CHAPTER ONE - Boredom is the Worst
(Dove)
I was bored, okay? Shopping just gets so dull sometimes, and can really suck the joy out of things. And, my gosh, was that necklace beautiful. Big fat diamonds here, there and everywhere. I'm just a seventeen year old girl; I can't afford luxury like that.
So I stole it.
I bet you're like: OMG, innocent Dovey stole a necklace?
Trust me, my sister is worse.
Being me, I tried to use my innocent puppy-dog eyes on the cops. Nah, they're smart. It usually works, and I've become quite good at it. But these dudes, oh, they say it coming. They dragged me away before I could even get down to the nitty-gritty!
No matter how much I bribed, begged and sobbed, they wouldn't give in. I have to say that I'm impressed.
I wonder whether my dear sister could do as good as me.
. . . . . . .
(Ivy)
Shit.
I messed up big time. I don't know where they took Tiger, Hawk or Breeze, but I do know that they would be spending their time in jail for many years to come. And me.
I press the back of my hand to my forehead and take a few deep breathes. Okay, I give up. I fall back against the plain white bed and inhale sharply as the springs dig into my spine.
I have no idea how I'm going to survive here.
It will take all of my energy just to breathe in this hell-hole.
But, of course, I have only one person to blame, and that person is myself. I'm seventeen- why can't I see that this would happen to me eventually?
Maybe I am as stupid as I knew I was.
You're very confused now, aren't you?
Face it - I forced this upon myself. Oh well.
Maybe someone (cough, Hawk, cough) will devise some genius plan to get us out of this place.
I hope.
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Thanks for reading! R&R. Sorry for short chapter - gotta go, bye!
Kisses,
- Nat xx