Rosie's POV
I woke up and turned on my side, facing the large window. My brown hair was scattered everywhere on my pillow, and was slightly knotted. I rubbed my eyes once, waking myself up, than threw the covers off of me. I stretched my arms and legs before hopping out of bed with a surge of power rushing through me.

I walked to the window and stared out for a second, taking in the beauty of the view we have. I glanced down at the bottom of the complex, and watched the people scurry in different directions.

One in particular caught my eye. A head of blonde hair stood by an alleyway, smoking a cigarette. He took out a huge black camera, and held it up. I took a double and triple look at him. It was almost as if..he was! The camera was pointing straight in my direction. I stood there, shocked as he noticed me, and walked off, people making sure to get out of his way.

I regained myself, and quickly shut the curtains. I shook my head. I was dreaming right? Yes, I was. No way that was real. I've only been here for one night. It's not possible. He was probably watching someone else.

I walked into the kitchen, fully awake. I heard pots clanking, and a loud thud. I jumped at the sudden, loud noise.

"You okay?" El asked worried.

"Yes I'm fine" I assured her. I was not going to let that ruin my time here with my best friend.

I looked up and saw El with her hair in a high ponytail, and short pajamas on. Wait..are those mine? I chuckled at the thought of El magically having my pajamas in her closet. I'm really out of it today.

My hair fell in my face again, so I pulled it up into a bun. I closed my eyes and smelled the wonderful scent of breakfast El was conjuring.

"Yes, these are yours" she said giggling. "You like?" She said twirling.

"How'd you get them..." I asked trailing my sentence off.

"I took all of your bags out today and unpacked for you. I thought you might want to go sight seeing or something" she said and shrugged.

My smiled was relevant and my squealing didn't help either. "Thanks El! You're the best!" I squealed, whilst hugging her.

"Ok, K! I have to breath you know!" She replied, pretending to gasp for air. I giggled and let go.

"What's the plan for today?" I asked whilst sitting down at the breakfast bar. My mind wandered off to the beauty London had here. Its so different form California. I'm loving it already.

"Umm we can do a little shopping than, hang out here cause I have work tomorrow" She said flipping eggs in a pan. Of course, knowing Eleanor, she started to ramble on excitedly about what boutiques to go too. Without her realizing, she over flipped the eggs, and they scattered throughout the stove.

"El!" I squealed helping her clean up the mess. She sighed and went to get more eggs out of the fridge.

As soon as I knew it, we were heading out, and driving to the closest shop.

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"Rosie?" El yelled through the apartment.

I was sitting in my bed, relaxing and thinking. The beautiful purple and mint green ceiling had just the right patterns and texture.

"Yes?" I replied.

"Do you mind running to the deli down the street and picking up cheese?" She asked whilst cooking dinner. El is a great cook, and I can tell I'll either be fat in a week, or I'll have to watch my servings. As usual, it smelled glorious.

"Sure!" I said back to her and slipping on my comfy boots. I smiled thinking about how it's already feeling like home. El introduced me to all the local stores within walking distance.

"Bye!" I said happily grabbing my new key we had made today. It was printed with purple hearts scattered around on it with a bright white background.

I silently walked down the hall, and decided to take the stairs, to familiarize myself with the structure of the complex.

On the second flight down, my mind was already wondering off to this morning. Why was he holding that camera? And pointing it up towards me? I can't be me, it can't. Maybe he was taking a picture of the building?

I heard a loud thud, that interrupted me from my thoughts, and looked behind me. Nothing. I looked ahead, than down at my feet, and started to walk downstairs again. Another loud thud occurred, and I started to jog down the tiny steps.

I reached the bottom of the large staircase, and noticed something shining on the floor. A broken peace of glass, probably from a beer bottle. It reeked of alcohol and weed. I bent down, and inspected the note attached.

Your new here. I can tell. No matter how much you run, I will find you. ;)

I ran out and walked down the narrow sidewalk. The note startled me. My mind instantly thought of the person with the camera this morning. Who was this?
I shook away the thoughts, and started to think about something else, anything else other than that stupid note: the 'gang'. What did she mean stay away from them? How are they dangerous? And Most importantly: why are they so terrifying to people?!
All of these thoughts ran through my head as I headed across the street. A small object flew in front of me. I bent down and examined it. It was a freshly lit, but now a Bud. A cigarette bud.

Rushing to leave are we, love? Trust me, you won't get to far. Your ours :)

The note attached read. I glanced over both of my shoulders, before picking up my pace and placing the the note in my pocket. Another object flew in front of me. I quickly looked down, not bothering to pick it up. Another cigarette bud, but lite still. I started to run, I turned the closest corner, and circled back to El's apartment.

Footsteps lightly pounded the sidewalk behind me. I picked up my speed and saw the dim lights of apartment windows ahead. Nervousness swept over my body. Who was doing this? Why were they doing this?

I ran straight to the large doors. Before I knew it the entrance was right in front of me and the footsteps were becoming distant. I ran smack dab into into another person. I tumbled to the ground, afraid to look up. The person stumbled but didn't fall, with my impact, wouldn't they fall? I timidly looked up. Relief washed over me as I saw El clinging onto someone, and trying regain her balance.

"You okay? I was just getting the mail" she asked taking my arm in hers.

I nodded, scared to death right now. Who the heck would want me? And why? El grabbed her mail, and we walked up to the apartment

As we were walking the words kept flashing through my head:

'Your Ours'

Notes

Hey guys!



I'm really bored right now, so I decided: 'why not ask some questions?' You ready? Ok! :

Who do you think is the person taking the pictures?
Who was in the staircase with Rosie?
Do you think Rosie will do something?

Anyways...Let me know what you think and thanks for reading!! Lots of love!