"You're coming with me."
A hand had fallen gently on Rose's shoulder. She glanced over it to see James smiling down at her. Rose had not felt alarmed at all since she had guessed by the gentleness that it was a friend and not a foe. He was feeling all better already? Maybe he felt bad about freaking out and was going to surprise her to make up for it. Poor thing had nothing to feel guilty about. "James, you don' have to worry it's oka-"She began as he led her. She broke off mid-sentence when she noticed the empty dorm room. This was odd. Her stomach churned and a bad feeling formed in her gut. As he shut the door and looked at her, he pointed a gun at her.
Rosaline had thought her heart had stopped beating. She had never been in a situation like this. This wasn't a joke and that was a real gun. It was just one of those things everyone thought would never happen to them. It was only the material for movies and sad stories on the news. She swallowed a lump in her throat as the little illusion of James melted away to reveal a different boy. She barely recognized him. He lit off a spark in the back of her memory but it took her a few moments to realize this was one of the boys James had warned her about.
"One wrong move and you're dead, Rose."
Rosaline had heard the line in movies but she was never too clear on what was considered a wrong move so she decided to stay still. This guy clearly had the ability to mess with her mind and the gun was the last thing she had to worry about. She could get through this. She just needed to take him by surprise before he played more mind tricks. Adrenaline was pounding through her body at what felt like the speed of light. She could capture him in a forcefield and run but she wasn't too sure if that would really limit his abilities. It dawned on her she might actually have to hurt him. Funny how someone could be training to defend themselves and use supernatural abilities for all these years and then have no idea what to do in a dangerous situation.
She finally decided on trying to figure out his motives whilst stalling him at the same time. He needed to be be more distracted since Rose had no idea what else he could do. Perhaps he didn't have anything all that offensive since he was using a gun as offense.
"Uh hey there buddy. I'm Rose, I'm fifteen and I really like cinnamon. What's your name?"
Her nervous voice reached her ears and for a moment she wanted him to shoot the gun and put her out of the misery that was her embarrassment. She was such a moron.
It wasn't hard at all to locate Shay. She was pigging out on pizza just as he thought she would be. He liked a girl with little appetite for food. He decided that was one of the first things he'd change about her to make sure she always looked best for him. The music was blasting in his ears yet he head none of it. He tuned it out as if it was just as easy as clicking an off switch. His gaze was set on her. The mighty lion had his sights on his prey now. She had no where to run.
He swiftly moved through the crowd and behind her, looking over her shoulder at her with a charming smile. He had snuck up on her like a quiet fox smoothly moving through the trees. "Hello beautiful"He breathed in her ear lowly, moving his hands down her sides slowly and seductively. "Let's go somewhere a little more private, hmm?"He gripped her arms and began moving her none-too-gently out of the dorm. He moved her down the hall and slammed her against it. He moved his grip higher onto her wrists and pressed her to the wall, kissing her neck, "You better go along if you value your loverboy's life." He hissed in her ear, "I came here for some fun and I. am. not. leaving. without. it."