I pace around the train, as nervous as I could ever be. Finally, I get to see Liam. And Logan, and Josh. Finally, a break from Julie and Hannah. Finally, alone with my three best friends in the world, Liam, Logan and Josh. Logan, my tomboyish friend, who I love to pieces. Liam, her brother who I also love to death and Josh, the last of my friends, who of course I love to smitherenes. Lately, though, I have been feeling a bit different about Liam. The way he looks at me with his blue-ish brown eyes, his dirty blonde curls glowing in the sun, his muscley form. He is perfect. Logan told me over the phone that she died her locks blonde, which is a huge surprise, since they've always been a black-ish brown color. Josh, being the son of Finnick O'dair, has probably stayed true to himself, by not changing himself at all. The train veered to a stop. I nearly sprinted out of the train, and ran into Liam, smack in the head. We both fell back onto the ground, laughing and yelling because of how hilarious and painful that was. Logan helps us up. I hug her, and she hugs me. Then I hug Liam. We sit and wait for Josh to arrive. When the next train pulls in, he walks into the station. I hardly recognize him! He's taller, stronger looking and has a brilliant white smile. His red-ish hair blows in the breeze, his trident necklace the same. "JOSH!" We all yell, and knock him over, hugging him."How are ya'll?" We tell him we're great. As we walk toward the meadow, I catch Liam gazing at me, then he pulls away embarrsed