So so... Hope you liked the first chapter. A bit more will start happening soon, honest :)

Brit's POV:

I stared down in shock at the slim figure lying on the floor. It was a girl. She had obviously collapsed, although judging by the size of her, that wasn't a surprise. She looked like she hadn't eaten in well over a week.

I couldn't take me eyes off her. She was absolutely beautiful. She was tall and slim, with very pale white skin, and although her face was covered by a head of unruly, backcombed blonde hair, I had the feeling that it would be a beautiful face. She obviously wasn't a GaGa, as although she was wearing the pastel colours of GaGa land, they were torn, and splattered with various colours. The logos on the clothes were painted over, or had been removed. Where the coloured dyes and paints hadn't obscured the pastel colours of her clothing, there was dirt, mingled with sludge from the snow outside.

The girl's shoes were almost completely worn through; she had obviously walked along way, and they looked as if they had done nothing to protect her feet from the snow. That was typical of Globalsoft: design something to look good, not to work well. It makes them more money, and prevents the GaGa Kids from doing what this girl had done. The GaGa kids have no determination whatsoever.

This girl had determination.

I knelt down beside her to check her pulse. Her wrist was stone cold, and I worried that I'd been too late for her. Luckily, I managed to find a pulse, even if it was weak and unsteady.

I rolled her over, and strands of hair fell away to reveal the most beautiful face I had ever seen. In the weak light from my torch, she looked like an angel, even with the bruises that mingled with the pale red of her high cheekbones. I tucked her hair behind her ears, and just looked at her face for a minute. It was a face that I knew I would never forget…

So I had to do something. The girl was cold, and hardly breathing. I looked further into the tunnel, to see if there was a more sheltered spot. I scooped her up into my arms, which was easy; the girl weighed next to nothing. I carried her further into the tunnel, and set her down against the curved wall of the tunnel.

As I put her down, she groaned and shivered, but didn't say anything. Putting the torch on the floor to provide some light, I tore a long strip of fabric from my kilt, and wrapped it round her shoulders. I regretted the fact that I hadn't found a blanket on my travels, or at least thought to bring one.

I lit a small fire in front of us using some twigs that I had collected earlier that day. It would only last for a few hours, but it would provide some heat and light for us. I turned round to check on the girl.

The flickering firelight cast an eerie ghost-like shadow over her face. It was still very cold in the tunnel, but her breathing was a little more steady, and visible. She was still too cold though.

I hesitated. I had no idea when the girl was going to wake up, and I didn't know how she was going to react to me being there. To be honest, I had no idea how I should behave, being 15, and having never actually liked a girl before .However, she was cold, and needed more heat. I was worried that she wasn't going to make it.

I decided that the best thing for me to do would be to stay next to her, and give her my body heat. That would keep her warm, I could check on her easily, and I could watch for Globalsoft. I sat down next to her and pulled her towards me, wrapping my arms round her tightly.

I was planning on staying awake all night, to keep an eye on the girl and any possible intruders, but slowly, I began to relax…