"And, who are you?" I ask.

"I'm Niall." One says. He has dirty-blonde hair and brown eyes. Right now his hairs in a mow-hawk kind of hair style. He's wearing a baggy white tee-shirt with a black jacket over it. To complete the outfit he wears some grey high-tail shoes and some black jeans. The look of a rebel.

"Hey Niall." I say.

"Don't forget me, guys! My names Harry." He's wearing a hoodie that says, Don't run, walk. Sit if you have to, be lazy. Now that's something I can agree with. He's also wearing some black roots pants. And he's also wearing Adidas runners.

"Sure Harry, I'm the one your all forgetting about." The last one says. He has short, dark brown hair, and hazel eyes. He's wearing a green coat and some grey track pants, like me. "I'm Louis."

"Hey guys, I'm Alicia....and this is Jubilee." Alicia says.

"Well, hi. I was just wondering if you wanted to be allies, since, you know, we have to have at least four allies." Harry says.

"Sure....why not?" I say.

That was easy....too easy....

We talk for a bit about what our strategy is going to be. Apparently it's best to be sneaky. Don't let yourself be seen. I don't know why though. But for once I agree with that plan, Niall's plan.

An old man walk stands on a nearby bench. "Let the 55th season of 50 days begin..." He says.

"Finally!" I whisper.

"But....before we can actually begin, does everyone have there allies?" He asks. "If so, get in your groups. And space out from each other about 2 meters."

Everyone does as there told. And when it's done there are about seven groups. The biggest one has eleven people.

"Good, good. Now please pick a name for your group." He says.

The group with eleven people, there's groups name is The Dark Angels.

The next group has eight people and they're called The Road Trip Eight.

Another group....let me see....I think they're names The Wrestles Royals. And they also have eight people in they're group.

The fourth group is called Lost Souls. They have a total of seven people.

The fifth group, they have six people. They're name is The Shadow Clan.

The last group, (not including my group), has the same amount of people in it....five, and they're group name is. The Rebellious Police.

And our group, it has five people, and guess what it's called? It's called The armoured terrorists.

"Alright, so you know what to do, mark your territory, have at least four allies." The old man says.

Everyone seems confused! Probably because they don't know the real rules! But guess what, we do.

"Five." I can't wait!

"Four." Hurry up.

"Three." Where are we going to go?

"Two." Maybe this wasn't a good idea.

"One." This was a bad idea. Maybe I can leave now...

"Let the 55th season of 50 days, begin!" I guess there's no turning back now...

And with that, we run off.

Sorry for the suspense guys. I just like cliff-hangers, you know? Also, if you really like this book! Please share it! But if you don't want to, votes and comments are always appreciated.