The New It Girl *ON HOLD*

Ashley is a low-key heiress. Justin's a famous celebrity. They meet at his concert and every thing is just a story from there.
***This story is on hold and under going major editing. I'm trying to pick up the writing again, I promise!***


64. Toy cars


I don't think I should be awake right now, but I am. I'm bored, not tired, actually I'm hyper. I've slept for two days and I'm not tired. There's nothing on t.v, I look out the window, it's pouring rain. The night is not fun for me at this moment. I look to the other window which shows to the hallways. A shadow crosses by, now I'm curious. Thank god I'm not hooked up to any type of monitor besides this heart monitor thing that I can actually wear and be able to move in. I get up, go to the door and open it. There's something moving around at the end of the hall. The hallway is surprisingly not that bright, so now it's kinda creepy. I look around, nothing. But there's still something at the end of the hallway. It's definitely not a person. I walk down the hall. The floor is cold, the object stops moving. I stop two feet away from it, it's a toy car. Why is there a toy car here? Another one comes racing down past it which makes me jump. There's a beep and I take deep breaths still it stops. I watch one of the cars run into the wall. There's giggles. I look around the corner to see two laughing children. They stop laughing when they see me. " Please don't tell!" The girl pleads. " We'll get in trouble, we just wanted to see who was up here. That's all." The boy explains. " I won't tell don't worry, I just heard noise that's all." I say. " So your not going to tell?" The girl asks. I shake me head. " Thanks." The boy says. " I'm Margret and this is Kholman, why are you up here all by yourself?" The girl asks. " I don't really know." I reply. We start walking towards they're toy cars which are by my room. " Someone told us that there was a famous person up here." Kholman says. " I'm not famous." I say. " Yes you are. Your Justin Bieber's girlfriend." Margret corrects me," You had all the people from One Direction here too." " I'm not famous." I say. " Why are you here?" Kholman asks. " I did something I shouldn't have." I say. " We're not nine." Margret says. " If your not nine your.." I begin. " We're thirteen." Kholman says. " Did you over dose on drugs?" Margret asks. I laugh," No I did something else that's somewhat as bad." " Why are you here?" I ask. " We both have tumors. Their so minor though." Margret says. " Oh, I'm sorry." I say. " Don't be, their being removed next week." Kholman says. " That's good." I say. " Don't you get lonely up here?" Margret asks. " I don't really think about it." I answer her question.
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