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"Mitchie? Michaela? Hey stupid person! Stop spacing out!" Someone yelled at me.

My imagination leaves for a moment, and I see who was yelling at me. "Shuddup Caity! I'm not....stupid!" I whine, pretending to act hurt by her name-calling.

"Well, you have your moments Mitch." She rolled her eyes, laughing. She grabbed a bowl of freshly made popcorn and jumped on the bean bag chair next to me. It was a rainy day, and Caitlyn and I had a tradition that whenever it rained, we'd go to one of our houses, play in the rain for a while, then get in our sweats and watch one of our favorite movies. Today was raining particularly hard, and this was our second round of popcorn. She took the remote and pressed play on one of our favorite movies.

The Breakfast Club!

A little into the movie was one of our favorite parts. I turned to Caity, knowing we'd quote practically the whole scene, 'cause we're just that cool.

"You're not fooling anyone, Bender. The next screw that falls out will be you." I say in unison with Mr. Vernon.

"Eat my shorts," Caity replies quietly.

"What was that?" I ask, over dramatically.

"Eat... My... Shorts." She says seriously, with a challenging squint in her eyes.

"You just bought yourself another Saturday."

"Ooh, I'm crushed."

"You just bought one more."

"Well I'm free the Saturday after that. Beyond that, I'm going to have to check my calendar."

At this point, we're laughing our heads off, not even paying attention to the movie. I keep laughing until I feel my phone buzz in my front jacket pocket. "Yelllo!" I greet, still laughing a little.

"Mitchie! Hi dear." A familiar voice says. "Your father and I are a little....tipsy!" My mom giggles. "Could you be a dear and pick us up from Leah's?" She asks, I can tell from her voice she's not just a little tipsy, she sounds completely drunk.

"Sure Mom..." I sigh, getting up from the bean bag. "I'll be there in a few." I hang up and put on another jacket for this crazy, unpredictable weather. "I'll be back Caity." I say before she get's the chance to ask me. "My mom is hammered!" I laugh.

"Haha, no way!" She laughs along with me.

"Yeah, I gotta pick her and Dad up." I sigh grabbing my brand new car keys. "With my spankin' new lisence!" I smile widely.

"Yeah, yeah! We all know you got your lisence before me!" She says, throwing popcorn at me.

I pick one out of my hair and throw it back. "Love ya! See ya in a few." I giggled before heading out the door.

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"Thanks for getting my parents drunk Leah!" I say sarcastically before leading my mom and dad out the door.

"Ha! No problem hon! I'll see you later." She laughs, then goes back in to her party, as I hurry to get them in the car with the rain pattering on my face.

We wave goodbye as I back out the driveway. "I can't believe you guys got drunk." I shake my head disapprovingly.

"Sorry Mom." My dad jokes around.

"You two should be ashamed of yourselves!" I say sarcastically, knowing I'd be playing the parent role for a while.

"Geeez, come on Mitch! We need to live a little." Mom says with eyes wide.

"Seriously!" Dad chimes in cooly. "But don't you go getting drunk young lady!" He says sternly.

I turned around for a second to reply, but I don't even remember what the hell happened in that one second.

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Sirens are ringing in my ears, and I hear people crying. I try to open my eyes, but they feel too heavy. Finally, I open my eyes to a blur of red flashing lights. When my vision clears, I hear chaos all around. I'm on a stretcher. I try to sit up, but atleast three paramedics run to me and tell me to lie back down.

"What's going on?" I say, rubbing my now throbbing head.

One paramedic looks at me sypathetically, putting a blanket over me. "Your fine dear. You just got into a little car fiasco, is all." She smiles, but it doesn't reach her eyes.

"What do you mean?" I ask still confused. I look around to see my totalled car being towed out from a muddy ditch. There are crowds of people circling the accident.

"Don't worry about it." She smiles.

Another paramedic walks up to me. He looks in his mid-thirties. "I know your probably in a lot of pain, but I need to ask you a few questions...." He smiles at me too. It looks fake. Just like the other smiles I see.

Fake, fake, fake.

A wave of realization crashes over me. "Where are my parents?" I ask urgently, interupting the mans questions.

"I need your name, Miss." He repeats. But I don't take in his words.

"Where are my parents?" I ask, louder. More frantic.

The female medic returns. "Uhm, I'm sorry to tell you, but they didn't make it." She says softly, rubbing my shoulder.

I shake away from her touch. "No." I laugh. "This is just a dream... A silly little nightmare that I'm gonna wake up from...I just dozed off at Caitys." I whisper to myself.

This can't be happening, this can't be happening, this can not be happening.

"MITCH!" I hear my name and look up. I see a figure run up to me with an umbrella. "Oh, Mitchie..." The figure says putting the umbrella over my head.

"C-Caitlyn?" I ask, still unsure of anything.

A medic walks up to her, pushing her away from me. "Miss, you're going to have to leave--"

"I'm family." She says sternly, then turns her attention back to me. "I'm not going anywhere, okay Mitch? I'm here for you." She says sypathetically. "It's all gonna be okay. It's all gonna be okay..." She whispers to me, tears in the brim of her eyes.

Oh God, this isn't a dream. It's reality....a fucking horrible one, at that.

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It's short, I know. But I was inspired, so I wanted to write it down :) Tell me what you think please? Shane, Nate, and Jase are coming in soon, don't worry :)

xoxo
Ariana