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I waited patiently (as much as I could) for Oliver to show up. Finally his green hot rod pulled up to the restaurant. When his engine stopped rumbling, suddenly, a bag flew over my head. I screamed and thrashed my arms but all I could feel was other arms wrapping around me and carrying me somewhere. "OLIVER!" I screamed. I could hear him yelling in the distance but I was already loaded into a car with a needle stuck in my neck.
When I woke up, my hands were tied around my back and I was in a dark, old room, but not the same one as before. I sat up and my head pounded. I moaned and the door busted open and a man in a black suit threw in a woman with blonde, short, hair and she toppled to the ground. I lurched up to help her, "Are you okay?" She slowly pulled her head up and I was immediately shocked. It was Oliver Queen's mother. I stood up and yelled at the guard, "No matter how many hostages you take, Oliver will NEVER give the business to you!" The door slammed in my face and I hobbled over to Mrs. Queen. She asked, "What are you talking about? What am I even doing here? What's going on?" She started to panic, so I helped her up onto the uncomfortable bed. "It's okay," I started to explain; "Those men captured you so Oliver would have turn the business over to Adam Hunt or we die." Gosh that sounded like a bad way to put it. Her eyes widened, "How do you know Oliver?" I replied, "We're just… friends…" She nodded and sat back and shook her head. "Oliver is not stupid, he'll get the police and we'll be out of here in no time. No need to worry." Yeah, like I would worry. I've got the Hood on my side. I sighed and sat down. "You know," I said, "These guys are easy to get through. I've already escaped one of their little prisons already. By myself. Cheap security guards, huh?" She smiled and said, "Well maybe we can do it again." I sighed again, "I bet there are a lot more security guards out there. Plus, they tied my hands around my back. Last time they didn't." She looked at me concerned, "Oliver must really care about you for them to capture you and think that they would get the business." I shrugged slightly and looked away, slightly blushing. "I'm pretty sure they would capture you first," I said laughing a little, "After all, you are his mom. You were just probably harder to get to." I crinkled my nose, thinking that sounded stupid. All of the sudden, the door busted open and a security guard was there, but then he fell to the ground lifeless, and Oliver Queen stood right behind him.
I sprinted to the door and ran into his chest, I would wrap my arms around him, but they were kind of tied around my back. He hugged me slightly then I realized how weird this probably seemed to Mrs. Queen. After all, Oliver was the Man in the Green Hood at the moment. I backed up and looked at her and she seemed slightly confused. I didn't say anything but Ollie did, "We need to get out of here," his voice was deeper so his mother wouldn't recognize him. I turned around so my hands could face him and he slid an arrow out of his quiver and sliced the rope off my hands, and I rubbed them out of pure irritation and pain. Mrs. Queen, Olive—Green Arrow and I ran down some halls and apparently he knew where he was going. When we busted out of the doors cops surrounded the whole building. "You called the cops?!" I hissed at Ollie. "No," he replied quietly, "A lot of people saw you get kidnapped." I nodded and said, "You need to get out of here." He protested, "Not without you." I rolled my eyes then fixed them on a cop coming towards our way. "Go Oliver," I said in a low voice, "I'll meet you at the hideout later." He vanished before the cop could even say 'Put your hands in the air.' The police, of course, drove me home and my parents annoyed me with their obsessive love but I took it in anyway. I was kind of glad to see some people who loved me a little too much. I went up to my room and showered and put on relaxing clothes. I was too tired to do anything but sleep. There was no way I could make it to Oliver's, so I called him over. Of course, him being a gentleman, he made his way over to my place. The doorbell rang and Oliver showed up and I stepped outside to talk to him. "I know you're tired, but I want to invite you to my place and you can officially meet my mom, step dad, and little sister. My nerves grew. What if I made myself look like a complete and total idiot? He took both of my hands and said, "If you get too tired you can stay over at my place tonight." He concluded with a smile, knowing that I absolutely couldn't resist. Once we told my mom everything, we drove to the Queen Home.
When we arrived, my mouth dropped at the sight of the house. It was massive and covered in stone. "Wow," I said fascinated. "Wait 'till you see the inside," Oliver said with a smile. We walked inside and the first person to open the door was Oliver's mother. "Oh, hello…. I'm sorry I never caught your name when we were in that big mess." I smiled and told her, "My name is Hazel, Mrs. Queen." I wanted to be as polite as possible. She invited us in and Oliver told her the plan. Then, a familiar girl walked down the stairs. "Thea?" I asked. "Hazel?" she replied. Oliver looked at us confused, "Do you guys know each other?" Thea nodded, "Yeah, I know her from school." I nodded and so did Oliver. When dinner was ready, I sat down nervously next to Oliver. "So," Oliver's mother said, "Hazel. Tell me about yourself."
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