The room was pale colored, and my mind went blank until a phone buzzed, and I assumed it was mine in this world. The phone was entirely different than my own, appearing to be an iPhone. I groaned in annoyance. "Fucking iPhones.. Their all the shit these days." My eyes landed on the new glossy screen, darting to a message from… Naomi? Who the hell is that? I could only assume that it was my friend in this strange world, and the thought only annoyed me further. Here I was, in a completely new world, and apparently with a damn iPhone, all the while questioning who this chick was. My curiosity grew, wondering if there was anything about this girl I could find out. Before I could investigate any further, the phone buzzed again, and it made me jump. I had been so focused on trying to discover the entity that the sudden vibration had scared me. Obviously ruffled from the interruption, I grumbled under my breath, even more confused as the name Suzu showed up. When I had actually read their messages, I noticed that both of them correlated to…. "The FUCK?!" School? Both of them had said to hurry up and get ready for school. I felt the anger come out as a growl from my throat, gripping the sheets in my tight knuckles. I was incredibly ticked off, knowing that I had just gotten out of school was stupid. Why did I have to continue going in this world? I only shook my head, but if I was going to survive in this world, I had to. I growled once more in annoyance, and used all my self restraint to not throw the phone. I took a few deep breaths, closing my eyes. I hummed a soft melody to myself, cooling down as the soothing song played in my head.

After I had calmed down, I decided to look in my closet, and was appalled at my clothing. I wear this shit? It was all frilly girly stuff, nothing that was in my taste. It was filled with pale pinks and light blues, all the materials gentle looking and silky. It repulsed me. I only shook my head in annoyance as I tried with all my might to search for something that was more accustoming to my style. A few minutes had gone by, and I had to settle with a dark gray v-neck tee shirt with a pocket on the right side of my side, a white and pastel pink checkered heart on it. The little decoration irked me, but I was satisfied with a black jacket that had white drawstrings. The jeans I had on were dark colored and had holes from my knee and up. But unfortunately, white floral printed lace were under each hole, as if patching up any skin that I might show. I growled in irritation, staying silent as I pulled the sleeves to my elbows and put my hair in a messy bun once again. Looking in the mirror, I was satisfied with my outfit that had been expertly paired with a black band bracelet and gray converse shoes. Another buzz had come from that infernal phone, and I rolled my eyes. That Naomi girl had said it was time for me to come outside, and all I could do was sigh, calming myself. "It's just a stupid dream.. That's all. After I deal with these idiots, I can go back to my reality and play my game." I was curious as to why I would be sleeping right before the game had ended.

I didn't ponder it, and didn't really feel like shoving incoherent thoughts into my mind. The house seemed comfortable, and if not a little bit of a show off with its elegant decor and seemingly expensive furniture. Before I could go out the door though, a gentle hand at grabbed my wrist, and on instinct I had ripped myself away and turned to glare at whoever grabbed me. But my eyes widened at the sight of my mom, and my mind was planning to plunge deep until her kind smile knocked me out of it. "Are you planning to just leave your breakfast cold? I made a take out burrito." At the mention of food, I sighed softly, and smiled. Maybe I'm not in a dream.. Did we somehow change houses in the middle of the night? The aroma of food had gotten my attention, and I scurried over to the kitchen to find that my dad was there reading the newspaper. But what made me freeze in place was his weird attire. He appeared in a sharply dressed manner, and his face was set in stone. My dad was never so serious or sharp, and it was definitely a red flag. "Um, Dad?" His blue eyes flickered up to meet mine under the glass of his glasses, and his eyes seemed to flash with repulsion as he looked at me. The look made me flinch, hurt searing my heart. "What are you wearing?" It was almost not a question with his monotone voice. I was confused as I looked over my outfit. Not knowing how to respond, I only shrugged. "I.. I'm wearing clothes." My dad let out an angered sigh, placing his newspaper down. "You are my daughter. No one related to me will dress like that and not get reprimanded." Irritation flashed in my usually stern gaze. "And so what? Are you dressing up to go to school, Dad? I don't know where this high and mighty act came from, but it's annoying. I get you play around, but this is a little much, don't you think?"

My mother inhaled sharply, and I glanced back at her, only to question why she suddenly looked so fearful. The creak of a chair made me turn back around and face my now aggravated dad who stood up at full height, his arms crossed. "I hope you realize this is no act. If you catch an attitude with me again, I'll show you your place as my offspring. Now don't dress like that again unless you want to be grounded. And wouldn't that be fun for an eighteen year old?" Once again, my mind was confused. Eighteen? But I'm.. I then felt a click in my brain, figuring out why I looked a little older and more mature. It was because I was now eighteen and most likely a senior. Meeting his infuriated gaze, I gulped in shock and timidly grabbed my wrapped up burrito. "Um.. Alright. I'll see you both later tomorrow." Once again, I tried to make my way to the door, and ignored my mother's voice when she wished me to have a good day. Outside was a blue car, sheen with a new car look. I was honestly impressed, and was too distracted by what happened in the house to realize that I had not seen my siblings at all. Usually, they'd come yelling down the stairs and scream for food, or maybe even pummel each other just to get to my seat on the front of the dining table. But.. It was eerily quiet. If this was a different world than maybe.. I don't have siblings at all… The thought made my heart tighten.

In the car were two girls, both who looked like polar opposites. One who was short with a dark golden-brown pixie cut, while the other had long blonde hair with orange tones to it. The second girl seemed tall, even taller than me! Of course, that didn't help my height problem. I only grumbled once I shut the car door and felt the car move forward. The blonde one, who was driving, looked back in the rear view mirror and sent me a wide, friendly smile. "Did you get that AP English writing assignment done? It took me all night to even think that I would be able to finish it." I could only shrug in reply, not caring about either of them as I stared out my window. I could tell both of them were concerned, but it only made me annoyed. I didn't know these people. I've never even seen these two around me or anything! I couldn't pinpoint why they were acting all buddy buddy. The short haired one seemed to whisper something to the blonde one, and luckily, with my fox-like abilities I could hear the girl just fine. "Naomi, do you think Hope is okay?" So the blonde one is Naomi and the other is Suzu. The girl driving glanced over at me with concerned blue eyes, and could only shake her head. "I don't know Suzu.. Maybe she just doesn't feel good." Normally, I would punch anyone who talked about me. But honestly, I didn't feel like they were worth my time and only sighed in annoyance. I couldn't figure out any ways to get awake, but.. For now, I'd have to live this life.

The day at school went by pretty fast, and soon enough, we reached lunch. My ears didn't process what the two girls were eating, so I had chosen mac and cheese along with a soda. It was like both of them were competing for my favor though, and it was annoying. I stayed silent for the time being, only paying attention when Naomi and Suzu were arguing about what to discuss. "If you say we should talk about boys, I will not be your friend anymore." The blonde one had whined, almost as if she actually wanted to. "But why not? We're eighteen, and we still haven't had a boyfriend." My interest peaked at what she said, and I was instantly perplexed. So.. In this world, I've never had a boyfriend? The thought was a strange one, considering I've had plenty. Many not serious, but I have dated regardless. It made me realize that neither of these two had dated, and it almost made me visually show interest. But before I could think anymore, the intercom had interrupted, saying some chick named Hope Anderson to come down to the office immediately. I sat there in silence, but glanced up as I saw both of them staring at me. "Ooh, Hope's in trouble." Suzu teased, but I was confused. My last name was Mullins…? Wait a minute. My last name is Anderson in this? What kind of stereotypical white name is that? Do I own a plantation, too? Although my concerns would never be answered, I pretended to look surprised and glance at the intercom as I stood up. "Oh. Well, I'll see you guys tomorrow." Not. I made my way down to the office and.. Well.. It wasn't good.

I was now standing in front of a stone slab, the name, well, first name of my grandfather, on it. The mid-length black dress I had on clinged to my thighs and hips, while a black cropped sweater covering my torso and arms. At first, I was shocked. My grandfather in this world… died? I had known death well, and knew the sting that came with it. My father was enough but my grandfather, too? It hurt. My heart wouldn't have been able to take it if this happened in reality. If anything, Papa was like the true father figure to me after my grandparents adopted us siblings and took care of us. He was the person who made sure I was loved and cared for. Tears stayed at the edge of my eyes, threatening to come loose. Even if this was only dream land, I could feel my heart being pulled and stretched. I did the one thing I've been doing all day- Ignoring everything. But finally, a voice echoed. It was just my parents and I as the man in front of us began to speak of my grandfathers will. My mind had stayed blank until my name was called. "... My granddaughter, Hope Anderson, will inherit my estate and company." I stared in shock. I knew that I was an eighteen year old in this game, but I still was shocked that I was getting something so large so quickly. I heard my father grunt. "Stubborn old man.. Even in the end." His tone made my anger flare up and send daggers in his direction, then deciding against to arguing with him.

The drive home was uneventful, even after my mother was starting to prepare dinner. Apparently lasagna was my favorite dish..? I had decided against questioning my father, or even talking to my mother once I entered the house. Even if my father had called me down for dinner, I stayed up in my room. I turned the phone off, and finally took a shower and such. Now, I was lying in bed. Hopefully when I sleep, all this will go away. Before I could sleep though, I remembered what my home was like. How my little sister would rough house with the boys, how Hunter would lead the others when I wasn't around, despite his childish outlook on life. I initially thought of them as annoying, pestering siblings, but now that they weren't here, it made me upset. I didn't realize how much I would miss their arguments or fights. God I hate this dream. Finally, I slept. I didn't have any dreams or anything like that. All I knew was home. It was all I wanted..

Feeling my body turn around wearily with slumber, I sighed softly. The dream was finally over. Or at least I thought it was until I opened my eyes. The same colored room, and same eighteen year old me. I groaned loudly in annoyance, placing a pillow over my face. "Goddammit…" Now this is just getting annoying. Again, I had to look through my closet that fit both what I wanted and this time what my dad expected. It was difficult, trying to find a good compromise. So eventually, I stuck to a galaxy printed blue hoodie that was cropped slightly above my belly button. But to cover up some of my stomach and belly button, I wore high waisted pale blue denim jeans with holes on my knees down, and finally nothing covering them. The style was more girly than I thought, but.. Closest thing I could honestly get. The shoes were dark gray sandals, and I had opted to keep my hair down today. For once, my strawberry blonde locks were compliant and stayed wavy and not frizzy. With my phone in hand and backpack on, I completely almost missed my dad saying "You're going to live at the mansion after today!" I could care less. But it appeared my clothes had already been packed from the night before. Don't know when exactly I packed but.. I did? I couldn't really ponder on it much as Naomi's car drove in and picked me up. Once again, the day was uneventful, even if this Lisette chick got on my nerves. I could have fought her, but for once opted towards leaving it be. Right when I was about to go with Naomi to her car, my phone buzzed. When I had looked down at it, the message from my dad said that he was picking me up and taking me to the mansion.

I looked to the girls and waved my hand in the air. "Hey. My dad is picking me up." Suzu and Naomi didn't seem to care really all that much. Not like I blamed them. It seemed like I was only becoming a dead weight on the car. When my dad pulled up, I had gotten into his car with silence. "About your grandfather.. I want you to know I had not meant to react so harshly to his death." I only kept my eyes out the window, but growled in my throat. "You go to a funeral with respect. He was your dad, my grandfather. The least you could've done is at least act like you cared." I turned to look at him and noticed the surprise in his gaze. "But no. You had to be an ass about it all and act like you hated him!" I could tell my father had gotten angered when he turned his gaze back to the road, his knuckles turning white from how hard he was clutching the steering wheel. "You don't know what he was capable of, Hope. You didn't know him like I did." I could only bare my teeth in a snarl, and ripped my gaze away from his. Anger was pulsing through my body even as we stopped in front of the mansion. If it wasn't for me being pissed off, I would have stared in awe at the home. Without speaking a word to my dad, I grabbed the three bags of luggage and walked away from the car. I heard him drive off and I didn't take another look back.

It was almost surreal- Moving into my grandfather's mansion so soon after his death.. It was almost sickening. But of course, I couldn't do anything about it since I was now being kicked out of my home. But when I opened the two doors, I dropped the bags in shock at what I saw. Five men were laying on the ground, and instantly, confusion and irritation showed in my gaze. I glanced around, as if expecting some type of camera to pop out. Sighing into my hand, I glanced over at the boys. "Um.. Hello?" I honestly didn't know how to react. I was even more in shock when one of the boys approached me and entered my personal space as he grabbed my chin, emerald colored orbs staring into my own gaze. "Woman, you will kiss me." Anger flared up in my system, but then, a soothing, almost pleasurable feeling aroused deep in my body, spreading out almost immediately. The anger momentarily passed by, but panic settled in as his lips met mine. "Sam. Stop it." A voice behind him spoke up. "Mmm?" The vibrations of his mumble against my lips made me shudder. "I said. Stop it." The voice was filled with power, yet calm. My knees began to feel wobbly when this so called Sam growled in annoyance. "Mm.. Fine." Once he backed away, I almost felt myself wobble. But a few seconds had passed by, and I was still utterly confused. Until I looked at their outline. Wait.. They look like.. Instantly my eyes widened, realization kicking in. They're the characters from the game.. I could hear someone hum slightly, as they were confused. I turned to the orange haired one and remembered something my friend had said. Huh.. That one must be able to read minds. As if able to confirm it, he nodded his head ever so slightly. Now knowing that he could read my thoughts, I scowled slightly. If you repeat any of what I think to anyone, I'll shove a marshmallow so far down your throat that when you cough it back up, it'll look like you gave someone a blowjob. The man's eyes widened, a heavy blush reaching his cheeks as he cleared his throat, as if already imagining the scenario.

All five brothers, together in front of me. From what I could tell now, I was.. In the game? It was impossible, yet here I was. I sighed softly, massaging my forehead. Well. This will be interesting.