| Chapter Three The minute Hannah work up, she looked around at where she was and saw all five of them staring at her, faces ashen. "Why am I here?" she asked. Hannah saw their faces once more and then added, "What's wrong?" "Who are you," Scott said cooly, "and what are you doing here." "Funny, I was just wondering the same thing," she said. "I do know who I am. I am Hannah Traft, 16 years old, from Florida, but I have no idea where this is, what i am doing here, and why you guys are still here." "How do you know so much about us?" Ritchie asked quietly. Hannah shruged. "Your my favorite music group? Just because I live in the US doesn't mean I don't know about you. By the way, what are you doing in the US anyways? Aren't you supposed to be recording your third album?" "What?!?!" they all cried. "I think maybe we should have checked her into the asylum instead of the hospital," J muttered to them. "Yeah, for being crazy and a stalker," added Abs.Scott was the only one who wasn't fazed by what she said. "You think we're in the US? Sorry hon, but we're in England." "I'm in England?" gasped Hannah. What was going on? She knew this wasn't a dream for certain anymore. Was the whole world playing a trick on her? It seemed it was highly unlikely. Five looked totally confused and pitiful towards her. "Yes, you are in England," Scott repeated walking up to her as she lay in bed, touching her head. "Are you sure you're okay?" Maybe you hit your head harder than we thought." She shoved him away. This was getting ridiculoud. She just wanted to go home! But then she realized, this was her escape. It all started to come back. Home. She hated home. Her only escape there was Five's music. And here she was...right in front of Five...telling and thinking that she wanted to go home?! Was she crazy??! But where they even crazier?? HOW IN THE HECK DO THEY NOT KNOW THEY'RE FIVE?? "Oh my gosh," she whispered to herself just realizing the possibility that popped into her head."What year is this?" she asked them outloud. "1997," they all repeated in unison. "Oh no! How can that be???" Hannah yelped. "It's 2001!" Chapter Four... |