Chapter 1

Amy was darting through crowds of people as fast as she could. She was lost, and she couldn't find Dan or Nellie. She remembered the Swiss Army knife she had bought at tourist store a few days ago. Maybe that could provide some protection. It had the words "Mount Everest" on it, along with a picture of a mountain. Now, where had she put it? She racked her brain as she ran. Ok, she had bought the knife when reaching Everest, and when she was on the plane, she had transferred it from a hidden pocket on her person (to get through airline security, of course) to the front pocket of her backpack. then... what did she do next? oh, yeah, she put it in her sweatshirt pocket! She reached into her pocket, stumbling around a group of teens who were being led by

A pretty French girl started chattering in French as soon as Amy caught her eye.

"um, no, I think!" Amy yelled as she rushed past.

Amy was still rooting around in in her pocket as she ran. Finally, she felt something hard and cold. she yanked it out, and flipped open the knife section. she shoved the now open knife in her pocket again, though this time she held onto the handle so she could pull it out quickly if she needed to. Besides, she didn't want someone to see the knife and call the cops.

"Love, please come here, we only want to talk to you!" called a silky smooth British accent that sent shivers down Amy's spine. God, she hated that boy.

She was about to respond, then why do you have your hired goons with you!, but decided against it, because they could follow her voice, and that may help them catch het. she kept running.

Amy didn't want to admit it, but she was getting very tired. telling herself that she needed to stop soon, she ducked behind a very large bush covered in flowers. oh, yes, she forgot were she was. she would have enjoyed paris so much more if she hadn't had her sadistic relatives chasing her around.

All of a sudden, she felt a piece of paper being slipped into her hand. she turned around to find a pair of Amber eyes starting at her. Ian suddenly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her into a hug. Amy gasped. Ian hugged her tighter. After a few seconds, Ian pulled away and leaned in so his face was close to hers, and whispered "please call, I need to talk to you." before darting away.

Amy was stunned, and stayed like that for a few seconds before getting up and running the other direction. As soon as she was a few blocks away, she pulled out the paper and gasped.

On it, there was a number. Ian's phone number.

Ok, I just got this idea for this story, but since I am writeing another one currently, I won't be able to update as often as I would like. My other story is called When the Kabras come, please check it out!

well, bye for now, but I'll be back! Mark my words.

-Zoefluff