It Started With My Past

Jess Is-OUT-OF-THIS-WORLD-fun loving girl, nothing can bother her, literally nothing!

She meets new friends, but in a strange way and They try to help her but Fate wants to take It's Own Course.

Will she fall in love, will there be heart break, will there be DRAMA,-Possibly.
Will there be humour- OF COURSE


2. What?

My Name is Jessica. Jessica O'Connell. My friends call me Jess, or Jessi, or sometimes Jess Jess. My name was Jessica Horan but after my brother, Niall , left me to go join a band I changed it. O'Connel means as stron as a wolf in Irish(our heritage but I ost my accent from living in London). He was everything I had because we were orphans,and now he is gone. Since then, I haven't really been "sane".                                                                                        


"Heyy guys Im going shopping for something to wear tomorrow at the party." Lindsay Lou Lou and Clara have dates tonight. I hated shopping alone

"I thought you already had something picked out?" Lindsay asked.

"Yea I did but Roo tore it up.", Roo was my dog.

"kk be safe, don't get kidnapped by a leperchaun!" she shouts. She was only kidding but she got me worried.


I was done shopping an had a Absotivly ( absolutley+positivly) adorable out fit for the party tomorrow night. I was walking home and I got a cloth to my face and someone trying to shush me. "shhhhh, it's ok, I wont hurt you. It's only for the better."

I was getting sleepy, looks like the cloth had so type of chemical, I can't remember the name, eye lids getting heavy, slowly getting darker.....


I woke up and I had no idea where I was. My friends and I have this whistle, like a rape whistle, but we whistle it ourselves. 1 means I'm lost, 2 means I'm being attacked, 3 means I've been kiddnapped come help me, 4 means...WAIT THATS THE ONE!  I whistled 3 times, which by the way is so high I break glass when I whistle. I was tied to a chair using thin rope. No tight enough and not thick enough to hold me here. I started gnawing my way through the rope, MMMM TASTEY, it tastes like...grapes. Or was that after taste from the grape juice I was drinking when i got kidnapped, I don't know and I don't care. I WAS FREE! I walked out of the room like nothing happened and everyone looked at me like"HOW THE HELL DID SHE BREAK FREE?"

"Just sayin peoplez, your not very good at tying a rope." I gave an innocent smile and sat down beside one of them. He had Curly hair so until I get his name,I shall call him Curly fry.

"What do we have planned for today?" I asked.

they all looked at me like I was nuts, as if they were about to ask,"why didnt you run away, we kidnapped you?" but i don't care.

"uhh, we were just disscussing that whe you were tied up, in there, where you should be." The one with a big quiff said. he had jet black hair and very steep hair. i'll call ou Ski Jump XD i hope they like their nicknames.



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