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Left Behind

Together, they created her. Together, they abandoned her. She was forgotten and lived in confusion and loneliness for a large amount of her life. That is, until she discovers the whereabouts of the family that was hers.

Chapter One

She opened the door just wide enough to enter. Slipping through, she softly closed the door. "There you are" a voice said, startling her. She turn around, to see Leo, staring at her expectantly. "Where were you Bree?" Leo asked, his tone a mix of worry, relief and curiosity. Leo was younger then herself, yet he always acted like the over protective older brother. "Somewhere" Bree answered and walked pass him to the kitchen. "Tell me Bree" Leo whined, his serious expression dropped. "Why do you want to know" Bree asked. "Because..." Leo said trailing off, trying to think of an excuse. "Hello there Bree" Tasha said, coming into the living room. "Hi Mrs. Dooley" Bree greeted. "Bree, I told you, call me Tasha, you've been living here for a few months now. You're part of the family" Tasha said. "Um. Thank you" Bree thanked quietly. "So where were you Bree?" Tasha asked, more out of curiosity then concern. "At a party" Bree admitted. "At a party?!" Leo exclaimed. "Yeah" Bree said. "What? Who's" Leo stuttered. "Just a party" Bree said and flopped down on the couch. "You must tell me" Leo said, sitting down across from her, and staring at her straight in the eye. "You are a weird little fourteen year old" Bree commented. A comfortable silence fell upon the people in the room. "Bree, you want anything from the kitchen?" Tasha asked. "No, I'm fine thank you" Bree said. "Well, I'm going to bed now. We have school tomorrow." Bree said and headed upstairs.

Her feet hit against the wooden steps lightly as she went up. She walked past Leo's room, then Tasha's room and finally she stood in front of her own. She opened the door and flipped the lights on. It was a medium sized room, with a drawer, a large wooden closet and a queen sized bed in the middle. It was pretty plain, but she wasn't the one to complain. She quickly changed into her pajamas and brushed her teeth. Once she was done, she slipped into the bed. Her head laid down on the soft pillow. Her eyes then began to close and she drifted into darkness.

Late in the night, she tossed and turned.

"Alright, the last part" the inventor mumbled. "Donald!" he called out. "What?" the person asked. "Hand that to me." the inventor directed. "Get it yourself Dougie" Donald said, eyes glued to the computer screen. "Don't call me that" Douglas said.

Red flames, lapping at everything, and spreading everywhere. "Over here!" a voice told her. Bree turned but there was no one to be found. "Bree! Follow me!" another voice said. She turned towards the sound, yet nothing was there except more fire. "Help!" She screamed. Her cries went unheard, and the fire continued to grow and grow and...

Bree sat straight up on her bed. Her hands clutched the sheets as tears ran down her cheeks. Outside, the moonlight spilled through the window of her bedroom. Her breathing began to slow and return to normal. Slowly she let go of the sheets and got out of bed. Bree slipped on her slippers and made her way out of her room, down the stairs and into the kitchen. After drinking a glass of water, she sat down. That dream was so real. Almost like a memory. Was a memory? Or was it just her mind playing tricks on her?

"Bree" someone called. Then she felt a hand shaking her. Bree groaned and rolled over, but landed with a soft thump on the floor. "Ouch" Bree said and got up, wide awake. "Nice to see that you're up." Leo said. "Hey, what were you doing sleeping on the couch?" Leo questioned. "Um.. I'm not sure" Bree said. "Wait, are you saying that you sleep walked?" Leo asked, growing excited. "Sure" Bree said and headed upstairs to quickly change.

Bree was soon done, and walked back downstairs greeting Tasha who sat at the table. "Here's your cereal" Tasha said and pointed to the bowl on the table. "Thank you" Bree said. Tasha smiled and returned to doing what she was. "Hurry, or we'll be late" Leo rushed and went to put on his shoes. Bree ate as fast as she could, without making a mess or choking and the two walked out of the house.

The two walked down the sidewalk together, enjoying the calmness of everything around them. Suddenly the sound of a car horn honked. Bree was snapped out of her thoughts as the honking continued. Turning around, she caught sight of Adam, football captain riding down the street in his new car. The boy slammed his hand on the wheel, creating the ruckus. "Wohooo!" Adam and his friends yelled as they passed by Leo and Bree. Bree rolled her eyes. Leo stared after Adam. "He must have a good life" Leo said, and kicked a pebble. "A good life? Have you seen his grades?" Bree asked Leo. "Well besides that" Leo said. Bree shook her head in disagreement.

Bree and Leo had just walked through the courtyard, when something collided into Bree from behind. The two fell over and landed on the grass. "I am so sorry" he said, and gave his hand. Bree grabbed it and he helped her up. "It's fine" Bree said and looked up to see who this person was. He was about one or two inches taller then her, with brownish hair and hazel eyes. "I'm really sorry" he apologized. "I told you it's fine" Bree said. "Um. My name's Chase Davenport" Chase introduced. "Um. Bree" Bree introduced. "Oh and this is Leo" Bree added. "Nice to meet you" Chase. "Wait, dd you say Davenport?" Leo asked. "Yeah" Chase said. "You're Adam's brother" Leo asked. "Yup" Chase said popping the p. "I didn't know he had a brother" Leo said. "Well now you do. See you guys around" Chase said and hurried into the school building. There was just something about him that seemed so familiar...

Hi there, it's PBL. So this my new story Left Behind. And I would like to thank Croc9400 for giving me this amazing idea. YOU ARE AMAZING CROC9400! And hope you all like this, read and review Love PBL.