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Oz's pov

Bring!

"Ah!" I gasped as I started in my seat, almost falling out.

I looked up with glassy eyes to see that first period had started, and I didn't have first period in this room. I jumped up and ran to the door then ran the rest of the way to my class. Shit! This was bad.

I was faintly reminded of the day that I first met Gil as I sat down at my desk. That thought then reminded me that I hadn't seen Gil. If he had been in homeroom, he would have woken me up or something.

Anxiously, I looked around the classroom only to realize he wasn't in my class. In fact he wasn't an any of my classes until 4th period. While the teacher droned on about something very unimportant, I resisted the urge to jump up from my desk and rush to Gil's classroom.

About ten minutes into the class, I couldn't stand the wait any longer. I raised my hand to get the attention of the teacher. He grudgingly did so.

"Yes?"

"I need a hall pass," I told him.

The teacher rolled his eyes. "What for?"

"I gotta piss," I told him, elicting a few giggles from the more immature of our class.

"Fine. I expect you back in five minutes."

I nodded and jumped up from my seat. This got a few more giggles from my classmates. Reaching the door, I just barely grabbed the pass before I slammed the door shut again.

I raced down the hallways to Gil's 1st period. When I got there, I peeked through the window on the door to see if Gil was there. He wasn't. My heart beat raced.

"Gil where are you," I whispered quietly.

Then another thought popped into my head. Break. He always knew everything. Surely he would know what happened to Gil. I ran through the hallways, intent on getting to the parking lot as soon as I could.

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Gil's pov

My hands were tied behind my back and a blind fold was covering my eyes. I couldn't tell what kind of condition Jenny was in, but I knew it wasn't good. The girl wouldn't shut up. She kept on threating the people who kidnapped us so they just beat her until she couldn't talk.

Tears leaked down my face as I thought about Oz for the thousandth time. He probably hasn't noticed that we were missing. Oz probably thought we were just late. I missed him so much.

"How are you two doing down here?" a guy asked.

Jenny would have said something, but she was most likely passed out in pain. Instead I answered him.

"Not too good," I said weakly.

The guy must have thought I was being a smart ass because I got a kick to the face. I groaned in pain. This was nothing compared to what my parents did though. This was easy.

"Don't speak," the guy told us.

I would have nodded, but he probably would take that the wrong way too. My heart pounded in my ears. It was way too loud to be normal. My vision was getting fuzzy, though that was hard to tell becaue of the blindfold. I knew what was coming. I was going to pass out. I welcomed that with open arms.

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"Get up you two!" a man shouted at us.

I scrunched my face together in an attempt to wake myself up. It didn't work so well, but it did remind me where I was. The blindfold wasn't covering my eyes anymore, but I could tell we were in a different room. The floor was a lot softer, which made sense since it was carpet now.

I struggled to get up since my hands were still tied. The ropes were hurting my wrists, but it seemed like Jenny had it worse. She was laying on her back, not making a move to get up. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly parted.

"Jenny," I whispered.

Jenny groaned, but made no other noise of aknowledgement.

The guy made his presence known by shouting at us to get up again. I looked up and saw a big man with graying hair. He was wearing street clothes.

When I finally managed to stand up, I went over to help Jenny up. If she stayed down she would only be hurt more. Getting her up was harder than it seemed though. First off, she wasn't twig skinny like me, she had some meat on her. The next, more important thing, was that I still had my hands tied behind my back.

"Excuse me," I said timidly, turning to the man behind me.

He glared harshly at me. "What?"

"C-can y-you h-h-help me get J-Jenny to s-stand up?" I stuttered.

The man crossed his arms and waited a while. I thought for the longest time that he was just going to ignore me, but then he smiled.

"I'm supposed to be mean to you, but I think I can do this one thing," the man told me.

I managed a small smile for him. He was supposed to be mean to me? That meant whoever had kidnapped us wasn't a nice person.

I watched as the guy gently helped Jenny up. I couldn't help at all because of the binds. Jenny glared at the man, but he just smiled at her. He seemed alright though he was in the wrong job.

"What's your name?" I asked him.

"You can call me James, but that's not my real name," James told me.

I nodded. That did make sense that our kidnapper's goon wouldn't give his real name.

"Well, the boss wants to see both of you. Get ready and follow me," James ordered.

James ushered Jenny along while I followed behind them. This was it. I was going to meet my kidnapper.

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