Kidnapping the tease (Open PM plz)

(OOC: dont know how many people i want in this... maybe 2 guys and up to 3 females. But anything below that works.)

So, today was the 3rd week of watching her. Greg sat at his desk in his library looking over his information. Most of the information were pictures, and little notes that he made.

Greg has always been thorough with his side project. His side project was taking the "teases" and the "fakers" that got people to do their bidding by inferring that they would make their dreams come true.

His target this time was Kayla, and she just turned 18. still in school. The place where Greg usually found his victims. They were in their prime and wanted to see how far they can go before someone tells them to 'fuck off'. They were young and succulent, and prime for the picking. They needed to get a reality check and move on from being so... snobbish.

Greg had followed Kayla for the past few weeks, on the bus, from the school to the bus, and home. When she went to the bar to get 21 and older guys to buy for her and to have the hopes of getting with her. But each one was denied and sent home alone, while she was drunk and stumbles home.

After a few weeks of devoting his life to her's he was ready to teach her right from wrong. It was Friday night, and like clockwork she took the bus to a local bar, and sat with 2 of her friends, they didn't buy anything knowing that a few mere minutes the guys would buy them something.

And once again a waiter walked up to them bringing drinks saying "from the gentlemen from the bar". the ladies all smiled and lifted their cups. They drank slowly.

The night drove on and then midnight arrived they got a total of 27 drinks, so they were pretty smashed. and they stumbled out the door onto the bus. Greg walked onto the bus after them, having drank only water the night.

He walked up to the bus driver and smiled and said "I am with them". The bus driver smiled that was his sign. The bus driver started going and went on the bus route. Making odd turns that the girls barely noticed. almost passing out while en route.

The bus driver stopped and looked in his mirror and nodded, "This is your stop". 2 girls walked up and started walking out the door looking around to find their bearings. leaving Kayla in the bus to get to their stop. The bus moved on. The last think Kayla remembers is passing out on the bus thinking "shit i drank too much".

When she woke up she was in a bathroom, she was unbounded and wasn't blindfolded. Her head was over the toilet her hair in a pony tail. There was a glass of water and 2 pills for her hangover.

The bathroom was connected to a bedroom and that is it. everything was locked on her outer side.

New to this...

Kayla felt something rise in her throat as she woke- vomit. it splashed on the inner sides of the toilet bowl as she rid herself of last night's toxic cocktail. She looked down at her black sequined dress and checked to see how much of a mess she was.
"Not too bad," she thought but as she tried to stand up, a sharp pain hit the backs of her eyes. She grasped the sides of her head as she tried to overcome the aching and looked around her for something to quench her dehydrated throat.

As she did, she saw that she was not at home, nor was she at her friends' houses. A glass of water sat gleaming beside her but she dared not trust it. She pulled herself up and tipped the water into the sink then rinsed the glass thoroughly and refilled it. She tipped the glass back and sighed when the last drop hit the back of her throat. She was thirsty, but also confused. Where was she? Her long brown hair had not stayed straight from last night but somebody had tied it into a ponytail. Who had it been?

Kayla began to pace the bathroom and, realising that the french doors at one end opened, she cautiously opened them to find an empty bedroom. She fell heavily onto the edge of the bed and spotted another set of french doors to her right. Kayla contemlated attempting to open them but she did not want to be dissappointed if they were locked. She realised that she would be more scared if she KNEW she was locked in these rooms.

"Maybe i finally did go home with one of them," she mumbled to herself. She had always wanted to but she was scared. She enjoyed the flirting, the free drinks and the attention but she had never had the courage to do more. Maybe this time she had.

Kayla looked up sharply as a shadow caught her eye. Someone was opening the glass doors and she sat there like an ice statue, shaking in fear.










( OOC:
I'm sorry if i am ruining the system... I just wanted to try this out and I don't know what I'm doing... please help me get started because when i do get started writing, I am sure it will be worth it... The storyline sounds interesting and I would like to help it progress...)