"Well, then you would know how to get in, and considering we don't know you, that wouldn't be very smart would it? " The girl said, as the other one put a cinder block away.
" Well, we technically we can't let you leave, now that you found our hide out. " The girl said, taking a butterfly from her hair. " N-nothing personal!" There other girl said, before the butterfly lands on your face and causes you to pass out.
" Because that's what everyone does. Everyone call child protection services when they find out two fifteen year old girls are living alone in a treehouse in the middle of the woods. "
" I don't know what your doing, but it's not going to work. I'm sick of adults coming and then reporting us to CPS. Because then we have to go back to our dad's, and then wait a whole more month just to get out again. " She says, crossing her arms.
YOUR WAKING IN THE WOODS AND STUMBLE UPON A TREEHOUSE. IT LOOKS LIKE IT HAS ONE MAIN ROOM, AND TWO CONNECTED ROOMS. YOU HERE A GIRL SHOUT, " INTRUDER!" AND BUCKET OF WATER GETS DUMPED ON YOUR HEAD. TWO GIRLS PEEING THEIR HEAD OUT OF THE WINDOW. THE ONE WHO DUMPED WATER ON YOU; ONE GIRL HAS A CINDER BLOCK IN HER HANDS. " S-STATE Y-YOUR B-BUSNESS HERE O-OR ELSE!" SHE SAYS, WE THE OTHER GIRL, THE ONE WHO SHOUTED AND DUMPED WATER ON YOU, NODS. THE ONE WITH THE CINDER BLOCK