Bourne sat in his room waiting for his mother to call him. Ever since his father passed away his mother has been overprotective lately. He sighed kicking his heels right by the bed as he looked out the window. Ms. Anahita never gave her son a chance to make friends - he was homeschooled which was why she would lock Bourne in his room.
Bourne groaned as he got up from his bed and ran to the bathroom, he lifted the lid and threw up in the toilet. Bourne threw up 6 times and his side was hurting as he was heaving and threw up the last time. When he was finished he notice blood swirling around the chunk of throw-up. He hasn't eaten for three weeks because he couldn't keep his food down. Bourne got up and went to the mirror and examined himself. He was sweating while his white black hair damped over his face, he notice he had dark circles around his eyes as he was breathing slowly breathing skipping every heartbeat. Bourne picked his shirt up and saw his rib cage showing out of his side seeing it. He put his shirt back down and sighs Bourne knows soon his time is up - he was sick. He got out of the bathroom and notice a letter on a pillow. The young Prince picked it up, tore it open, and read.
Dear Prince Bourne,
This letter you read will change your life, you and a few kids are invited on a dangerous journey to see things you've never seen before. Are you tired of being left out - tired of someone judging you - tired of not having an adventure and tired of hiding? Then come to the Gounge and wait and see.
Yours truly, unknown.
Bourne read it seeing it as a sign - a sign for him to make friends. Bourne threw the letter on the bed as he changed out of his clothes and wore just a sweatshirt and black jeans. He went back to the bathroom and brushed his teeth and hair and cleaned his face. When he exited the bathroom he suddenly became even paler as he notices his mother standing by the door. Ms. Anahita was a pretty woman with pale blue-white skin, her...