She laid her head back and listened to the radio trying to ignore the sinking feeling in her stomach that was slowly making it's way up. She opened her eyes and looked ahead, outside the car windshield. Her mom had slowly, very carefully made a brake at the intersection due to the red light. Cammie got bored of staring out front, and her eyes burned from the bright yellow sunlight that was being harshly shone on her face, so she turned her attention to her right where she had seen a movement just moments ago. She saw a woman in her, what she assumed, mid-twenties. She was wearing a a plain, pale-ish hot pink shirt and her hair was up in a messy, tangled pony. She was moving forward and backwards, moving strangely to the beat of her car radio until she felt a stare and turned to see cammie. Cammie hadn't reacted the way mystery woman thought she would, she raised an eyebrow and smiled at he stranger and mystery woman came over her shock and smiled back. They just stared at eachother, smiling. They're eye contact was broken by cammies mom making a sudden complaint about how long the light was taking to turn green and how she thought it might be broken. Cammie didn't notice the time, they had been there for 13 minutes, though it had only felt like 13 seconds. She looked back at mystery woman who had been inspecting cammie while she was looking at her mother. Cammie noticed a quick movement behind the woman's car. Her eyes widened and she pointed to the man holding a gun, she tried to yell to warn the woman, but was too late. He had taken out the gun and made a clean shot through her,the bullet leaving her heart and hitting the side of our car. People were trying to escape the scene, leaving their cars behind and running away to safety, but not cammie. Cammie was running to the woman. Surprisingly she was still alive and she smiled at cammie. "I-I-My name is Jessica *cough cough* Reynolds. I'm 24, my favorite color is blue *terrible coughing and hacking* I love sk-skiing, my mom made me take ballet and I fell in love with i- *cough* it and I was having a cr-crazy day until you smiled at me. And I-you need to know you made my day." she said all too fast while coughing and spurring out blood, but cammie remembered every single word the woman said. She held her hand and got ready to reply, but she was too late, her head rolled to the side and her eyes open, staring blankly ahead. "I'm Cammie." she knew the woman couldn't hear her, but she said it anyway. As soon as the words left her mouth, she threw up what she felt coming up earlier, except it got worse. Blood. The color red. It painted her vision and she couldn't see anything but blood red. Her mother held her as she cried and bawled and dehydrated herself from all the tears. She didn't stop crying for days. Her mother sent her to therapy, tried comforting her, trying to help her in any way she could but she wouldn't get over her grief. For three years since Jessica's death, she would recite her dying words, verbatim, on her death anniversary. She wouldn't smile or go out unless completely necessary, until she met him.