Seems so, Bren-duh," she replied.

We both giggled a little, then I yelled, "RACE YA TO THE CAR!" and we ran. I of course won because I'm older and faster.

"No fair! You're older and faster than me! I demand a rematch!" Jenna complained.

"We're already in the car, genius," I said. "Oh right..." she replied.

Mom finally came back, and we were off to Pittsburgh School Of Dance.

I pulled out my phone and clicked on Instagram. I did the duck face, and typed in the caption, "havin fun Jen? @jenparker13"

Jenna was in the background making the weirdest face I had ever seen! Probably snapchatting Hannah. We got to PSOD and walked in.

"Oops. Mom can I have the keys please?" I asked.

"Why?" she replied with another question.

I simply replied, "I forgot my dance bag in the van."

"Okay, but be careful, some guy has been kidnapping kids lately," my mom said nervously.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll be fine!" I said convincingly. I grabbed the keys and walked outside.

I was halfway to the car and someone grabbed me from behind. I tried screaming but they put their hand over my mouth. I squirmed and fought but they had a really good grip over me.

I thought, 'Open your eyes Brenna! Look at his face then you'll know!' But, just as though he was a mind reader he put me in a sack, just as I was about to open my eyes.

Next thing I knew, I was being thrown somewhere and landed on my back which made me cough really hard. Then I could feel we were moving.