AMALIA'S P.O.V
"Ohhhh," I moaned as I sat up. I looked around but didn't see anything, or anyone. It was completely white. I stood up.
"Hello," I yelled but the response was only my echo, "Dazya? Anyone?" I took a step forward and hit a wall, but couldn't see anything.
"Ow," I said rubbing my forehead. I reached out and felt something hard.
"Must be some kind of wall.." I said feeling along it.
"Well, if there's a way in," I went along the wall and came to a door, "There's a way out!" I turned the knob and opened it slowly to see a set of stairs leading to a hallway.
"Ok Amalia, all you have to do is stay out of sight and- " suddenly something grabbed me from behind, "AHHHH!" I jumped and fell down a few steps."Sorry," the person ran over to me, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" I looked up to see a boy. He had short blonde hair and blue eyes. He looked at me and half grinned.
"I'm fine," I looked at him as I stood up, "No thanks to you.."
"I said I was sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!"
"Yeah I know I heard you the first time guy..." I fixed my clothes and glanced at him. I noticed he had been starring for a while.
"Is there something you need or.."
"Oh! Uh.. no... Is there something you need?" I looked at him and folded my arms.
"Why were you even over here? Because there's like nothing in there... are you stalking me or something?"
"Well, I was ordered to...I don't mean to stalk you! Because then that would be SUPER weird and-
"Ordered by who?"
"My chief, Justin. He ordered me to look after you every second..."
"So technically you are stalking?" The boy blushed.
"Im more like a body guard.." I looked him up and down.
"Your puny, I literally rather be in danger then to have protection from you.." I began to walk down the steps. He walked down after me.
"You know im a lot stronger than I look.." I stopped and looked at him. He stood up straighter. I smiled.
"Your cute.." He smirked and shook his head. We continued down the steps.
"I guess I'll just stick to being the cute guy you just met.." I looked at him.
"Does this cute guy have a name?"
"It's Michael."
"My name is-"
"Amalia, yeah I already..." he stopped and glanced at me. I stopped and looked at him.
"How do you know my name?"
"What I meant to say was-"
"How did you know my name?" Michael went pale.
"Oops." he muttered. I stopped and took a step back.
"Where am I?!?"
"Uh.." he fiddled through his pocket and pulled out a walkie talkie, "Jessie, we have a code red in section 4." he looked up at me. I grabbed his collar and pulled him close.
"I WANT TO KNOW WHERE I AM!"
"I'm sorry, but I can't give you that information." he said calmly.
"The it looks like I'm going to have to find out for myself." I let go of his collar and began going down the steps but Michael grabbed my wrist.
"Now wait just a-" I grabbed his wrist and twisted it behind his back.
"Don't try me." I let go of his wrist and began to walk down the steps. Michael grabbed my shoulder.
"Listen, you are not-" I turned and kicked him in the stomach. He yelped and leaned forward. I jammed my knee into his nose. He fell backwards moaning in pain.
"Like I said, don't try to stop me." I turned and ran down the steps to a hallway. It was long with about 20 different intersections. I started walking down the hallway.
"Where am I?"
"The question is," I turned to see a tall girl with brown hair,"Who are you?" the girl began to walk towards me.
"Excuse me?" I crossed my arms, "The question is, what gives you the right to ask me that question?"
"Well, you are trespassing into my facility..."
"You must be Justin! What have you done with my sister!" the girl stopped in front of me.
"Ok, first off I'm not Justin, My name is Jessica, but people call me Jessie for short."
"OK, that answers one of my questions." Jessica glared at me.
"Do you want to find your sister or not?"
"That's what I asked in the first place!" Jessica rolled her eyes.
"Just follow me." Jessica turned and began walking away. I rolled her eyes and followed her.
"Now were getting somewhere.." I mumbled.
"I heard that!" said Jessica.
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