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Chapter 4
I had just barely put my stuff down on the lounge chair, trying to brush off the fact that I was leaving unfinished school work while I went off to play, when I heard someone whisper in my ear, "Serenity, look out!"
I stood up straight and shrieked just as someone wrapped their arms around my waist from behind and picked me up.
Kicking and screaming for them to let me go, whoever it was was bringing me closer to the pool.
"Hold your breath," he whispered. I squeezed my eyes shut as he dropped me in the pool.
Staying underneath the water with my eyes squeezed shut and holding my breath, I heard the wicked laugh of my kidnapper.
"Hold your breath," he hissed. "Don't make a sound or I'll kill you."
Paralyzed with fear, my seven-year-old self hugged my knees to my chest, pressing against the corner of the wall, desperately wanting to be able to melt into the walls to get away from the madman.
"I swear if you make a single sound," he hissed.
"Hello?" someone called from outside.
"Be right there!" my kidnapper called, his voice sounding sweeter than I had ever heard it.
"Hold your breath," he snapped. I squeezed my eyes shut and held my breath, desperately wishing this wasn't my reality; I was only having a year long nightmare.
I popped up out of the water, gasping for air. Thankfully, the pool water made my face wet so no one could see the tear sliding down my cheek.
Scarlet looked at me, her eyes asking if I was already. I nodded, trying to reassure her that I was ok.
"You boys are extremely infantile," Scarlet said, shaking her head. James looked at her, his eyebrow raised.
"She likes using big words for fun," I shrugged.
"Infantile means 'of or occuring among babies or young children,'" Logan said.
"I take it you're the smart one?" Lizzy joked.
"Yeah," Logan grinned.
"Do we have to?" Kendall whined loudly. We all looked over to Kendall; who was out of the pool and on the phone. He cringed and pulled the phone away from his ear.
"But Gustavo-" Kendall tried again, but pulled the phone away again and cringed.
"We're not going Gustavo!" James exclaimed, taking the phone from Kendall. Immediately after saying that, James hung up and tossed Kendall's phone onto the lounge chair.
Sydney, Scarlet, Lizzy and I got out of the pool, asking what was going on. Within a few moments, Freight Train appeared at the pool.
"Guys, guys, guys," I whispered, tapping on their arms as I backed up. "It's Freight Train."
Our eyes went wide as we slowly backed away from Freight Train.
"Guys, Gustavo wants you down at the studio now," Freight Train said.
"Do we have to?" Carlos whined.
"Alright, listen," James said, walking over to Freight Train. He attempted to lower his voice, but I could still here him. "We've got four smokin' hot girls here. Do you think you could, you know, let it slide?"
"Alright, come on," Freight Train sighed, picking up James and draping him over his shoulder.
"Fine," Kendall sighed, and allowed himself to be picked up by Freight Train. Carlos and Logan soon did the same.
"Bye, girls," Freight Train said, giving us a smile. We nervously smiled and waved back.
"See you later?" Kendall called.
"Sure!" I answered. Carlos and Logan waved and said their good-byes.
"This is so embarassing!" James cried. His head shot up and he looked at us, flashing a smile to cover up his whine.
"Weirdo," Lizzy muttered. I laughed.
"Ok guys, let's go!" Scarlet exclaimed once the boys were out of sight.
"Go where?" Sydney asked, putting her hoodie on over her swimsuit.
"Kendall invited us to dinner with the boys tonight," Scarlet said, dragging us up to our room.
"And why are we leaving the pool now? It's like two o'clock," Lizzy whined.
"James called us 'smokin' hot.' I have to make sure that what he calls me is accurate. You know I don't take criticism well," Scarlet said. "I have to look amazing tonight."
"And why is that? They're just guys," Sydney said.
Scarlet blushed. "I just have to look good, ok?"
Hours later, the girls and I were ready for dinner with the boys at their apartment. Scarlet was wearing her hair down and curled, and had a thin layer of mascara on her eyelashes. She was wearing dark, ripped skinny jeans and a t-shirt that said "I'm not shy, I just don't like you." She wore black converse.
Sydney was wearing dark skinny jeans and a black hoodie. Her blonde hair was barely showing through her hood.
Lizzy pinned back part of her silvery blonde hair, and wore eyeliner around her brown eyes. She was wearing a flower print tank top with a leather jacket on top, skinny jeans, and ankle high boots.
Because I had known the boys before my kidnapping, my friends decided I needed to be all "dolled up." They curled my ebony colored hair pinned back part of it, and put eyeliner and mascara around my ice blue eyes. I wore dark skinny jeans with a black tank top that said "Paris" on it with a bejeweled Eiffel Tower. On top was a black shrug top. And I wore black flats.
"Can we go now?" I whined. "I'm tired of all this dressing up."
"Fine," Lizzy sighed.
"Just let me fix my hair just a little bit," Scarlet said, standing in front of the mirror.
Fifteen minutes later, we were getting a bit impatient.
"Scar, it's already 7. Let's go," Sydney said.
"Let me fix my hair!" she exclaimed.
"Scar, you already look perfect. Let's go," I sighed.
"You're right," she said, looking at herself in the mirror. "I look fine. Let's go."
"Finally," Lizzy exclaimed.
"Come on, guys! Let's go!" I exclaimed.
"Food!" Lizzy screamed, running out of the apartment. Scarlet, Sydney and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. Lizzy looked back at us with an innocent look on her face and asked, "What?"
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