Hi guys, this is going to be my first continuing story on FanFiction. Just an idea that's come to my mind, I already have 3 chapters written up, so I'll post the next chapter tomorrow. Thanks for reading.
ARIA'S POV
I rubbed my eyes, blinked a few times, and looked at my surroundings again. Okay, so this wasn't a crazy realistic dream. I definitely wasn't in my bedroom. All four walls were white. The bed was in the left hand side of the bedroom, with a small bedside table next to it. There was a tall window placed behind the bed that was letting in such an enormous amount of light that it was brightening up the entire room, giving the dull room an illusion of happiness. In front of the bed, leaning against the wall was a short wardrobe that looked like it wouldn't fit much in. That was it; the rest of the room was empty. Even the cold hard floorboards were empty. Other than the light coming through the window, the entire room sucked all the happiness out of you.
I got out of bed and pulled the white blank sheets up across the bed neatly. I placed the flat pillow on top, and then looked at myself. I wasn't in my usual clothes. Surprise,surprise, I was wearing a pair if white jeans, and a plain white cotton T-shirt, finished off with a pair of canvas shoes on my feet. It alarmed me how calm I was. I was in a room I didn't recognise, in different clothes, how was I not freaking out? My mind was trying to scream, but my body wasn't letting me. So what was next?
I opened up the wardrobe, to see several pairs of white T-Shirts and pairs of white Jeans hanging. In the floor of the wardrobe were various pairs of white shoes, boots, trainer etc ... "At least there's something different." I mumbled to myself.
I walked towards the door and carefully turned the door handle. I stepped outside the room and took a look around. To my right were double doors, with glass windows through the middle. Opposite me was another white door, with the name Ezra Fitz written in black on the door. To my left I could see a long corridor filled with doors, all similar to mine with names written in them. I turned around to analyse my own door. Like the rest of them, printed in black on the front was my name. Aria Montgomery, it read. Did that mean there were also other people living inside these rooms? Was I the only one awake? How did I end up here?
It slightly relived me that my senses were starting to work again, and were making me nervous. I mean, it isn't fun feeling scared and worried, but I was glad I was feeling the normal emotions of someone put in my current situation. I had to get out of here and go home. That was what my mind was telling me now. But how? I had absolutely no idea where I was, and after looking out my window earlier, I realised I was in what looked like a rural countryside area, that was in the middle of nowhere.
I heavily sighed and decided maybe I should explore downstairs a little, I mean there must be more white furniture to see. Instead, I decided to walk along the corridor reading all the names. Other than mine and Ezra Fitz, there were 8 other names to read, Spencer Hastings, Hannah Marin, Emily Fields, Alison DiLaurentis, Toby Cavanaugh, Caleb Rivers, Noel Khan and Maya St. Germain.
I started to open the door to my room again, when I heard one open up from behind.
"Hi, you must be Aria Montgomery, the last one to wake up. I'm Ezra Fitz." he said, as he held out his hand, asking me to shake it.
