What Happened To My Room - Chapter 2

Okay guys, so i know that this chapter is a bit short. But, I have a lot of homework at the moment, and I didn't really know what else to write:L So guys please enjoy chapter 2!

'BEEP, BEEP, BEEP' Eurghh, I hate alarms, especially on a Friday. Suppose I should get up. But as I opened my eyes I didn't come face to face with my black and white alarm clock, but instead I woke up to a modern black, sleek alarm clock that looked to expensive and modern to even be in 2010, let alone my budget range.

I closed my eyes, thinking that I was still dreaming, but when i opened them again, half asleep still, I became face-to-face with the same alarm clock. Confused as I was about the alarm clock, I came to the realisation that I wasn't even in my own room, let alone bed!

I looked around and I saw a brown, cream and duck egg blue wall, covered in pictures of groups of people, a 70 inch flat screen television (which also looked too expensive), about 5 certificates, and then a shelf with about 50 awards on it or different shaped and sizes. The bed I was in must of been at least king sized, and the quilts and pillows must have been 100% silk, and where the most comfortable things that I have ever laid on.

As I went to reach over for the duvet, so I could finally discover what has happened, my eyes both immediately dropped onto my left hand. There, on my forth finger, was the most beautiful diamond ring i have ever laid my eyes on, and on top of that, was a golden band. That could only mean one thing, I was married? BUT I WAS ONLY 17! Had I accidently got so drunk last night, that I went to Las Vegas and got hooked up to some incredibly rich man? Well I hoped it was a man...

I got out of bed, and realised that i was in a silk nightgown that looked very sexy and not very me, but it was very beautiful. Then I realised that my breasts had grown a lot in size and my stomach looked a bit bigger than last night too.

That's when it hit me that it was something far different than getting hooked up in Las Vegas.

I decided to take a closer look at some of the exhibits on the wall. First I looked at the awards and certificates. The first I looked at tween choice award, 'awarded to best comedy show of... 2012?'I looked at it more closely and the award went to "So Random". I looked at the rest on the shelf and they all said best actress and best movie star, then I saw a huge one that said 'best actor of our generation', wait ACTOR? Okay then, there is only one explanation to this... I'm being pranked by Zora, "Okay Zora, you can come out now and tell me I have been celebrity practical joked!" I got nothing, accept a loud cry which sounded like a baby.

"Don't worry babe I'll get it, you just get ready for work" I heard a man shout. Okay so this was not normal, I decided to have a look at the certificates on the wall, hoping that they would give out more information on where I was, "Children's Literacy Charity Helper awarded to Sonny Munroe, 2013?" I questioned myself, then something caught my eye, a marriage certificate, "Chad Dylan Cooper & Alison Amy Munroe-Cooper" wait ..."WHAT!" I screamed and ran to the nearest mirror.

There, stood in front of me was a woman that looked about 25. She had deep brown eyes, long brown hair, with honey tone highlights. She had rosy red cheeks, and pursed pink lips. She was beautiful, it then hit me. This beautiful woman was me, and I had aged with what I think of around 10 years and I was supposedly married to the boy I argue and fight with everyday. My secret crush...

Chad. Dylan. Cooper.

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