This is the 2nd chapter. I tried my best. Please leave something in the review :)

ZOES POV

I wake up.

God, I have a terrible headache. What happened?

Then I remember. I had a fight with my mum and then ran away from home. But there was something else…Last night, when I was sleeping on the bench, someone woke me up. I know it was a guy. He said something but I can't remember what. Suddenly I recognize that I feel good and well-rested. And I' sure the bench I was laying on wasn't comfy and warm. I open my eyes already knowing that I'm not on the bench anymore. I'm in a big bed covered with a black blanket. Round me there are many Totoro-cuddly toy, some little pictures above the bed, a lamp on my left side and a keyboard on my right side, guitars of Guitar Hero everywhere and some other stuff.

In a way I'm grateful that I didn't have to spend the night out there. But how did I get here? The guy? Maybe. But why? I mean he could have left me on the bench. Why would he even care about me? Why did he let a stronger into his house or apartment or whatever?

But what if it wasn't the guy? What if I just got picked up by a creeper? Have I been captured?

OK. I need to know where I am. NOW! Or I will freak out.

I stand up and walk towards the door. I'm 2 feet away from the door as I hear voices. They definitely belong to men. But I recognize one voice. It's the voice of the guy who woke me up. So he brought me to his home. What should I do now? Get back into the bed and pretend to sleep or should I go out and talk to him. And then? I can't just say "Thank you" and then go. Well, Zoe, you can't stay in here forever. I slowly put the door handle down , open the door and walk on the floor. I hear the voices again:

"Shut up, you idiot!"

"You're going to lose anyway."

I walk towards them and get closer to what seemed to be the living room. I'm trembling. And the next moment I'm standing in front of two guys. One of them has black hair and icy blue eyes and two different socks. The other one had brown hair and warm brown eyes and a joystick in his hands. They both were sitting there in their joggers and playing Sonic. I just stared at them.

"Good morning" smiles the guy with the brown hair. It's the guy that picked me up.