I take a moment to wake up in my bed, my head throbbing slightly as I decided to stand up, a bit too quickly I might add. Why me, I thought. I moved my long, raven hair out of my face as I put on black jeans, a black, long sleeved shirt, and some combat boots. For a bit extra, I also added a dark purple bracelet, and a silver necklace. My mother began calling for me. "SYD! GET DOWN HERE!" she yelled... loudly. I rolled my eyes and silently scoffed before walking down the stairs. "Yes, mother?" I begged the question. "Your father left us alone again." She sounded annoyed. "Seriously? Geez, who's the chick this time?" "Some blondie." I froze. "A blondie? You don't mean Megan, do you?" "THAT'S WHO SHE IS!" Ugh! This is infuriating. I just made myself a coffee before looking out the window. "Something's off, mother." "Well, I'll say!" She kept rambling off into the distance as she left the room. I grabbed my black backpack and began walking to campus, being careful due to my nails. Being in college was tough, but hey, somebody's gotta do it. I'm the first one in the family to go to college after all! As I was walking, I noticed the usually bustling streets were foggy... yet so many people were walking around them. However, they were unfamiliar... very unfamiliar. I decided to ride the bus to get there quicker. I payed my $2, and went to take a seat in the back. However, as I settled in, a car all of a sudden stopped, and the bus crashed into it. The last thing I remember from that incident was that I was knocked unconscious, and then some people apporaching me... strange people. I awoke in a room with 2 boys and a girl. The three seemed to be getting to know each other. They had nametags... Ava, Anthony, and Hayden. I spoke up. "Hi!" I spoke, my poor vocal chords still a bit sore from what happened. The Ava girl spoke, "About time you woke up there, aye? I'm Ava. Ava Murph." She was on the news weeks ago! That must mean... "So... you are the gay couple that went missing? And you're the girl with the dead sister?" The three sighed simultaneously. "I-I'm Syd." "Well, Syd," Anthony began, "Good luck. We don't know what's going on either." If I'm here then... is there a particular reason why I am here? And if so... What?
If you couldn't have guessed, this ties in to the other little story project. Part 1: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1063800184/ Part 2: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1066503539/ I need to think of a title for this series.
