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I read the text over and over again, wondering what sort of creep would do such a thing. What did they mean by 'My old best friend's children'? My mom said she never really had any other best friends than Spencer, Emily, and Hanna, and I never really met any of my dad's friends, except for Hardy and Lawrence, and they were way too nice to do something like that. Who was "A", and what did they want from me?
"Hey, why do you look so freaked?" I snapped out of my daze and turned to see Vince leaning towards me.
"Hmmm, I don't know! Maybe it's because our brother is having surgery on his brain tonight, and we are in the backseat of a car being driven by someone who only got their license last month!" I snapped, giving him a 'DUH!' look.
"A month is forever ago in sixteen-year-old time," my brother insured, stopping in front on Brooke's house. "Have fun!"
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The girls and I were in Brooke's bedroom, watching about every rerun of Glee in existence.
"I used to love Glee," a voice said. I jumped at the sudden sound of it and turned around to see Shelby, Brooke's older sister, standing in the door way. I smiled because I knew how big of a crush Ron had on her, and I could see why. Shelby had the same thick, dark hair as her mother and her father's ice-blue eyes. If you think about it, she actually looked like Ron in girl-form.
"Hey, Shelby," Maggie said, standing up and straightening her shorts that practically looked like panties on her mile-long legs.
"Yeah, 'sup Shelbs," Jessica grinned, pulling Shelby in for a hug.
"Hey, Lily, I heard what happened with Mike. I'm so sorry," Shelby said, coming over to hug me. I hugged her back. "Lily, I love you because you are only 5'1" and aren't going to get any taller," Shelby laughed. It was true. I was only 5'1" and thirteen years old, which was funny because Maggie was 5'9", and still getting taller. We are an odd group.
"Hey!" I smiled, trying my hardest to look angry, "short people have way more fun, anyways."
"Touché," Shelby said putting her hands up in surrender. "Well, I just stopped by to say hello. You girls have fun."
By this time I had already forgotten about "A" and their stupid little text.
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My hazel eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the lighting of Brooke's bedroom. "Morning," I yawned over to Jessica, who had just woken up. I burst out laughing when I saw her usually perfect blonde hair sticking up all over her head.
"What?" she asked, getting off of the floor.
"Your hair," I giggled, pointing at the rat's nest on her head.
"Yours isn't any better!" she laughed. I got up and walked in to the bathroom. Sure enough, my hair was even worse than hers. Well you can't really blame me, though. It is curly.
I was trying to brush it out when my phone chimed. I clicked it open.
Your hair will be the least of your problems now that I'm around.
-A
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It was two hours later, and "A" was still running through my head. My phone rang. I jumped and fear flooded over me, but I read the caller ID. Mom, it read.
"Hello? Hey Mom, yes, I'm fine. He is? That's great! Are we aloud to see him? Oh… well when he wakes up can you tell me? Thank you." I set the phone down with a grin across my face.
"What did she say?" Jessica asked.
"Mike's surgery was successful, but he is still unconscious from the medicine that they gave him. He's going to be okay!" I said, almost laughing from the joy that was overwhelming me.
"Oh my god, that's amazing!" Maggie replied excitedly, hugging me with the other two.
At that moment, 'Happiness' by The Fray came on the radio, because we were listening to the oldies station. I grinned. "I know it'll all work out," I said to the girls.
"How?" they said in unison.
"The background music" I said gesturing to the radio. "This is my parents' song. It always comes on when I need it to," I explained, noting their confused faces.
"Awwww, that's so sweet. I guess even forbidden couples can have their songs," Brooke smiled. "And personally, I think the whole student-teacher thing is hot." I am a true romantic, so I think the situation was perfect.
I punched her playfully in the arm and went to use the restroom. My phone chimed.
So did I, Lily. But it was still very naughty, what your mother did, don't you think? I disapproved greatly.
-A
I slammed my phone down and washed my hands. How did this person know about my parents? I was getting to the bottom of this "A" crap, and I was sure as hell putting it to a stop.
