"How did this happen to you…to us, Amy?" Tasha had asked her. "We used to be best friends, why wouldn't you talk to me?"
Amy sighed solemnly, and remembered how desperately she had just wanted a shoulder to cry into during the Clone War, but the other Amys and Andys were too unfeeling to care.
"Sit down," Tasha said. "Take as long as you need to. You're my best friend, and I want you to feel better!"
She and Tasha made their way to the couch, and on cue, Chris took Heather to bed, and Amy began her story, as if she were traveling back in time, to that day, eleven years ago.
Amy Candler was reading through the mail, and shrieked with excitement at the sight of her first college acceptance letter. "Harvard?" Amy asked giddily. Lately, Amy's mother had assumed that they Organization was gone, since they hadn't tried to find her in such a long time, and Amy was allowed to excel, at least in school. Andy, who had been visiting, leaned in to give her a kiss when she ran into the house, and gave him the news.
"That's great, Amy!" he said enthusiastically. "I'm so very proud of you, my girlfriend," he said, giving her a hug, and whirling her around in excitement.
Amy giggled. "I worked so hard!" she said.
"Your mother will be pleased," Andy said with excitement. "Oh, Amy, this is so wonderful!"
Amy sighed dreamily, as she and Andy went outside and sat on the porch. "Just think of the careers we could get. We have our whole lives ahead of us. We could be anything we wanted to be."
Later that night, Amy dreamed about the celebration party that her mother was allowing her to have. She would invite all of her friends. She mentally made a guest list of Tasha and Chris, Eric and Aly, Amy One and Andy Eleven, and Amy Five and Eight, who were both, alone at the time. She had remembered how she had spent so much time with Andy, considering that he had moved nearby, and she had been so happy to be with him. Eric had liked Aly, because she had been a fun-loving, average girl who enjoyed sports, like he did. And Tasha had developed a crush on Chris, because she liked how mysterious he was. Eventually, Chris had asked her out, after Amy had spent so much time with Andy. She, Chris, and Eric were still good friends, but not in the way that they used to be. Still. Soon, she would go to Harvard, and all Amy could think about was how lucky she was to have such a perfect life.
The next day, she woke up with fresh happy thoughts on her mind, and she went into her closet to find something nice to wear, when three men in military camouflage burst into her room.
"Seven, you're coming with us!" one of them said.
"No!" she screamed. "Mom! Andy! Tasha! Chris! Heeeeeeeeeeelp!" she screamed. She tried to fight him, but he was just naturally stronger than she was, based on build, and age. Amy hated feeling helpless, and tried to even sock him, or poke his eyes, to do anything, but there was nothing that she could do.
"Tell it to your sisters when you get there," the government official grunted. "I'm sure it'll fascinate them."
"You can't do this! This is kidnapping! It's against the law," she shrieked, as they hauled her into a van, and tied her up to a chair. She looked at the girl next to her, and remembered that the only clone who lived this close to them was Aly. If they intended to start taking over the world now, Aly would be no use to them.