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Zoe's POV:

Everything is black and white. There was no colour. I don't know where I am, this place, it's new to me…

"I'm coming, Zoe."

"What?" I turned around quickly, and behind me there is a boy…a really handsome boy. He was in colour, the only bright thing here, with brown gorgeous hair and bright blue eyes; he looked like the type that was a Jock, maybe football captain? - But far more interesting.

"Your mine."

"No, I don't know you." I whisper, but I feel like I do know him…

"We're meant to be together."

"No, we're not!" I am now officially creeped out…

"We're soul mates. Soulfinders…"

That word sounded familiar, but I dunno, I don't know where I heard that word from… "What the hell are you talking about?"

"We're a perfect match; I'm coming to claim you." His long arms reaching out to me.

"What the –" The boy came closer; I walk backwards, to get away from him. Because I felt if he came anywhere near me, I thought something bad will happen.

"Shit!" I lost my footing and fell down a big black hole. I'm falling rapidly, and then I land on something. I can't see anything, everything is pitch black, I can't feel anything but all I can hear is my heavy breathing.

"I'm coming…" A voice whispered. "I'm coming to get you." The voice kept repeating the same words, until my world was shaking.

"Come on, Zo. You gotta get up." The voice sounded distant but very familiar. The voice sounded warm and comforting.

I closed my eyes softly…

"Come on you lazy pig, get up. We're gonna be late." Charlie said, still shaking me.

My eyes snapped open. Late for what? - Oh crap I forgot. Charlie's painting is going up in one of the galleries for her art course…how the hell did I forget that?

"Alright, let me get dressed. I slipped off the couch, still in my clothes from yesterday. I went into my room and choose a smart-casual outfit. My best red blouse with black jeans and my newly brought converse, which I brought yesterday, (somehow Charlie persuaded me to buy them.) I put some mascara and some pale foundation. I had to get the palest one in the shop.

*Flashback* Yesterday

"Could I buy this please?" I asked, placing the foundation on the counter.

"Goodness girl, are you alright? You're a bit pale."

"It's her natural colour, at high school, we used to call her 'Casper the friendly Ghost'." Charlie said to the women serving me.

"Not enough iron in your blood, I say." The woman scanned the foundation across the scanner. "There you go darlin', four dollars and fifteen cence please."

I passed her the money and said: "Thanks" and me and Charlie went out of the shop…how embarrassing.

*End of Flashback*

I smiled to myself. I felt humiliated for 'not having enough iron in my blood'. Better get those vitamins and minerals.

"Are you ready yet?!" Charlie shouted up to me.

"Yeah, just finishing up!" I called. I fixed my straight brown hair into a neat ponytail.

I clambered down the stairs to see Charlie in a hoodie and sneakers, wearing jeans which had mud and paint on…what a messy girl.

"Charlie, you gotta change into something else."

"Why?"

"Well first of all, you look like a hobo who got into a soccer game and then a paint factory exploded on her, and then some birds decided to use her hair as a nest instead of twigs - "

"Okay I get the picture." Charlie said with her hands up to silence me. "Help me."

I sighed but inside I was smiling. She hardly let me help her decide what to wear. "Alright then." I said and I followed her into her messy room.

Actually, messy wouldn't describe it. It was like a bomb had been dropped in her room. "Uhh, where's your wardrobe?" I asked.

"Right there." She pointed at some clothes on the floor. Ha ha, very funny Charlie.

"Charlotte Potter," I said, acting serious. Only her mom called her that, only when she was in deep shit.

"Don't call me that." She growled.

"Then tell me where your best clothes are."

"I would rather die than wear a dress."

"You don't have to wear a dress if you don't want to." I said quite plainly.

Beep beep beep beep beep. My cell phone, I rushed to my bedroom to find my phone on my dresser.

"Hello, this is Zoe Kelly you're speaking to."

"Zoe darling," Oh god, its Yvonne again, my agent. She was probably the world's most annoying person in the history of mankind. "Zoe, I just got you a photo shoot for a magazine called 'POP!' would you like to do it?"

OMG! My first photo shoot! "Absolutely!" I tried to main calm, but failed miserably.

"That's brilliant, I'll tell them, ta ta now."

"Thanks, bye." She hung up and I screamed in joy.

Charlie came into my room, "what the hell is going on?"

"I got my first photo shoot!" I grabbed her and hugged her tightly.

"Zo, I can't breathe, let go."

I let go of her. "Sorry, now let's get you ready."

We went into her room. "Right, get your best clothes out." I told Charlie.

"Who are you? My mom?"

I laughed, "no, but I am the only person you have close to a sister."

"Alright then." She went to her draws and opened them. I went to see what she's got.

"No, no, that's too casual." I said dismissing some of the clothes she held up to me. "Oo, what's that?" I asked pointing out to some grey pants. (A/N: LOL, if you are British, you will understand where I am coming from!)

"What do they look like?" Charlie said, pointing out the obvious.

"I know what they are! – I'm just thinking maybe you should wear that and –" I rummaged through the draws. "-and this." I held up a nice blue t-shirt with a V-neck line and was fit for the ecation.

"Okay then. You better get out if you want me to change."

I got happily and went downstairs to watch some TV.

There you go; I hope it is long enough, I am really sorry for the short chapters. I'll try and update a bit more and have a great summer! XxX