He couldn't really be it, could he?
She saw the boy, weird that she didn't notice him before but hey,, it was a big party.
Their eyes locked before he got away in the police car.
It was him.
Marcus her best friend who moved away 3 years ago. Was there in the police car, a police car? Since when was he the bad boy?
She decided that it was an imagination and she just needed some sleep. She asked her older brother Adam to drive her home.
When they arrived, she quickly got out of the car and ran to her room. She didn't want to talk, she just wanted to be alone and go to sleep.
She tried to fall asleep, but she couldn't stop thinking about today, about him
''It was just an imagination, now go to sleep Bree!'' she whispered that to herself but it didn't work.
After a while, she finally fell asleep.
''Bree wake-up!'' her brother Chase was standing next to her bed. ''I have to tell you something'' She sat straight up in her bed ''What's up?'' He sat down on her bed and said ''Please don't freak out but, Marcus is back'' So it wasn't a hallucination? Her best friend was back.
She was happy but also not happy, she felt kinda weird. ''Where does he live?'' Her brother answered '' a couple blocks will see him at school'' School of course!, she was happy that it was sunday, so she could prepare herself. ''Thanks for telling me'' she gave her brother a hug ''No problem sis'' He smiled and walked out of her room. She ran to her closet, she had to pick an outfit for tomorrow since sunday was her Pyjama day. She picked a cute tanktop, with pink jeans. And her black Doc Martens.
Tomorrow was going to be a big day.