A Voice in the Wind

by Ellie Jolie

AU Bridget, doesn't really belong here, but a good touching story of a young girl that looses her mother and finds someone by sending anonymous letters to help her cope.

6. Pipsqueak

It was the buzzing at 6 o'clock that woke me up, but it was the dragging out of the tent in my sleeping bag that was what actually GOT me up. I forgot it was a school day. Leave it to my true best friends to pull almost an all nighter, risking valuable beauty sleep for a friend in need. Staying up until 4 AM giggling was deffinatly what I needed, even though I've always been telling myself that I didn't need anything.

We took dwon the tent and shoved it into Kelly's car. Just in time, too. A little pipsqueak (does anyone say that anymore, because I just love that word. Oh well, I'm probably a nerd.) about as tall as my bony hips came over.

"Whattcha doin'?"

My friends didn't respond. They were actually ignoring him. It was like they didn't even see him. I guess it was a good idea.

"Are you okay?" He insisted. It was the way he said it that made the hair on the back of my neck rise.

"I'm fine." I insisted.

"What was that?" Effie asked, giving me a concerned look. "Did you say something Bridget?"