Hello readers! I hope you have enjoyed my story so far. This is my first story ever if nobody knew that. I am very sorry for not updating sooner. These days I am very, very busy. Now that is it the holidays, I can continue.
This Chapter is very short. I hear that people hate reading long chapters so I made this short but interesting, I hope.
Chapter 3
The Message
So happy together
I can see me loving nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me baby the skies will be blue
For all my life
Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice
It had to be
The only one for me is you
And you for me
So happy together
I can see me loving nobody but you
For all my life
Marissa's eyes flickered open. The light coming through Summer's bedroom window was shining right into her eyes. She covered her eyes and moaned; another morning without the guys.
"And that was "Happy Together" by "The Turtles". This is triple Z pm, playing your classic request. There is a call coming through, hello who's this?" The radio DJ said to the other hundreds of Americans listening. Oh did Marissa wish that everyone was happy together. She didn't like to admit it but she wasn't happy and the gang were definitely not together.
Marissa rolled out of bed and found Summer sleeping silently on the left side of the bed. The radio didn't affect her sleep at all.
"Summer wake up," Marissa ordered.
"Huh?" mumbled a half asleep Summer. "It's too early."
"Too early? It's ten thirty, wake up," Marissa used her pillow and swatted her friend on the head, who has buried her face into her purple pillow.
Marissa had known Summer for so long, she knew this would happen. Once Marissa had to drag Summer out of bed by her legs all the way to the bathroom to get her to wake up. Summer hated the mornings and it annoyed her that Marissa enjoyed it. She would have to try different waking up techniques such as singing at the top of her lungs, or telling her that the most popular guy is on the phone and wants to speak to her. But that was a while ago. After junior high, Marissa rarely slept over at Summer's and Summer rarely slept over at Marissa's. It was nice coming over though. It reminded her that she wasn't the only one with family problems.
"Ryan's coming back tomorrow," Marissa said gladly. "I hope he bought me something nice. I don't care how much it cost, as long as he gives me something."
"I remember that I have to do something," Summer wondered, not listening to a word Marissa was saying. "Oh yeah, I have to tell my step mom to stay out of my room!"
Summer stormed out and closed the door behind her. In seconds, Marissa could hear two voices bicker at each other. Marissa took this time to check her messages. She dumped her Prada handbag upside down and flipped opened her cell phone. Ryan should have called during the night. Can he call my phone all the way from Europe? Marissa wasn't sure.
"You have five new messages," said a robotic lady voice. The first one was just the beeping tone of the phone. The others were from people from school that she hardly knew. Sadly, there were none from Ryan. Marissa was hoping the last message was from him, but instead she received something different. "Hello sunshine," said a creepy high-pitched voice. "Goodbye rain," Marissa smiled; someone left her a nice summer poem. How cool is that. "Hello vacation, goodbye school, hello tank tops, goodbye sweaters." The voice seemed to be getting higher. "Hello beach, goodbye Holly Fischer," Marissa's smile fell slowly. "Hello me. Goodbye Marissa Cooper."
As if in slow motion, the phone fell from Marissa's hand as she loosened her grip in fright.
Summer opened her door to her bedroom and found Marissa just standing there. "Marissa, what are you looking at?"
"Nothing," she said like she wasn't even in the room.
"My step mother said she never went into my room or borrowed my earrings. She said I misplaced them. Now I am really confused. If she didn't take them, and I don't have them, then who does?"
"I don't know," Marissa said slowly.
"What's up with you?" Summer asked.
"I uh, I uh, someone just uh, left me a prank message." Marissa looked out the window which had started to rain.
Summer glanced down at the cell phone on the floor. "Why are you afraid, these things happen all the time?"
"I don't know, I think it's because of what has happened."
"What was it? You'll die in seven days?" Summer forced laugh. "That is so old," Summer said in a tired tone.
"Yeah." It's just a stupid prank! Marissa reminded herself. If goodbye meant death, goodbye Holly meant that person was glad she was gone. But then, no one but the girls, Holly's parents and the police knew Holly dad died. Nobody else knew. Who is this person? It's a prank, it's a prank, it's a prank. No matter how many times she had to remind herself, there was no reasonably explanation.
"Let's go walking, I need some exercise," Summer said. "Oh no, it's raining. It's raining in summer."