"Everybody takes your seats" the female announcer starts "the ceremony is about to begin"

We all sit in alphabetical order. All are scattered across the rows. Everybody's families are behind the graduates.

Laura brought along her parents and grandparents. Willow and Ely brought along what seemed to be a whole football team of people. Tommy had his parents, and Kyle had his sister and parents.

Who did Thomas and I have? Hank. Just Hank, who is a teacher thus had to attend the graduation anyway.

I listen to the valedictorian's speech - her name is Jenna Campbell. She spoke about the future and how great her experience was. She talked about how although this chapter is over, the next one will be even more amazing. She ended by thanking her parents and the entire teaching staff.

I watch as the announcer than begins calling up the graduates. One by one, they shake the principal's hand and accept their high school diploma.

I furrowed my brows then sigh. They all get their names called out. What do I get? An alias. Thirteen years of schooling to have someone else's name read out.

"It's just a name" Thomas reassures.

He knows exactly what's on my mind. That's how close Thomas and I have grown. We basically share a psychic connection, where we almost always know what the other is thinking.

I shake my head "No it's not"

"Tracy Elbert" the announcer calls.

I guess I'm next, or should I say Emma Fitzgerald is next.

"Isla Mills" Thomas whispers as the announcer calls "Emma Fitzgerald"

I half smile and nod at Thomas as I stand up. He really is the best friend I could ever ask for.

Slowly, I walk up the steps, shake the principal's hand, take my diploma, and stand with my classmates. I watch as all my friend join me on stage as we smile at our friends and family.

"Please put your hands together for the class of 2018," the announcer says into the mic as we all throw our caps in the air.

After a few moments, we walk off stage to meet our family.

"Kyle" Willow points across the crowd to Kyle's mum, stepdad, and sister "look" another man stood beside them, he looks similar to Kyle.

He must be Kyle's estranged dad. The FBI New York field office. This has to be weird for Kyle. I mean I guess it's nice for him to even show up to his graduation.

I then notice that Hank is nowhere in sight. I grip Thomas's hand as the rest of our friends walk towards their family.

I begin to panic. We haven't seen Hank in hours, despite the fact that he was supposed to be in the front row with the other teachers. To make matters worse, Kyle's dad's here. He could be dirty too.

"Thomas" I whisper while my eyes search through the crowd of people, "somethings not right"

Kyle's dad glares at us from the distance before pulling his lips into a mischievous smile. He looks so damn familiar.

"Agreed" Thomas nods.

"Where's Hank?" I cry as walking through the car park quickly.

"I don't know" he shakes his head.

I knew something was wrong with this location. I knew Jonathan was dirty. We need to find Hank, he could be in danger.

"Thomas!" I scream.

"I don't know Isla!" He sighs.

We find ourselves now walking down a street. I pull out my cell phone to call Hank. I dial his number, but it doesn't even ring.

"It's not working!"

"What do you mean it's not working?" He furrows his brows.

I try again, but nothing happens. It's like my phone no longer allows me to make phone calls. I quickly Google something random to find that I have no data.

"As in it won't let me make phone calls" I explain "No internet either"

He pulls out his cell "mine too"

I begin to panic "has he found us?"

What am I saying? Of course he has. What other explanation is there?

"Don't think like that Isla" Thomas begs.

"How should I think?" I scream.

"Fuck! I told dad to call Johnathan to get us all relocated"

"Why would you call Johnathan! He's dirty!" I scream.

I already knew about the phone call, it was a stupid idea to call Johnathan though. He's dirty.

"We don't know that" he shakes his head.

"Yes, we do!" I exclaim "If you asked to relocate us all then he'll ask questions"

Suddenly we spot Johnathan in the distance.

"Johnathan" Thomas quickly walks towards him.

I stop in my tracks. Why is Johnathan here? He never ever ever makes house calls. Except for that one time. Something's not right. I feel like screaming out to Thomas but my body is filled with fear.

"Isla!" Thomas screams, now looking behind me.

Suddenly I feel myself being lifted over a shoulder. I look down to see a man that I do not recognize.

"What...." I gasp "Let go of me!"

"Let go of her" Thomas orders as attempting to run towards me, but Johnathan holds him back.

this is it. They're going to murder me. If I get into their car they will kill me.

"Let go of me!" I kick and scream as being thrown at the back of the car. "Thomas!" I call him.

The car doors slam shut and lock. I begin slamming my palms against the windows violently with tears streaming down my cheeks. The door won't open and the windows are too thick to shatter.

"Isla!" He screams as the car drives away.

Johnathan lets Thomas go, allowing him to run after the car.

"Thomas!" I punch the window and attempt to open the door again.

A divider separated the driver and me. The windows were tinted so no one would be able to see me.

I scream as loud as I can, punching the window.