I threw myself onto the leather couch on the hotel, and yelled "Shaddap! You fool! Lindsey would SO win" Rithik...silly silly boy...he thought Hillary Duff could beat Lindsey Lohan in a slap fight.
Then, I felt someone standing over me. I looked up, and dropped my phone. A tracker. He looked down at me, and marked me. He yelled something like "You have been chosen my Nyx!"
I looked at him and all I could say was "Can I at least..."
Before I could finish my sentence, he snapped "You must report to the nearest House of Night immediately!" before storming away.
Great. I can't even go home. I'm stuck. In Australia. Yay.