Dazed and Confused

I was walking to my hotel room.
"How fun" I muttered to myself, thinking about how Julia stood up to Becca.

Last night, my sister, Julia, sang a song to 'Forget' Becca. If you want to read it, check the sidebar for a blog called 'fly away' and look for the post entitled 'Forget You.'

As I was rummaging through my purse I heard footsteps.
I passed it off as other people going to their rooms.

"GET HER!" One high voice whisper-yelled.

I heard and turned to look at two tall figures in all black running at me.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" I yelled and started running.

We ran past Nathan's room, which I kicked while running.

I was halfway down the hall when he opened the door.

"NATHAN HELPPPPPPPPPPPP!" I yelled.

One of the Pru-nappers running after me made a grab to get my arm.
I pulled off one of my high heels and threw it at him.

"OW!" He yelled then fell to the ground.

I looked pleased with myself.


I hit a criminal my mind sang.

I ran to the elevator and went down 20 flights to end up in the ballroom.

And no stalker!

I was going to do a little victory dance, but two large arms grabbed me and picked me up.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Did no one hear me?

"HELP! I NEED SOMEBODY!" I screamed the words to a Beatles song, hoping Callie would come busting out of any of the doors.

I saw two figures coming behind the guy.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THERE'S MORE!" I yelled and the guy put his hand over my mouth.
"Shut your mouth" He muttered.
I bit his palm and he dropped me.

"TAKE THIS YOU JERK!" I heard a voice yell, and someone hit the guy with a Fire Extinguisher.

"Prudence, Prudence, Prudence! Are you alright?" A girl asked me.

"Wh-wh-what happened?" I asked, dazed and confused.






"Someone tried to kidnap you" She explained.




Yep, then it was all over.

I fainted.


**Prudence..**

Comments

  1. omg! This is soo mysterious! I wonder who those people were!! WOW! Thats a really weird day for you!

    ~Julie

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