Spring+Valley,+Anne

I knew that moving to Spring Valley wasn't a good idea.

A few weeks ago my parents decided to move to Spring Valley, a new living section. It was even even higher classed than the Diamond Section we used to live in, which used to be ranked the best living section on the entire planet, until they finished building Spring Valley last year.

I don’t want to brag or anything, but my family’s pretty high class. We are the Elites. Dad is the world’s biggest movie star, Bobby Blane. Mom is the world’s number one singer, Malane Lamane. My parents expect me to be some kind of world famous celebrity. In fact, that’s one of the main reasons my parents decided to move us to Spring Valley.

“Baby, you will have so much fun! You can practice singing with Rosalie Mo’s daughter! You guys can be new best friends!” my mom said, as she put a hand on my shoulder. I groaned. I hated it when she called me baby. I was almost fifteen!

“I know you will miss Demi, but you will find way better friends in Spring Valley!”

“It’s Debby, mom, not Demi, and I don’t need new friends.” I turned my head and looked out of the window. I tried to memorize the beautiful Diamond Section, but the Light Train was so fast that all I could see were strips of white flashing by. According to the TV commercials and posters, all the houses of Spring Valley were yellow, so I would probably never see white houses again.

When we finally arrived in our new home I ran upstairs to my new room, which was painted yellow. The whole house was painted yellow, actually. I threw my bags into my room and sunk into my bed. I hadn't slept in a proper bed for two days.

“Honey,” mom poked her head into my room, “don’t you want to go out there and make some new friends? C’mon, you will love this place.”

I moaned and slowly dragged myself downstairs. I really didn’t want to go outdoors, but I knew it was better not to argue with mom. I wasn’t in the mood to visit anyone, though. I wondered what would Debby be doing now. Probably playing baseball.

“Hey,” a voice cut me back to reality, “you’re the girl the just moved here right?” I looked up and saw a boy sitting in his backyard. He had blonde hair and brown eyes. For some reason I felt like I’d seen him somewhere. He looked really familiar.

“Uh, yes.” I answered quietly.

“Hi.” The boy got up and walked towards me, “I’m Jason Jones.” //Oh right!// He was a popular teen actor. I had seen him on TV a bunch of times.

“I’m Melly Blane. Nice to meet you…”

I was very socially awkward for some reason. I shouldn’t be, since my parents are world famous celebrities.

“Oh yeah, you are Bobby Blane’s daughter. What a pleasure to meet you in person.” Jason smiled at me, all friendly. We talked for a while.

Then, I noticed that far away, I saw some mist coming toward us.

<span style="color: #200df5; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“What’s that?” I said, as I pointed at the mystery mist.

<span style="color: #200df5; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“The kidnapping,” Jason’s dancing sunny eyes darkened, “it’s happening again.”

<span style="color: #200df5; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“What? A Kidnapping?”

<span style="color: #200df5; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“I’ll tell you later! We have to run!” Jason grabbed my wrist and started to sprint. We stopped when we couldn't smell or see the strange mist anymore. I bent down to catch my breath and put my hands on my knees. Eventually I stopped panting. I looked around and realized we were in a cabin in the middle of a forest.

<span style="color: #200df5; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“What’s happening?” I asked, after he locked the heavy door of the cabin basement.

<span style="color: #200df5; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“The first kidnapping happened a few months ago when a lot of celebrities moved here. At the beginning, a strange mist appeared and everyone fainted. Then people started to disappear.”

<span style="color: #200df5; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“What? People will disappear? I must go find my parents!” I started to walk back.

<span style="color: #200df5; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“No you can’t,” Jason grabbed my arm, “//it// will take you! I’m sure //it// will-” Suddenly Jason started to gag.

<span style="color: #200df5; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“Jason! Jason!” I shouted, and then I started screaming. He had collapsed to the ground. I could feel that I was surrounded by the mystery mist. The air around me started to turn cold.

<span style="color: #200df5; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">I started to run again. //I can’t die here//. I sprinted as fast as my legs could carry me. I ran up the hills. I thought about stopping, but I just ran harder. The mist was spreading way too quickly. I could smell the strong, slightly fragrant scent around me. My vision started to blur and my eyes started to water.