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    Shut it Down – (Chapter: Breakfast Time)

    Spencer sighed in relief and gave Madison a genuine smile. “Thanks Maddi. You had me worried for a second.”

    Madison laughed. “I picked the dress out for myself. It just turned out I couldn’t fit it.” Spencer bit her tongue before she could comment on the size of Madison’s butt. “You should be a little worried though.”

    Spencer’s smile was immediately replaced with a frown. “Why?”

    Madison shrugged. “That t-shirt didn’t have a tag on it. Meaning it isn’t new.” Spencer rolled her eyes, choosing not to comment. Madison only laughed again. “But since you’re not wearing a dress, how about some heels with those jeans?”

    Spencer was becoming annoyed. What was this? A fashion show? They were being held against their will for crying out loud. She wished Madison would get with the program.

    “I think I’ll go with flip-flops.”

    Ten minutes later, the girls were leaving their room for the first time. They were surprised that the door was unlocked, not that it was locked before, but it seemed strange to have the door unlocked for their use. As they closed the door behind them, they were faced with a new dilemma.

    “Spence, we don’t know where the kitchen is.” Madison glanced down the hallway nervously.

    Spencer thought as quickly as she could. “Well kitchens are usually downstairs. Maybe we should try downstairs.”

    Madison was on Spencer’s feet as they made their way down a long, winding staircase. Though Madison looked around in wonder, Spencer didn’t blink an eye and only continued to search for the kitchen. From the room they’d been kept in, she’d already guessed that they were in a pretty large house. The aroma of food wading throughout the house helped them find the kitchen with ease.

    “Hello girls.”

    They heard the voice before they saw who it came from. As they rounded the kitchen doorway, they were met with a small figure bent over the stove. The elderly woman glanced up and shot them a friendly smile.

    “How did you sleep last night?”

    Spencer and Madison glanced at each other in confusion. Who was she? Though under weird circumstances, Spencer always remembered her manners.

    “We slept fine thank you.” She replied politely.

    The woman gave a satisfied nod. “When the girls told me they were having guests, I just knew I had to make a big breakfast for everyone.”

    Comments

    1. If I were Madison I would get my head out of my not so self important ass. If she had lied to Spencer about the real reason they were going out her friend would not be in this life threating situation.

    2. I like this story so much that i’m leaving a comment on this site too. Excellent chapter and I agree with smthnglkike2do I think Madison is hiding something maybe she set Spencer up to be sold into a slave market or something like that. PMS!

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