Author's Notes:

Maddy Nicola Snape: Thank you, but I don't really feel like writing slash right now. Maybe in a few hundred years, if I'm still around by then. I probably won't be, but I just like to call it wishful thinking.

Dana: I sorry. I hope you read the author's note. My brother got mad at me, and screwed with chapter 7. I do understand what you were saying, though.

Cake Eater: Thanks. I did have fun. Especially falling out of my desk in 7th hour while we were playing Phase 10. That doesn't have anything to do with going trick or treating. But I did almost pull Amanda down with me!

Dark-angel0098: Thanks. I read your story. Did you get my review?

Pyro Bear: Thank you for your support, baby cakes. But we lost. 12-39. I think I told you that already…

Charisma: To me, there's really no reason to write a story when nobody likes it and stops reading it. I do, however, know what an insult and a flame is. I did make it to the 10th grade, didn't I? That's still a mystery to me, too. (Please don't get mad at me if this comes out sounding rude. I don't mean to be.)

JayKay: Thanks. By the way, just curious. What's a Canadian bobblehead army?

I sighed. I was in so much pain. I thought practice was painful. No one ever told me what it was like to get kidnapped. Or that it causes a lot of pain. I looked around. Riley, Scooter and Adam. It would be just my luck that when I'm being kidnapped, Riley comes around to beat the shit out of me, with Adam and Scooter trying to stop him.

Ok, maybe I should start at the beginning.

It started yesterday, I think. I had gotten around to going back to practice, after being gone for a week. The entire team , save Scooter and Adam, were still mad at me, and were doing their best to cause a lot of pain for me. I have never been in this much pain before in my life.

One of the guys on the team, is on scholarship. And nobody but me knows. It was an accident that I had found out. And he's the one that checks me the hardest. He doesn't want me to tell anyone.

After practice, I went into the locker room to change and take a shower. I was just getting out of the shower, when I noticed that my clothes were gone. I had nothing but a towel.

"Dammit. Jerks. I'm not leaving. I am not walking back to my dorm in nothing but a towel. I'll wait for JV practice." I said to myself.

Then remembered that JV didn't have practice today.

"Ok, so they're smarter than I thought they were. I wonder if there's a phone in here…"

There wasn't.

I wonder if Julie or Connie leaves clothes in here.

Lucky for me, they do. So I changed into Connie's clothes, ran back to my dorm, changed into my own clothes, and then ran back to the locker room to put her clothes back. Before she got back. I didn't want her getting mad at me.

I laid down on my bed, and was able to get at least a few minutes of rest. Then went down to eat supper.

I had long since given up on sitting with the Varsity, as to avoid any unnecessary contact. I sat alone at an empty table that I had found near the back of the cafeteria.

After eating, I went outside. JV was playing street hockey, so I decided since I had nothing better to do, I'd watch.

About 5 minutes after getting there, Portman and Dwayne came and sat down.

"Howdy." Dwayne said.

I smiled.

"Hey, Laura." Portman said.

I smiled at him, too.

"You sure do have a pretty smile, ma'am." Dwayne said.

"Thank you, Dwayne." I said, blushing slightly.

"He's right, you do. And you look cute when you blush." Portman said.

"Are you two flirting with me?"

"No."

"Maybe."

"I see you found some clothes, Morgan!" someone yelled.

"It's going to take a lot more than that to scare me off, or embarrass me for that matter." I yelled back, not even looking behind me, for fear of more pain.

*Narrator's POV*

No one saw the man that was in bushes. Spying on them. Recording their every move, or at least someone's every move. He smirked to himself as Laura yelled that last comment, and almost laughed as the young boy that had made the comment about finding clothes ran at her, but was disappointed to see another young man stop him from doing so.

"Damn, that would have been Interesting. Would have made my job even more easier. Damn you, Diane. I don't know why you couldn't have just killed her yourself. She's your daughter." the man grumbled to himself. "You should have just done it yourself to begin with, then that bratty boy would still be alive."

He then perked up as he saw Laura stand up.

"I'll see you guys later, I'm gonna go get some sleep. I'm really tired." she called out to the players on the court. A few waved, but otherwise didn't even acknowledge her.

*Laura's POV*

I yawned as I walked to my dorm room. It was late, I s'pose, and I was really tired. I didn't feel like doing anything.

I didn't notice the man lurking in the shadows until it was too late.

I screamed as I felt a hand grab me. Then relaxed a little, thinking it was just Riley, coming to bitch me out.

"Riley go away. I don't care for your shit right now." I said, struggling to get loose.

But the hand was too large to be Riley's. That's when I got scared. I was going to scream, but whomever the hand belonged to pressed a piece of cloth against my mouth. It was sweet smelling. I was barely able to see Riley run up with Scooter and Adam running after. I heard a girl scream, and tried to figure out who it was, but it was to no avail. Then the world slowly became engulfed in blackness.

*Narrator's POV*

The man smiled as he took the cloth away from Laura's face. But then realized there were 3 people watching him, and he had to do something about them.

He knew that he couldn't just kill them, which was what he had planned on doing, but it wasn't a very good plan, seeing as how he didn't have much time before Laura's room mates returned. He had been studying the three girls for a month, now, and knew their schedule's fairly well.

He groaned as he knew what he had to do about these three boys watching him, not moving, not talking, just staring. He did the only thing he could think of at the time, he knocked them out.

He cursed himself as he tried to get the 4 teenagers to his van. If only he had worn a mask or something, he wouldn't have this problem.

*Laura's POV*

I groaned, as everything came into perspective.

"Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore." Adam said.

I turned my head in surprise, I hadn't been expecting Adam, but he was also tied up, and so were Riley and Scooter. Which surprised me. There are going to be a lot of very upset people. Especially Julie and Coach Wilson. Julie, because she'll probably think I purposely got her boyfriend kidnapped. Which wasn't entirely my fault. Coach Wilson, for the loss of 3 of his players, and his only goalie.

"Is it just me or have we been kidnapped?" I asked, still a little groggy.

"I'd like to say it's just your imagination, but unfortunately, I can't. That would be a lie." Adam said.

And this is about where you came in.

I looked around, taking in my surroundings, in case we lived and made it out of this ugly place alive, the cops were going to want to know what it looked like.

"Good. You're finally awake." I heard a woman's voice.

It was surprisingly familiar.

I turned, and almost gagged. It was my mother. With Caleb and Kaylee. I seriously thought of crying, but decided that might scare Caleb. Kaylee had no idea what was going on. After all, she was only 3 years old.

I wasn't very happy to see the woman, to say the least.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, a little harder than I had expected to.

"I really don't think that's any of your business." she smirked.

"Laura? Do you know here?" Adam asked.

"Yeah, she's my mother."