I don't know why, but something seems wrong. What is with his frown?Did he not recognize me?Should I talk to him again?For a moment that is all, I could think of unless full suited officials started pouring into the hall. I rushed into my seat. Two girls and two boys were already sitting at my table. They seemed nice and I wanted to say hi but things never go in my way ever since I set my foot on this ground.For your curiosity, I'm a girl of 16 years who had to come to a so-called youth camp named 'ATLANTIS'.My parents wanted to send me here for a reason the only god knows. After doing all those strikings and arguments I finally end up sitting in this fancy hall filled with a bunch of unknown, weird teenagers.I was relieved to see him, Zayn Redfield, my childhood best friend among these unknown people. I haven't seen him for the last ten years but still, I could recognize him from afar. Unfortunately, a few minutes earlier when I met him, I kne
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