Ashlee POV

"You're insecure, don't know what for, you're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or. Don't need make up, to cover up, being the way that you are is enou-o-ugh. Every-one else in the world can see it, everyone else but you-o. Baby you light up my world like nobody else-"

I stopped jumping and squealing, momentarily, to take a breath. I was jumping up and down in my house. I would have preferred to be to anywhere else, because, I live in a mansion, and I hate it. Everyone is nice to me, and, YES... I hate it. Yeah, you would probably think I'm a spoilt brat that doesn't appreciate what her father gives her-and blah, blah, blah.

Well guess what, I like to read, and I'm smart! Yeah that was uncalled for. What I'm saying is I'm adopted. You're probably thinking, what the heck does liking to read have to do with adoption? Yeah well, random sob story! My father died. Yea, I'm not making any sense.

Okay, so, I'll start at the beginning, my mother, (who was the nicest woman in the world), married a man, (who I guess was nice, but, I never met him.), but, he died, or got lost, or something happened to him. Then, she married another guy. Who was a nasty perverted weirdo, and that guy killed her. And, you know, child abuse and stuff...anyways, I ran away, and then, this family found me, and you can guess your way to the present.

I lost my train of thought when, someone said, "Nice room! I'm a total Directioner!"

2 boys groaned at this. "Yeah we get it Annabeth, can we please get this over with before you make us listen to 4 hours of One Direction songs over and over and-"

"I get it!" I was looking at 4 teenagers, about 14-16.

The girl that must have been Annabeth walked over. She had curly blonde hair, and unnaturally gray stormy eyes. "Hi. Yeah we share the same taste in music, and whatever, your coming with us."

She turned from bubbly and fun, to strictly serious. To be honest, she kinda scares me. "Um, no, well, as much as I would like to live somewhere else, and that you're a total Directioner! Which is awesome, but...I don't even know you.

Annabeth looked agitated. Apparently, she had done this to other people, who all had given the same answer. She looked over her shoulder at 1 Goth dude, and 1 kinda half Goth chick. They both nodded excitedly, but another guy, who looked pretty hot (smoking'), shook his head.

"Oh, c'mon Percy, It's not like she'll get hurt or anything!" The Goth dude whined, actually, he was kinda cute.

Annabeth glared at me, but when she looked at Percy, her gaze softened a bit. Guess he's taken. "You've got 5 minutes." I kinda panicked, five minutes to do what? He must have noticed my expression because he explained.

"Well, see, Ashlee..." How does he know my name? "...I promise we won't hurt you, but either you come with us nicely or, well, my girlfriend here'll gag you, tie you up, and, well, throw you into a burlap sack."

I gave him a signature, you wouldn't do this to me, and you're a nice guy, look. The half-Goth girl spoke up, "She's done it before."

"How long do I have to be wherever you want me to go?"

"Whole summer."

Doesn't matter, my parents practically ignore me anyways. I gave them my best not-scared smile, "Lets, go then!" Said the strangely, now happy Annabeth.