Cp2

We were silent for a long time. We all looked at each other. There were 4 guys and 3 girls. Some of them wearing orange shirts, and others wearing purple shirts. I couldn't make out the words because of the dirt and grime.

Though something about them seemed familiar…

"Sup'" I nodded.

Smoooth, Olivia, smoooth. I told my dumb self. They were still staring at me as if I'd been the one who magically appeared in a closet. My cheeks burned as I realized how I looked like. I had on my P.J shorts and shirt, one sock, messy hair and let's not forget the pencil I was holding in my hand. I chuckled nervously as I set the pencil down.

"Woah…" A scrawny boy with an orange t-shirt, overalls and a tool belt marveled at my room. The walls were painted a gradation of teal and yellow. My room had 50-inch TV, a massive comfy bed, modern white book shelf, a few orange beanbags, lights pinned on my walls and a round night stand with 3 books. "Did Nico really shadow-travel here?! Awesome!" He grinned. He had a naughty gleam in his eyes.

He got up to take a better look. Then I realized there was an 8th member to the closet family, only he was unconscious. He laid on the corner.

He's not dead, hopefully. I think.

But the word the guy in overalls used, shadow travel, it triggered a memory. My mind clawed through other non-essential thoughts, trying to grab a hold of the thought.

The others seemed to melt out of their shock and dismay.

A girl with golden locks and stormy gray eyes looked at me sternly and asked, "Where are we?" I stared at her. Her eyes gave off signals that warned others not to mess with her. "You're on mhdmdncm" I mumbled the last part, just to get on her nerves. "What?" A guy with black hair and purple shirt asked. "I said, msjmanhdjm" I held back a smile. The other 2 girls looked at each other in confusion. A muscular Asian boy in a purple shirt asked, "Could you speak up please?"

Everyone leaned closer to listened, and a faint smile crept up my lips. Goldilocks saw. She must've been the smart one. "Okay, we don't have time for games, just tell us where we are."

I stretched my arms leisurely, and sank into my bed. Scrawny boy did the same. I gave Goldilocks a calm smile. "You're in Chicago, and now answer one of my questions, who the heck are you people? And, I don't know, do you appear into other people's closets all the time?"

Scrawny boy rolled his eyes, and looked at me. "Tell me all about it, sister, traffic was a murder, we had to take the closet shortcut. Hope you don't mind." I couldn't help but smile. "You know, you remind so much of—" My smile faded, and my eyes widened. Why did these people seem so familiar? I've never met them in my life before. Could it be…?

No, I haven't met, I've read about them.

Author's notes:

Hey readers! I'll try to upload a chapter every week, I hope you guys liked the chapters so far, and don't worry it gets better! Anyways, can I just recommend a Fan fiction story called : The Jealous friend. I haven't finished it, but I started reading it, and it was really interesting. Be sure to check it out! Bye :D