Okay, it's REALLY short, but it's just a little bit about Eliza so...yeah...
Eliza POV
I groaned and opened my eyes.
"Oh, you're awake," someone said. I screamed and jumped. But, I couldn't. I was tied to a chair.
"Oh, sorry," the girl laughed. She was also tied to a chair, in front of me.
"W-Who are you?" I asked, breathing heavily.
"Hey, relax kid, I'm not evil or anything," she smiled sincerely. I studied her closely. She looked like she was in...college maybe.
She was perfect.
Perfect waist length blonde hair and striking blue eyes. Her perfectly pink lips, curves in every right place, a perfect body shape. Finished off with a perfect smile.
She would make any boy go nuts.
"Where am I?" I asked.
The girl shrugged as much as she can through the ropes. "I have no idea. Hopefully, she's show her ugly face soon."
"Huh? Who?"
The girl smiled at me. "No one you need to know, yet."
I raised an eyebrow. "You make absolutely no sense."
"A good trait to have," she pointed out.
"And why is that?"
"Well, for one thing, you are going to need it."
"Me?"
"Yes, you. With everything you are going to go through."
"Are you trying to give me a PUBERTY TALK?!"
"Oh, HEAVENS no!" she laughed. "I mean your job as a DHI."
"How do you know I'm a DHI? We haven't even come out yet."
"I just know."
"And how do you know I need that trait?"
"Because."
"Because?"
"Because I was once a DHI."
My eyes narrowed. "Who are you."
The girl smiled her perfect smile. "My name's Charlene Turner."
The door slammed open, the room echoing with an evil laugh.
