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Suddenly, I awoke in a cold sweat after a nightmare I had. I dreamt about getting a golden arrowhead pierced through my chest. I shrug and quickly write it in my dream journal. I stretch, the sun seeping through the curtains I had put up yesterday. I moved to Italy with my mother yesterday, and my stuff was still in boxes. I threw my hair into a messy bun and threw on my favorite oversized t-shirt before running downstairs.
My mom stopped me in my tracks. "Erm... You're not going anywhere."
I frowned. "What? Why?"
"I sold you to the mafia because I need some more money. Italy is more expensive than I thought." She smiled. Evily.
My stomach dropped and I shook my head in disbelief. What the actual flip. No way she did this!!!!!!!! I dashed outside, and I accidentally ran into some 6ft tall guy's chest.
"Are you Y/N?" He had a husky voice and his sclera was tattooed black.
"Y-Y-Y-Yes... Why?" I stuttered and looked up at his face, my chin being crushed by his buoyant bazoingas.
"You're coming with us." He stepped aside, letting me free from his muscular manmilkers, and revealed a team of like. 9 people.
I froze and complied. The man with the buzzcut whispered and snickered to a man wearing pigtails. The blue-haired man tapped his foot impatiently. The blonde smoked a cigarette and glared at the green-haired man who stood fidgeting with his hands. The purple-haired man seemed to frown at my ankle socks. Well it was that or my socks with sandals lole!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Hey... babygirl... Pack your stuff and lets go.." The blonde man said. I ran back up to my room, packing my stuff. I could already tell this was going to be a disaster.....................